“Boume” : a Lebanese term for describing an annoying sad
woman aka “buzz killer”. At this very moment I am a boume. June 19 I was
supposed to head to Barca to meet my sweetest Fay, then on the 24th
Lebanon was supposed to meet me at the airport. You know ever since I moved
back, I anticipated my return. I was more excited to go back this time, because
visiting always had a magical feel to it, I can’t really explain it, but it
makes everything much more worthy. Every day, every hour every person counts. I
am looking at my mother right now, she is writing a new story she makes my
heart melt, kif beddie erja3 eterkek ya albe!!!! Last week Laure and Bob gave
me their blessings for New York, my soul smiled. Starting from zero is probably
the hardest thing at this moment, but it’s a reminder that oneself should never
stop. Life is about sacrifices I have learned , but sacrifices are not losses I
keep reminding myself. I think I took emotional to the next level at this
moment especially because Racha Rizk - Succar Ya Banat (Caramel Soundtrack)
is on rewind. Yesterday was beautiful I got to spend it with a person I adore,
but yesterday I was left with my emotions and thoughts because the situation
provoked more questions than answers and I was asking. I am missing, and will
miss but who knows.
another meaning to Boume
....
MK
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