Comments on: At times, http://yazanbadran.com/blog/2007/03/at-times/ With Sake, nothing tastes better than Olives. But you would have to be a Levantine living in Japan to know that. Thu, 02 Feb 2012 11:08:15 +0000 hourly 1 http://wordpress.org/?v=3.2.1 By: Alisa http://yazanbadran.com/blog/2007/03/at-times/comment-page-1/#comment-3339 Alisa Thu, 15 Mar 2007 06:16:00 +0000 http://yazanbadran.com/blog/2007/03/at-times/#comment-3339 there is nothing so hard as leaving, except of course being left- and though you already pointed out that my time to leave will come soon enough I can't help but think that time is achingly far away, and moreover so overwhelmingly unknown I can't even bring myself to wish it would come sooner- and this town is already full of haunted places: buildings, stations, and times of day made tragic by the ghosts of those who have come and gone and moreover the ghost of who I was when I was with them, and now the thought of adding more to their number throws me into a panic although I know the reality of it will probably not be as bad as I feel it will be now. <br/><br/>But that is the permanent lot of the traveller, or the one who makes her bed with travellers: to be constantly and permanently reminded of the ephemerality of all things in the physical world, to become either crushed and wary of trusting anyone or anything or perennially elated that she should be allowed to see any of it, or anything at all, before it all dissapears. And even though I should hope I, and you, are counted amoung the latter group still the loss of anything- good or bad- reminds me how little control I have over any of it and makes me wonder all over again if there is some purpose or design to the way things have happened- if they were meant to happen or if things could in fact have been different, better. <br/><br/>In any case, I'll miss you. there is nothing so hard as leaving, except of course being left- and though you already pointed out that my time to leave will come soon enough I can’t help but think that time is achingly far away, and moreover so overwhelmingly unknown I can’t even bring myself to wish it would come sooner- and this town is already full of haunted places: buildings, stations, and times of day made tragic by the ghosts of those who have come and gone and moreover the ghost of who I was when I was with them, and now the thought of adding more to their number throws me into a panic although I know the reality of it will probably not be as bad as I feel it will be now.

But that is the permanent lot of the traveller, or the one who makes her bed with travellers: to be constantly and permanently reminded of the ephemerality of all things in the physical world, to become either crushed and wary of trusting anyone or anything or perennially elated that she should be allowed to see any of it, or anything at all, before it all dissapears. And even though I should hope I, and you, are counted amoung the latter group still the loss of anything- good or bad- reminds me how little control I have over any of it and makes me wonder all over again if there is some purpose or design to the way things have happened- if they were meant to happen or if things could in fact have been different, better.

In any case, I’ll miss you.

]]> By: Yazan http://yazanbadran.com/blog/2007/03/at-times/comment-page-1/#comment-3338 Yazan Wed, 14 Mar 2007 15:59:00 +0000 http://yazanbadran.com/blog/2007/03/at-times/#comment-3338 Omar,<br/><br/>the sad thing is, right now before i leave, I realize the grave things that I've already left here, the parts of me that faded here, the parts of my childhood that faded here, parts of my heart, my tears and my laughters... and also parts of the people I loved...<br/><br/>Andre,<br/>Thats true my friend, but, ironically, these people who are infront are the ones who help us pick up the pieces.<br/><br/>lujayn, abufares, amira,<br/>:)<br/><br/>DJ,<br/>Weird thing is, I dont think I can imagine my life without changing these trains... pathetic eh?<br/><br/>Ihsan,<br/>Going there o do my bachlor degree... :) wish me luck my friend... Omar,

the sad thing is, right now before i leave, I realize the grave things that I’ve already left here, the parts of me that faded here, the parts of my childhood that faded here, parts of my heart, my tears and my laughters… and also parts of the people I loved…

Andre,
Thats true my friend, but, ironically, these people who are infront are the ones who help us pick up the pieces.

lujayn, abufares, amira,
:)

DJ,
Weird thing is, I dont think I can imagine my life without changing these trains… pathetic eh?

Ihsan,
Going there o do my bachlor degree… :) wish me luck my friend…

]]> By: Ihsan http://yazanbadran.com/blog/2007/03/at-times/comment-page-1/#comment-3337 Ihsan Wed, 14 Mar 2007 00:46:00 +0000 http://yazanbadran.com/blog/2007/03/at-times/#comment-3337 Tokyo, Kyoto, Oklahoma, Madgascar...they will all feel alike...with a slice of difference up or down...but the overall...you are, like me, alone in a new place...not your place...among people...not your people...trying your best to adapt while keeping who you really are....<br/><br/>Not an easy life my friend...I feel you...i've been there for a year and a half....and nothing seem to feel better....but still...it's one stop in life, a station that we need to stop at and get something, lose many thing, learn stuff, and forget other stuff....but at the end of the day...life goes on...<br/><br/>So how far the place you are going to? and why going there in the first place? Tokyo, Kyoto, Oklahoma, Madgascar…they will all feel alike…with a slice of difference up or down…but the overall…you are, like me, alone in a new place…not your place…among people…not your people…trying your best to adapt while keeping who you really are….

Not an easy life my friend…I feel you…i’ve been there for a year and a half….and nothing seem to feel better….but still…it’s one stop in life, a station that we need to stop at and get something, lose many thing, learn stuff, and forget other stuff….but at the end of the day…life goes on…

So how far the place you are going to? and why going there in the first place?

]]> By: sandi http://yazanbadran.com/blog/2007/03/at-times/comment-page-1/#comment-3336 sandi Tue, 13 Mar 2007 19:56:00 +0000 http://yazanbadran.com/blog/2007/03/at-times/#comment-3336 hi, you have great blog, kisses from <br/>Poland :) hi, you have great blog, kisses from
Poland :)

]]> By: DUBAI JAZZ http://yazanbadran.com/blog/2007/03/at-times/comment-page-1/#comment-3335 DUBAI JAZZ Tue, 13 Mar 2007 15:35:00 +0000 http://yazanbadran.com/blog/2007/03/at-times/#comment-3335 Yazan,<br/>It seems that we expatriates, foreign students and immigrants are all destined to live our lives in a constant change.... it's like riding the train, so many people get on board, some will leave at the next stop, some will stay till their destiny calls... we will have to leave at a certain stage and embark on another ride, heading to a different destination... trains never stop, ... life journey ever stops...<br/>Take it easy Yazoon, you will be alright!<br/>Stay in touch... Yazan,
It seems that we expatriates, foreign students and immigrants are all destined to live our lives in a constant change…. it’s like riding the train, so many people get on board, some will leave at the next stop, some will stay till their destiny calls… we will have to leave at a certain stage and embark on another ride, heading to a different destination… trains never stop, … life journey ever stops…
Take it easy Yazoon, you will be alright!
Stay in touch…

]]> By: SillyBahrainiGirl http://yazanbadran.com/blog/2007/03/at-times/comment-page-1/#comment-3334 SillyBahrainiGirl Tue, 13 Mar 2007 15:07:00 +0000 http://yazanbadran.com/blog/2007/03/at-times/#comment-3334 Lovely post! I am touched :) Lovely post! I am touched :)

]]> By: abufares http://yazanbadran.com/blog/2007/03/at-times/comment-page-1/#comment-3333 abufares Tue, 13 Mar 2007 09:51:00 +0000 http://yazanbadran.com/blog/2007/03/at-times/#comment-3333 "You do not need to leave your room. Remain sitting at your table and listen. Do not even listen, simply wait, be quiet, still and solitary. The world will freely offer itself to you to be unmasked, it has no choice, it will roll in ecstasy at your feet." <br/>Franz Kafka (1883 - 1924)<br/><br/>Wherever the tides might take you... you'll be alright. “You do not need to leave your room. Remain sitting at your table and listen. Do not even listen, simply wait, be quiet, still and solitary. The world will freely offer itself to you to be unmasked, it has no choice, it will roll in ecstasy at your feet.”
Franz Kafka (1883 – 1924)

Wherever the tides might take you… you’ll be alright.

]]> By: Lujayn http://yazanbadran.com/blog/2007/03/at-times/comment-page-1/#comment-3332 Lujayn Tue, 13 Mar 2007 08:21:00 +0000 http://yazanbadran.com/blog/2007/03/at-times/#comment-3332 Yazan, we’re all going with you so it can’t be so bad! Yazan, we’re all going with you so it can’t be so bad!

]]> By: Andre http://yazanbadran.com/blog/2007/03/at-times/comment-page-1/#comment-3331 Andre Tue, 13 Mar 2007 00:33:00 +0000 http://yazanbadran.com/blog/2007/03/at-times/#comment-3331 Man you got me thinking; sometimes I feel that I left so many people behind that I can not see anyone in front.<br/><br/>May peace be with you ;) Man you got me thinking; sometimes I feel that I left so many people behind that I can not see anyone in front.

May peace be with you ;)

]]> By: Omar http://yazanbadran.com/blog/2007/03/at-times/comment-page-1/#comment-3330 Omar Mon, 12 Mar 2007 23:33:00 +0000 http://yazanbadran.com/blog/2007/03/at-times/#comment-3330 when I was in London I hated it like hell for half my stay, and feel madly in love with it for the other half. <br/>when I packed my stuff to leave my room and head back to Damascus... all the bad memories faded away, all my extremely annoying flatmates seemed like best friends, and the non-stop traffic outside my window (which always kept me awake at nights) seemed like music to my ears... I was crying my eyes out when I closed the door behind me for the last time... <br/><br/>this is the nature of departure.... you don't realize how influential can a place be until you leave it. it took me 8 years of moving and traveling until I started looking forward to the move as a start of a new experience and adventure.. I am sure Nagoia will have a whole set of new gloomy, sad, and happy memories.. and when you leave it.. you will realize how much you loved it... they are all the building bricks of your life.... <br/><br/>all in all it's just another brick in the wall<br/><br/>;-) when I was in London I hated it like hell for half my stay, and feel madly in love with it for the other half.
when I packed my stuff to leave my room and head back to Damascus… all the bad memories faded away, all my extremely annoying flatmates seemed like best friends, and the non-stop traffic outside my window (which always kept me awake at nights) seemed like music to my ears… I was crying my eyes out when I closed the door behind me for the last time…

this is the nature of departure…. you don’t realize how influential can a place be until you leave it. it took me 8 years of moving and traveling until I started looking forward to the move as a start of a new experience and adventure.. I am sure Nagoia will have a whole set of new gloomy, sad, and happy memories.. and when you leave it.. you will realize how much you loved it… they are all the building bricks of your life….

all in all it’s just another brick in the wall

;-)

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