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Quwa;*


I know that you guys were expecting a post but let me start this with a fact, I know that I've been a really bad blogger lately o 9ayra a6awil 3alaikoum bil posts but I have my reasons, this year was one the best years of my life, a lot of changes happened in me and in my life in 2011.




Some of the changes that happened in my life this year were incredibly overwhelming, some of those changes got me down for a while but I'm back on my feet now, ele bagoola ohwa ine ga3ida amir ib fatra MAYNONA ib 7ayati! A lot of things happened a lot of things will happen I feel that I'm lost, I'm a bit scared and I need to think about everything with a clear mind and I can't do that when I have the blog on my mind! So please bare with me? Fatra o t3ade I promise, I'll take a break and I'll be back soon, very soon enshallah!






wa shukran;*
Ps: mbarak 3alaikoum baje elshahar ;)

Cold Nostalgia -6-

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1. Shlonkoum? Shakhbarkoum?

2. Lil asaf lal7en mishkilti ma3a elcomments ma ti9ali7at! Arid o agolkoum I'm reading all of ur comments and u guys always make me smile thank you for that;***

3. This post is Long!

UPDATE
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Ali threw himself on the couch and took a deep breath, a long and tiring photo shot was over, he lifted his head and found Reem standing, she really helped him today, the kids were so happy and quite with her! She had a way with them.

Reem looked at Ali his eyes were closed, he didn’t open his mouth with a word to her during the photo shot her just ignored her presence.

Reem grabbed her purse and walked to the door, then she stopped after hearing her name.

"Reem"

Reem turned around with a smile: yes?

Jake: thank you so much on your help today!

Reem smiled: your welcome

Jake through the Kleenex box on Ali: Don’t you think someone deserves a thank you?

Ali  opened his eyes,  sat straight and looked at Reem: umm… uhh

Jake: YEEEES?

Ali: mashkora

Jake looked at Reem, Reem smiled: el3afo

Reem walked out of the studio to her apartment.

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"Inzain shyarkoum infaji2ha wenro7lha?"

"La7tha mno i7na? ma7ad bero7lha ghairi!"

"iifff maleeeq shda3wa ikhithna ma3ak!"

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Ali walked upstairs to his office, grabbed his mobile and the saw usual zero missed calls, zero messages.

He sighed and sat on his couch, he was so surprised of Reem, how she just came in and helped them, not wanting anything in return and although he was always harsh and mean to her she was sweet and kind.

Reem got in her apartment put her key on the coffee table and sat down, her day was really tiring but she had fun, she couldn’t believe that she actually got a thank you from Ali! The guy that never said a word to her unless its harsh or mean.

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-The next morning-

Reem turned to the other side and fell on the floor

Reem: AAAAAY

She opened her eyes looked around and giggled, she fell asleep on the couch and she just fell off of it.

Reem: ay thahri!

She felt her mobile buzzing but she had no idea where it was, she started crawling and stretching her hand looking for it, She gave up and threw herself on the floor.

Reem felt her apartment door open, Asma was the only one that had the extra key.

"RAYOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM"

Reem stayed on the floor with closed eyes.

Asma: *gasp* SHFEEEEEEECH?!! REEEEEM! REEMAA!

Asma sat on the floor beside Reem and put her hand on Reem's face: REEEEM!

Reem giggled: haa? 5aair! shtaben?

Asma: LA WALA? SH.HAL 7AARAKAT? Shfeech nayma 3al arth 5ibla?

Reem: 9aba7 el noor wil niwaaar

Asma: bismallah elra7aman elra7eem! Shfech smila 3alaich?

Reem sat straight: mafene shay  bas mazaji 7ail raaaaaaaaayig el youm!

Asma: rayeeg?  Ma ayeetich youm wa7id o mazajich 9ar rayig? Malat!

Reem giggled: yebtele ryoog?

Asma: eee gomay ghaslay o tali intarayag

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Ali heard his mobiley ringing

Incoming call 3azooz

Ali: alo

Azoz: bo 3alwaa!

Ali: 5air

Azoz: khair ib wayhik! Shof 3ad atmana ina nkamil hal 7iwar 3ala khair o ib islob 7a'6ari

Ali smiled: ba7awil

Azoz: inzain shof wa7id min elrabi3 biye bachr! Y9er rifej 3abdallah okhoy

Ali: ok?

Azoz: o 3abood be6al3a y3ashe! O gha9ib aro7 fa etha sima7t o tikaramt ta3al ma3ana

Ali: o aye shasawi enshallah?

Azoz: tit3asha!

Ali: 3indi 3asha bil bait

Azoz: 3aliwi 3an el mi9akha! 3abod o rifeja ana shako? O bema ine baro7 gha9ib inta ta3al ma3ay gha9ib 3al aqal intisala ana wiyak!

Ali: inzain y9er khair

Azoz: ma yamshe 3indi y9er khair! Ee wala la?

Ali: o etha gilt la?

Azoz: batim a7in lain tgol ee

Ali: la ya m3awad ila 7anitik t9ik 3ala kil banat el Kuwait!

Azoz laughed: ya3ni ee?

Ali: eee!

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Reem: ASOOOM! YALLA 5AL9AAAY

Asma: inzain! Yibtay bu6il maaay?

Reem: iff yahil lazm bu6ail mayha ma3aha!!

Asma: REMOOOOOO  YEBAAY MAY!

Reem: OKAY BAS LA T7NEN!

Reem walked to the fridge grabbed a bottle of water: ana ba6laaaaaaa3

Asma: kani yaya

Reem opened the door of her apartment and her eyes winded:  MISHARI?!!

  

Cold Nostalgia -5-

Quwa;**

1. Shlonkoum?

2. I'm so sorry I was so late bas wala I couldn't write!

3. Lal7en I can't reply on ur comments i'll try to fix it soon enshallah, I read and smile at all of ur sweet comments thank you ;)

4. Thank you for waiting and I'm sorry again

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Ali walked to his studio let go of the balloons and put his head phones on.

"Tawik tije yali 5athait min el 3umir 7ilma o ribee3ah… tawik tije yali el 5adir 3indik ma3y 3ada o 6ibee3a"

Rwaished's voice filled Ali's ears, He tilted his head to the right a bit, something wasn’t right, Jake tilted his head with Ali.

Jake patted Ali on his shoulder: what's wrong?

Ali took off his head phones: ha?

Jake: what's wrong?

Ali: I don’t know! Something is missing

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Reem took her bicycle and took her usual spin around the block, the wind swayed along with her hair, she smiled.

Reem noticed a bunch o kids walking in the block with birthday hats, their giggled and smiles made her smile, she turned around and followed them.

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"ALIIIIII! THE KIDS ARE HERE!"

Ali rushed down the stairs and his eyes winded, he stared at the kids with a straight face: ahh too many, this is too much

Jake laughed and shook his head: come on kids follow me

The kids walked behind Jake while Ali took  a deep breath, he didn’t know how to handle kids

Reem stood in front of the studio, she realized that Ali was having  a photo shoot with a bunch o kids, she smiled they looked so cute but Ali was obviously out of his comfort zone, Reem took a step towards the door, she thought she might help.

Adish? La la7tha sheda5ilne? 3ashan afashil 3umri!

Reem raised her head and saw Jake waving at her and asking her to come in, she smiled and  shook her head, he put his hands together and begged her to come, Reem sighed.

Ali: ok kids! Uhh lets gather up in the middle please.

The kids started jumping up and down once they saw the balloons, Ali took a few snaps of them he walked to the other room to bring some costumes suddenly the room was quite, he didn't hear any sound, millions of thoughts went through his head one of them was maybe Jake killed them all?

He walked back and saw someone sitting on the floor facing the kids and braiding one of the girls hair, the kids were giggling, the girls were jumping waiting for their turn to get the braid done.

"So!? Are we ready"

Kids: yeeeeeees

Reem turned around and Ali was staring at her with a blank face.

Reem al7en ban6ird!

Ali sakitat.houm?

Reem: uhh-

Ali: shitsawen hne?

Reem gulped: umm kint-

Jake:  Ali!

Ali stared at Reem then walked to the kids, Reem kept on staring at the wall in front of her , how could he just drop harsh comments and move on as if nothing just happened?

Reem turned around and walked to the door, Jake rushed behind her

Jake: where are you going?

Reem: I'm leaving

Jake: noooo! We need you

Reem smiled and whispered: he won't admit that right?

Jake laughed and whispered back: never

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Ali threw himself on the couch and took a deep breath, a long and tiring photo shoot was over, he lifted his head and found Reem standing, she really helped him today, the kids were so happy and quiet with her! She had a way with them.

Reem looked at Ali his eyes were closed, he didn’t open his mouth with a word to her during the photo shot her just ignored her presence.

Reem grabbed her purse and walked to the door, then she stopped after hearing her name.

"Reem"

Cold Nostalgia -4-

Quwa;**

1. Shlonkoum?

2. next post will include ACTION.

3. Oh btw I have no idea why but I can't comment as 9al7a, so forgive me for not replying on ur comments but  THANK YOU ALLL SO MUCH, UR COMMENTS MAKE MY DAY:**

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Reem closed the door with her eyes wide open and jaw dropped, she couldn’t believe that Ali's studio  is just across the street from her apartment.

She put the cupcakes on the coffee table and sat on the couch turned the TV on and started thinking about him.

He was so different?! He saved her life and then turned out to be a rude guy and then he was her best friend's cousin and NOW he works across the street?

Something about Ali made Reem want to know more about him, his dark black hair, his sharp looks and deep black eyes, everything about him was dark even his character and she wanted to know more.

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Ali sat on his office and took a deep breath, Reem suddenly popped in his life and she's… she's just not leaving it!

"ALII!"

Ali sighed: WHAT?

Ali walked down stairs and found 2 boxes that weren’t opened.

"their labels says home"

Ali sighed and carried one box: Jake help me with the other one

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Ahlaain mama!

Shlonch 7abebte?

Reem: b5aaair el7imdallah!

Mother: wain b5aair! Reema chinch tha3fana?

Reem giggled: la mama ytarawalich

Mother: ga3da takleen 3adil?

Reem: ee !!

Mother: ifff farg bain akilhoum ele mafe 6a3im o akilna!

Reem smiled.

Suddenly a big belly showed in the picture, Reem laughed

Reem: 3aboooooor wa5ray karshich shway ma gimt ashof wayh omi!

Abeer: waay Reema tadren ine ga3da an6ir el youm ele bit7amleen feh 3ala naaar! Wala la athbi7ich 6naza min awal you!

Reem and her mother laughed.

Abeer: ila agool 3asa ma 7abaitelch wa7id engalaizi min warana?

Reem laughed: waay 3abeer min 9ijch!

Abeer: ee 7abebte 3ashan bachr tyeeben 3yal shigir o zirg wana 3yale y6l3on chil7an mil7an!

Reem laughed: ila ta3alaya mita ib tolden?

Abeer: madri bas 7adii mwa9la 5ala9!

Mother: 9arlich shahar tgoolen hal jumla!

Reem laughed, she really missed her family.

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Ali took out a photo frame and put it on his office, He stared at the details of the frame, the details of the happy faces that are no longer happy, the people that are no longer in his life.

The phone rang, he picked it up "hello.. yes.. aha.. yeah sure! At 9 o clock tomorrow? See u then …thank you"

Ali: JAAAAKE!

Jake: what!

Ali: I'm off to the supermarket … I'll be back soon

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Reem closed her lap top, dragged a chair and put it in front of the window and did what she does everyday… watch the streets, the people and sky  

She noticed a lot of colorful balloons, a guy was holding them and his face was covered by them, she noticed a blonde walking behind him and laughing with him, he held the balloons with his other hand and that's how she saw his face.

Reem: Ali?!

Ali was holding the balloons and the blonde lady was walking with him? Who is she? What are they doing with the balloons? WHAT IS SHE DOING WITH HIM?

Cold Nostalgia -3-

Quwa;**


1. Shlonkoum?


2. Ha mnu sajal 9aifi mnu ma sajal? :p


3. Do you have any questions on the story so far? Feel free to ask ;)


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Reem froze in her place, she felt her heart beat in her ears.




Asma: Reema refejti min wi7na 9'3ar



Reem's hand touch his and she remembered him holding her hand and saving her life last night.



Ali let go of her hand: wil ni3im feha



Reem: yin3am ib 7alik



Awkward silence filled the place, Ali kept on staring at Reem while she had her eyes on the floor, she used to say that Kuwait is small and now LONDON is small!



Ali: fur9a sa3eda ya umm



Reem lifted her head mida yinsa ismi?



Asma waay yfashil: Reem!!



Ali: fur9a sa3eeda ya Reem



Reem: wana as3ad



Ali left them standing and walked outside, Reem stood in her place without saying a word, she really couldn’t believe that the rude guy that saved her life yesterday was the sensitive person that she saw through his photographs and he was her best friends cousin!



Reem sighed.



Asma: umm aloo?



Reem: ha?



Asma: wain sara7tay?!



Reem: ma sara7t!



Asma wiggled her eyebrows: aha



Reem giggled: haw shfech?



Asma: mafene shay



Asma wanted to explain to Reem how harsh can Ali be sometimes but he had his reasons! Asma couldn’t tell Reem, she didn’t want Reem to judge him or feel sorry for him.



Reem wanted to tell Asma about the mysterious guy that saved her life and that the guy turned out to be Ali!



Reem: umm Asom china lazm amshe?



Asma: laish? Shwarach?



Reem: ma waray shay bas ta3bana o barid el bait arayi7 o '3air chithi ma kalamt omi min awal ma yet fa-



Asma: skype?



Reem: ee bil thab6 3ashan chithi barid



Asma found the perfect reason for Reem to leave without knowing that she helped her fake a reason!



Reem: khal asalim 3ala ahalich wamshe



Asma: ok


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Ali inhaled the smoke and leaned on the wall behind him, the cold winds of the night made him chill, he closed his eyes and remembered his house back home… how warm it was even on the coldest days.. he remembered his parents.. Ali remembered his mother's tears and his father's cold stare when he left.



Ali took a deep breath



"Waay Remo maleeqa!"



Reem: yalla bye



Reem stepped out of the gallery and continued walking, she didn’t notice Ali standing.



"ib tamsheen lay sha8itich? Lal7en ma ta3almaty min ele 9ar ams?"



Reem froze in her place and turned around and found Ali leaning on the wall and a big Smokey cloud around him.



"You're ready to go Miss Reem?"



Reem smiled at the driver: yes



Ali shook his head, Reem was walking to her car! He inhaled his cigarette for the last time threw it on the floor stepped on it and walked inside without looking at Reem.



She sighed and got in the car, she really didn’t know how to deal with him! She didn’t even know him!


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Ali got in his apartment, threw his keys on the coffee table and sat on the couch



His mobile buzzed



Hi Ali.. I heard about your gallery I miss you and wish u all the best



Ali sighed and deleted the message, he threw himself on bed and closed his eyes.


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Reem looked out of the window, a new store was being redecorated in front of her apartment, Reem put her hand on the window and smiled the weather was cold.



She was in the mood for a walk around the town, she grabbed her coat, scarf and walked outside, Reem stepped out of the building with a huge smile on her face, she loved the fact that she was freezing to death even with the jackets and coat!



Reem walked into the best bakery in west Hampstead "bake a boo"



She sniffed the smell of the freshly baked cupcakes.


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"Mo sh'3lich tgoleleha.. olla kil hal salfa zalat elsan"


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Reem was walking back to her apartment when she noticed a man who was across the street he was talking on the phone he looked so furious his hands were moving all over the place, he was shaking his head with disagreement, he turned around and she saw his face.



Ali?



She quickly looked at the other side, shesawi hne?



Reem wanted to walk to her apartment then she decided to walk to Ali, she thought that they meet on the wrong foot maybe? She walked across the street and Ali walked inside a store.



Reem got in she looked around and didn’t find Ali, the store was still under constriction



"May I help you miss?"



Reem turned to her left and found a man standing.



Reem: umm is Ali here?



"Yes he's in his office upstairs.. um ur a friend of his?"



Reem: umm I



"ALII! UR FRIEND IS WAITING FOR YOU!"



Reem: oh no I-



Ali: I don’t have friends! Ask him to leave



"She's a sheeeeeeeeeeeee!!"



Reem's eyes winded: ok ok I better leave



"ALI!"



Ali: IM COMING !



Reem heard Ali's footsteps on the stairs and she knew that it was a BAD idea, Reem walked to the door, she actually felt like running away.



Ali: umm yes?



Reem closed her eyes tight and turned around, she noticed Ali's face changing, Ali shock his head and gave Reem half a smile, Reem's smile grew wider



Ali: refejat Asom?



Reem: Reem Al Flani



Ali: aha



Awkward silence filled the place



Ali: Ummm



Reem: kint badish sha8iti o shiftik bara



Ali: sha8itich?!



Reem: ee.. kahi



Reem pointed at the building in front of the store, Ali looked outside and gulped.



Reem: umm hal ma7al-



Ali: hatha gallery… umm mukane



Reem: mukanik?



Ali: uhh



"WELL ITS HIS GALLERY NOT MINE!"



Reem looked back at Ali's friend and looked back at Ali



Reem: ur gallery?



Ali nodded: sharait el mukan el isbo3 ele 6af



Reem's eyes winded, Ali will be just a cross the street?

Cold Nostalgia -2-

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1. Shlonkoum?!


2. I'm really really really really sleepy.


3. 6awfaw all mistakes la2ana as I said I'm sleepy :p


4. Don't jump to conclusions and dont judge the characters ni6raaaw ni6raaw :p


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Reem wore her off-white blazer and was ready to go, she stood in front of the mirror and

stared at her reflection, she wore a black dress and an off white blazer and put her hair in a messy bun.

Her mobile buzzed it was a message from Asma with the address.

Reem picked up her clutch and walked out of her apartment.

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"ali"

Ali turned around: na3am?

Asma stared at her cousin for a while.

Ali: umm Asom?

Asma: ufff sha3rik ybi6 el chabd rida lay wara shway!

Ali: agooool

Asma: goool

Ali: 3a6eena mgafach  

Asma: waay maleeeq!

Ali walked away from Asma.

Asma: agool 3laiwi

Ali turned around: 5air?

Asma: bitye Reema refejti chan zain t3amilha zaaaain!

Ali raised an eyebrow: o shfeeha mu3amalte?

Asma giggled: la abad ma feha shay

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Reem got out of the cab and stood in front of the gallery, it was full of people she took a deep

breath and walked inside, she looked around for familiar faces but didn’t find any, Reem grabbed her mobile to call Asma.

"REEEMA!!"

Reem raised her head and found Asma standing.

Reem: ahlain Asooma!

Asma: allah sh.hal kash5a

Reem was about to open her mouth when she heard her name again.

Reeeema!!

Reem turned around and found Asma's mother: 5alti Nora!

"Shlonch?"

Reem: b5air el 7imdallah

"Ta3alay 5al a3arfch 3ala ahalna! Kilhoum yayen ma59ooo9 7ag 3alawi"

Reem greeted everyone with a smile on her face

"o hatha oboy"

Asma giggled, Reem smiled.

Asma's father was talking on the phone "baini o bainik zain ma yaw…walaw ina aked 7az ib kha6ir 3ali bas a7sanla"

Reem noticed that Asma took a deep breath.

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"Bo 3alwa.. psst! Bo 3alwa"

Ali: 5air?

"Mnu el mazyoona ele ma3a omi?"

Ali turned to his left and saw a familiar face, he was sure that he saw her somewhere , he

wasn’t sure that it was the same person that he had in mind, a young lady stood beside Asma, she was wearing a black dress, her eye were the first thing that caught his attention.

Ali: la aked mu ihya

"Mnu mo ihya??"

Ali: 3azoz 7abebe iglib wayhik

Aziz: afa! Shda3wa bu 3alwa!

Ali: yallah 9abrik!

Aziz: bo 3alwa 6wil balik ma3ay! ana ib mood ene a7ib! dash hal mazaj ib qiwa el youm!

Ali: bas el youm ib mood inik t7ib? inta kil youm 7ab!

Aziz laughed.

Ali turned to the opposite side where Reem was standing, a million thought went through his head ma38ola tkon ihya? O shili yayibha hne?

Ali got himself  busy with the people while Reem took a tour around.

Reem was staring at a photo, it was a photo of a young girl crossing the street she was wearing a tutu, the whole picture was black and white and the girls tutu was pink.

Reem smiled and kept on staring, she felt that the photographer was a sensitive person, and a sad one, Most of the photos were black & white, most of the people in the photos were sad, some of the photos had a glance of hope with their pale colors.

"Reeema!!"

Reem: Asoma! Way shofaay hal 9o-

Asma: Reem Al Flani

Reem turned around and found a guy standing beside Asma, her eyes winded she couldn’t believe that it was HIM!

Asma: a3arfich 3ala mu9awirna el mubdi3 Ali Al Flani!

Asma nudged Ali, he stretched his hand towards Reem's hand.