Going under the knife..

Greeting fellow homosapience, I would like to start off with an apology for my atrocious updating of the blog. I assure you, this behaviour will not be repeated..

I have for a long time thought about one question, a very interesting one for that matter...
(and I would love to know your opinions aswell)

What is beauty?... Is it as ''they'' say, ''In the eye of the beholder''? or is our interpretation of beauty, something that has been pushed upon us by the media?
I saw this documentary a couple of weeks ago, with young women my age ''going under the knife'', having plastic surgery, to enhance their allready good looks.
One of the girls where 16 and had an eyebrow lift!! why people? why?

I mean...Is it just me or isn't it, women over the age of 45 who go through wth eye lid lift because of droopy eyes as a scarr of stress over the years or maybe wrinkles and what not. I dont know but what I have found myself to believe is... I'm not against plastic surgery and you know what, I myself might one day ''have something done'' nosejob, lipposucktion, you name it, but that is if I still have this vision of myself...of being ugly...

What I'm trying to say is... I would firstly like to learn to love myself or at least accept myself and the way I look but if that doesnt work and I still feel the same way about my looks than I might consider surgery.

What my next ponder now would be... are we done?
is this kind of surgery the ''cure'' to a bad self image

Is it really the answer to the problems and queries one have in its mind?

I think that a self image is created with what one have been surounded by in its life, the people - positive or negative? confident or unconfident? and the stories of your life marked as scarrs on your face, fortunate or unfortunate events...

Love yourselves!! /Z

I ask myself why...

Why do I love smoking shisha?

I mean at first it was because of the ambience, just meeting random people that I had'nt seen for months...years sitting at the shisha caf. But now I guess it has become something of a way to feel good.

And I'm not talking about the smoke, I'm talking about the music, the sofas, the arabicspeaking staff, the shai (Tea), just the feeling of not being in Sweden...maybe escaping reality for a sec...?

I'ts all so nostalgic.

Shisha, n´Argile, Hookah, Waterpipe, call it whatever you want, but it has for me been an object of good memories.

Memories of being in Beirut as a small child playing on the cracked and filthy street with my grandfather sitting on the roof of the house smoking shisha calling on me to say that I should put some shoes on. I mean..I didnt care if my feet got dirty, I was playing football with my cousins, I was living the good life.
I miss being a child, being happy for just the smallest of things and having that feeling of satisfaction the whole day, just because someone noticed me or looked at me and smiled..



I'm not saying that the only reason I smoke shisha is to get a nostalgiakick... but it's a great deal of the reason for it...

I now leave you with the latest invention in the ''shisha world''...



The Mirage Grande Trinity, cost: £2690/35000sek

Music

Music has always been huge passion of mine. I write, I sing, I listen.

Music for me is therapy, whenever I'm down and wanna feel good for just 3 minutes, I turn one of my favorite songs on, and when I'm in love music makes me feel even more loved up.

I have a soft spot for people with unique voices, It's  just something that has always attracted me.

Musicians like Amy Winehouse, Lyfe Jennings, India Arie, Raphael Saadiq, Leela James, Adele, Duffy, Cee-lo Green, Lauryn hill and many more has given me the confidence in pursuing my own music and not being afraid of being different or having an ''unusual'' voice.

I do however have a great deal of respect towards a fresh upcoming artist named Heshima Thompson.

Heshima is along with his brother, the extremely talented Zalon Thompson, Amy Winehouse's backup singers. 

I absolutely love these two, and I take every chance I can to do some publicity for them.

Enjoy/ Z

Less than a month left...

At this very moment I'm just sitter in the mediaroom at school with John and Mattias, I'm trying to figure out where to start with all of my projects that I need to be done with by the end of this month before I graduate.
Graduation is supposed to be something to look forward to, but all I feel right now is stress and anxiety to weather I'm going to be able to make it through.

I am very much aware of the fact that I am to blame myself for what I have put myself into... noone forced me to study 2 years in one, I easily could have redone a year for the one I missed here in Sweden by studying in London, but I have no regrets on being in the UK for a year, I met some lovely people that I intend to stay friends with for a very long time, especially Yasmin,
she was my rock, and I hope that I served a use to her aswell. I.
Thank you for being a lovely person. (although you can be a bit toooo loud sometimes...)

much love haha

My very first time...

Here we go... my first post on this blog...!



Honestly, I never thought I'd see the day when I'd get a blog. I've gotten a lot of postive feedback on my consideration of starting it, and some negative ones from a very specific person. but lets leave it at that.



I would like to start this off with an explanation to why this blog is named ''Al Maktoub'':

I often say ''well, I guess it was maktoub''.
maktoub means written or destiny and al maktoub means what is written.
It's an islamic term, and muslims believe that Allah has written our lives before hand, therefore the term - al maktoub - what is written.

And... I do write... so... ''what is written'' - ''al maktoub'' is in my belief, spot on.