Chicken

by Shadows

I hate the new big humongous billboards in maadi, it gave maadi a very commercial feel, maadi is supposed to be a unique quite neighborhood, but since el Nasr st was created things became very different…
I mean, I remember the days where, for u to actually find a place where u can drink a good cup of cappuccino there was only one place for that.. “Winchell’s” near midan el ma7tta, it was the best and only place in maadi that serves coffee, and I remember they had gr8 carrot cakes as well, I can still remember their taste!
and for u to get there it was never a big deal. for u to get anywhere in maadi was never a big deal…!

sometimes I just curse the pendulum, it never stops it just keeps on moving, on and on counting, creating past u will long for, and an unapprehended future…

when I come to look back at history from the old days till this very moment, I just feel that things r meant to get worst by time.
it’s like there is something that links time with bad circumstances, like there directly proportional or something… I don’t know… im just MAD, mad at the fact that things never stay the way they are, they have to get worst, it’s like an inevitable fact you cannot escape!

Right now at this very moment I feel that my home has been raped, my memories have been slashed into pieces and nothing is left for me to look at and remember, it all now lays in an unreliable memory of mine…

I once rode with a taxi driver who had a very good point to discuss, he asked me why do we artists always paint things the usual way, why do we use the old techniques, why is that our subjects are very limited, although life is in minute by minute change, and is now filled with many new routines and ideas…

The reason he thought was that we as people are always looking behind us, and that we are too much of chickens to face forward and see the truth, ugly it is or not, were too afraid even to find out if it’s really ugly or is it just an illusion… “Al boka2 3al atlal” this is how he called it, he said that he’s sick and tired of praising what we did in the past our great achievements, the pyramids, the pharos…

what bothers him most is that even those things we r holding on to so tight, we failed to really use it in the most proper way, secure it and make the best out of it!

He pity’s that we don’t allow our self the chance to experiment new things, and that we always choose the safest way!

And when i come to think of it, i might just be one of those chickens he’s been talking about!