Monday, May 27, 2019

Book Briefing: Questions Are The Answers: A Breakthrough Approach to Your Most Vexing Problems at Work and in Life


By: Reham Essam

Questions Are The Answers By: Hal Gregersen
Most of us don’t live or work in conditions so primed for questioning. We don’t even think much about questions and how, by asking more and better ones, we might unlock entirely different answers. We started out life with great creative curiosity, but we lost it along the way. Over the years I came to appreciate that perspective-changing inquiry wasn’t just about business innovation and organizational change. Questions have a curious power to unlock new insights and positive behavior change in every part of our lives. They can get people unstuck and open new directions for progress no matter what they are struggling with. Reframed questions, in whatever setting, turn out to have some fundamental things in common.
For one thing, they have a paradoxical quality of being utterly surprising in the moment they are asked but in retrospect seeming obvious. In other words they carry with them a quality of inevitability without having been inevitable at all. For another thing, they are generative. They open up space for people to do their best thinking. They don’t put anyone on the spot, demanding correct, often predetermined answers under threat of public humiliation. They invite people down an intriguing new line of thought that offers some promise of solving a problem they care about. They act like catalysts in chemical processes; they knock down barriers to thinking and channel energy down more productive pathways. On a personal level, I keep discovering how crucial it is to raise the right questions—sometimes by being caught out by not asking them.

What’s Harder than Finding New Answers?
The key to find better answers is to start by asking better questions, and it is possible to build habits of pausing to revisit questions before rushing to formulate new answers, you need to appreciate first the power of a certain kind of questioning, and avoid the traps of only working to solve problems presented in the same old ways.

Behind Every breakthrough Is A Better Question
There are things that are important to your success that you know all about, and other things unknown to you. The other axis reflects how cognizant you are of those knowledge assets and gaps; that is, you may or may not be aware that there is a piece of information out there that you need to solve your problem. Thus, there are things you know you don’t know. Better Solution are possible with a better question.

It Pays To Focus on Questioning Skills
By getting better at questioning, you raise your chances of unlocking better answers. A lot of times the question is harder than the answer, we typically worry about answers more than questions. On the other hand, some people think that computers are useless; they can only give you answers. You might start to see calls for better questions everywhere. Understanding the power of questions and emphasizing that you should get better at asking them offers a critical choice. You can begin to ask: What am I doing today and tomorrow and the next day so that better questions come into my work and my world?

Not All Questions Are Good Ones
Meanwhile, the goodness or badness of a question is also determined by the spirit in which it’s asked. The best questions are catalytic; that is, they dissolve barriers—which, in idea generation, usually come in the form of false assumptions—and channel energy down new, more productive pathways. 
Great Questions Break down Assumptions
Some questions knock down the walls that have been constraining a problem-solver’s thinking. They remove one or more of the givens in a line of thinking and open up space for inquiry that had been closed off. We commonly call this reframing. Always, the effort starts with an attempt to map the problem space correctly before jumping into building a solution. If for example, a company produces cars, it should not fall into the trap of saying “what would make our cars better?” It should take the larger perspective of remembering that a car is just a solution the customer hires to get a job done, which is to transport people to where they need to go. Think in terms of “How can we transport the customer better?” and the frame for innovation in the company’s offerings suddenly will become vastly larger.

Great Questions Engage and Energize
Questions, when they are seen as sincere requests for help, invite creative contributions from others rather than merely campaigning for their support. In most cases that additional thinking makes for better solutions, but if nothing else it generates more active support. People who cognitively engage with an issue become more invested in getting it resolved. Since so much of what we struggle with in life and work is bigger than we are, it is essential that we use the tools we have to recruit help from others, and good questions are among the best of those tools.

Time to Go Beyond Answering
Importantly, though, he always stresses the need to approach these questions with a “beginner’s mind”—constantly seeing the world with fresh eyes. You need to have a beginner’s mind to create bold innovation. Focusing on answers to settled questions is fine in many situations. In fact, it’s essential that good questions. In fact, it’s essential that good questions should lead to periods of good answering. The point is not to remain in constant questioning mode, always stepping back to rethink things instead of stepping up to make a decision and get on with life. But answering yesterday’s questions is not good enough at times when we are feeling stuck, or when innovation is imperative, or when change must happen more continuously.

The More Ways we are Stuck, The More Questions We Need
As it happens, we are collectively—and in many cases individually—in need of the power of innovation in numerous realms. There are scientific mysteries to unravel, social issues to resolve, personal difficulties to overcome. In many of these areas, progress has stalled as old ideas have run their repetitive course. Only new questions can shows the ways forward. Nothing fixed, someone seeing a problem that has others throwing up their hands, and then finding an unexpected new angle to approach it from.

Time to Get Better At Questioning
Indeed, the questions raised in many settings are time-wasting diversions if not downright toxic. Instead, it’s a certain kind of question that inspires creative problem-solving because it energizes collective thinking, inspiring collaborative work to make serious progress. By keeping a focus these questions, we can learn how to bring more of them to the surface of our lives and work.

Why Don’t We Ask More?
Learning Not to Ask
The first reason that questions don’t spring naturally to many people’s lips is that, early in life, the natural desire to ask them was checked many time— so much so that questioning impulses weakened and the desire withered away. The process takes place at school and at home, and continues as young people head off to work. By the time they are in positions where they feel at liberty to ask challenging questions, and are even required to do so for their own good that of others, they don’t know how to do it.
Anyone who has spent much time around kids knows that humans start out full of questions and are uninhibited about asking them. Most of this questioning is simple knowledge seeking and sense making, but mixed in with the factual questions are inevitably some discomfiting ones, and now and again there’s one that touches a third rail, however inadvertently. As their questions provoke responses, kids learn on two levels. They get answers (when they’re lucky) to what they are curious about, and at the same time they get signals about whether they should keep asking. Stopping to consider how a problem might be solved differently, or how a different problem might be solved differently, or how a different problem might get solved, is a regrettable cause for delay and, if the question is re-ally challenging, can bring activity to a halt, this love of productivity is a reason why questioners are discouraged, but usually it is not the whole reason. The bigger, darker reason for shutting down questioning is that these settings are also rife with power struggles.

Power Corrupts the Questioning Process
These are a more common kind of question— a kind that is easily deployed as a weapon. We see this all time in a political affair. Those attempting to gain or maintain power don’t use questions to ask permission, gain others’ perspectives, and get to know other better, or seek their counsel. They use questions to put others in their places, to catch them out and make them look stupid, or to remind them that they are obliged to stop whatever they’re doing to respond. The power hungry aren’t seekers of truth; they are seekers of advantage. Power-seeking people are tuned in to the fact that questions steer the course of conversations and that the ones doing the asking are therefore in the driver’s seat. They use questions to maintain control and, when others pose questions, ignore them or try to turn them to their advantage.
There are good questioners and bad questioners, and the worst questioners make use of questions to dominate others. But most people never pause to think that questions come in different shades of good and bad, and therefore the stinging effects of toxic questioning taint all questioning activity for them. On a deep level the come to believe that to ask a question—especially one that challenges an edge of the status quo—is to behave obnoxiously. The higher that people rise in hierarchies—based on position, expertise, ownership, charisma, or heaven forbid, all four the more their questions tend to pack a wallop and fail to encourage the challenging inquiry that could lead them and others to better ways of thinking and doing. Power tends to corrupt the questioning process and absolute power corrupts the questioning process absolutely.

Lacking the growth Mindset
Our need to safety plays itself out at many levels other than the original, familial one, and this is why we follow leaders in everyday life. To be a well-behaved child is generally no to question the teacher even when the teacher is somehow bad. When we are adults on the job it’s the same: By and large we toe the line. We do what we’re told and play by the rules, even when the rules are unfair, and those who set them badly equipped or disposed. We follow because the cost of not following is, more often than not, high.
People often hesitate to ask questions because they would rather not gain information that would make them confront a need for change. Even when, rationally, it is evident that things are not going as well as they could, there is something within individuals that is ferociously protective of the status quo. For most people, that territory is blocked off by various barriers, including emotional ones that keep them from wanting venture into it.

Where in the World Do Questions Thrives?
Questions tend to suffer, as people value the stable knowledge that is foundational to their mutual understanding and cooperation over transformative knowledge that might disrupt many existing arrangements. For those of us particularly interested in questioning behaviors, it also reinforces the notion that the natural curiosity humans are born with can be encouraged or discouraged to very different degrees depending on the circumstances in which they find themselves. If we acknowledge that whole societies, and certainly whole organizations, can trend toward keeping questions from surfacing, that should reinforce our resolve to crave out the special places in which we know they can flourish.

Cleaning a Space for Inquiry?
Parker palmer, an educator and activist when he was offered a plum job as a college president. He asked to have a “clearness committee” a process in which he group refrains from giving you advice but spends three hours asking you honest open questions to help you discover your own inner truth. Human begin life as active questioners, but as childhood progresses and the years pass that quality fades. We may not be able to change the whole world into a questioning place, but we can carve out spaces in which we establish question-friendly conditions.
What If We Brainstormed For Questions?
Over the years, I have come to realize that it is a simple matter of creating a different kind of space for people, in which the usual rules and norms are suspended and different behaviors are encouraged. More broadly, the small-scale exercise has convinced me that breakthrough thinking isn’t just a product of superior gray matter. It’s not all about the cognitive processes going on inside people’s heads. To a great degree it’s a matter of the conditions in which they find themselves—which usually discourage questioning but can be altered to invite it. If you want different behaviors to take hold, you must start by changing the setting in which people find themselves by creating a space for conversations that will spark ideas and therefore yield what we call a return on collisions.

A Small- Scale Reset
Question Burst may be an exercise that you will want to try if you are, individually or as part of a group, looking for new insights to solve a problem you care about. It consists of three steps:
1. Set the Stage
Select a challenge you care deeply about, you give it your full attention and want to engage others in thinking about it, and check your emotions about it because emotions have an impact on creative energy.
2. Generate the Questions
Brainstorm some questions within 4 mins, and once the timer goes off, do the second quick emotional check about the challenge, and get rid of negative feeling of being stuck.
3. Unpack the Questions
Study the questions and make a new path after feeling more energized by the possibility of making progress. This exercise produces at least one question that usefully reframes the problem and provides a new angle for solving it; it can help create a boarder culture of collective problem-solving and truth seeking. So these artificial conditions make people value questions and think more broadly about the conditions that favor them.

Other Forcing Functions
Some people don’t know that they don’t know the answer, so a father credits a series of gathering in places away from home where the family engaged in activities they didn’t usually pursue, creating a climate in which they could ask the right questions. If you want people to think differently, you need to put them in a different space.

Safely Unsafe Spaces
What I am advocating are spaces where people can dare to take in disconfirming information and where the questions occurring to them as a result—questions that might well be perceived as contrarian, or annoying, or flaky—can be voiced and heard. These are spaces for exploration beyond safe comfort zones. The key to feel safe was having a sense of confidence that the team will not embarrass, reject, or punish someone for speaking up.

Creating Conditions for yourself and others
The space in which question thrive are spaces where different conditions prevail, individuals can get themselves into such productive circumstances in three ways:
First, they can consciously seek out more settings where questioning conditions prevail—a carved-out safe space for questioning that doesn’t resemble the normal conditions in which one operates.
Second, you can create those conditions in pockets around you—and not only for yourself but perhaps for other as well.
Third, in your daily comings and goings in circumstances you can’t easily change, you can pack a long the condition of assuming greater wrongness as a purely personal perspective. You can make a questioning space for yourself to refuse to capitulate to the conditions that are suppressing your imagination and voice.

Who revels in Being Wrong?
The point is acquiring the questioning habit, and to keeps looking at problems from different angles. This is why a different question could penetrate thoughts in the first place, and it’s also why some people stopped to engage with it. And it’s a habit we should even love to see in others. The model of colleagues are challengers—since they challenge the status quo— who wake up in the morning asking questions, because they understand that the world is bigger than what they can see. They accomplish great things because they always suspect there is some other, better way to get something done, or another thing they can do, and they put a question mark on everything we are doing, all the time.

Wrongness As A Condition
Nothing shuts down questioning activity more than the determination to be—and be seen to be—unquestionably right. When we are sure we are right, or convinced that a decision must be made without delay, we leap to ready answers and shut down further inquiry. We resist opening up the discovery process and pressure others to close it down. Questions don’t arise whenever we are wrong. It’s only on those rare occasions when we think we’re wrong. And for most of us it’s only when we are practically hit in the face with how wrong we have been that questions start to get our attention. Sometimes new information makes it obvious. This tends to be the way with scientific discovery. If you want to find a new angle on a problem and ultimately find a breakthrough solution, you must rid yourself of the impulse always to display deep competence. For the right questions to surface, you must spend more time feeling mistaken.

Stale Mental Models
By focusing on mental models, you go straight to the deepest level of potential wrongness, the level that is hardest and most valuable for us to question in ourselves. It’s hardest for a few reasons: it requires not just learning but unlearning; it’s the kind of questioning that we get the least practice doing; and it exposes a layer of knowledge most people give no thought to all.

Try Being Wrong More
You should be very thoughtful about how to overcome this natural resistance to push yourself to move further into the territory of what of what you don’t know you don’t know, always listening for the weak signals you might be missing. In order to develop a more prevailing suspicion that you might be wrong—and not just at the top layer of facts but at the deeper layer of assumptions and mental models—is to educate yourself about cognitive biases. This is the very human habit of seeing what we want to see. Having formed a hypothesis that something is true about the world, we are more apt to note and file away evidence that helps to confirm that while passing over the evidence around us that would suggest otherwise. This isn’t a deliberate refusal to acknowledge the challenging data; missing it is an unconscious phenomenon. That’s just one from cognitive bias; some attempts to list all the others run to over a hundred entries.

Check Your Certitude
Despite there are many books about our limiting cognitive habits, and despite the fact that we live in an era where it is easy to access information that could reveal so much of our wrongness to us, people become less willing to entertain doubts about their rightness. Our increasingly digitally intermediated lives also grant us a greater ability to surround ourselves with inputs that only reinforce our going-in assumptions and exclude ones that challenge us. Some people spent most of their lives being wrong, and the whole story is about civilization’s progress, is repeated discovery that some beliefs, assumptions, or conventional wisdom that guided people in the past were deeply wrong. Yet we go through life without doubting that these days we have it right. If you are certain that you are looking in the eyes of the truth, you won’t even attempt to find a better solution, and you will be trapped into either/or decisions.
Getting Systematic About It
Five ways to learn that you are wrong and adjust your path, a state of doubt about your rightness:
1. Ask fir brutally honest reports from the people who work directly for you
2. Check in with different vantage points
3. Explain to people why you depend on them to educate you
4. Find ways for people to say you don’t get it
5. Encourage the issue raisers in the ranks

Why Would Anyone Seek Discomfort?
You should know that where you stumble, there your treasure lies, if you want to come up with better questions and better solutions—you should spend more time in conditions where questions thrive.

Beware the Bubble
Privileged people now live in a bubble, but no wonder moving out of your element transforms you into a more active seeker. You need to go to places that you are not feeling comfortable; you need to try to push and find out where are the boundaries to pinpoint the blind spot there.

Benefits of Getting Out of Your Comfort Zone
Famously, discomfort spurs a lot f innovation. Problem-solvers habitually focus on pain points. 
The Element of Surprise:
It’s challenging to work with others, who don’t resemble you on multiple dimensions, but from that discomfort, catalytic questions arise and creative insights are born.

The Power of Distraction: 
Better results came with task switching, because distractions create time and space for mind the surface questions and insights that otherwise can’t happen.
The Benefit of Conflict:
Many of us feel discomfiture when we suddenly see an assumption we have been making or something we have been missing, and we feel awkward or guilty about it, and then we realize how we are profoundly disconnected from consequences of our own choices and actions. So don’t surrender to normal circumstances and isolate yourself, you should hear and see things you normally won’t know about them.
Practice to Do This with Some Discipline
Few suggestions to understand logically how uncomfortable conditions can yield benefits and another to actually seek them out:
1. Live somewhere else far away
2. Take the scenic route
3. Shake your entourage
4. Face your critics
5. Head for the cheap seats
6. Don’t overdo it
7. Audit your comfort level

The Dreaded Comfy Chair
The point of travelling is to journey into complication, even contradiction; to confront the questions that you never have to think about at home and you are not sure can ever be easily answered.

Will You Be Quiet?
Successful individuals compose and wait. Composing these steady-state layers deliberately, think conditions of being more wrong and uncomfortable, they can then wait—impatiently, but with confidence that some valuable insight will materialize. 
1. Transmission Trouble
2. Listen For the Unexpected
3. Silence Your Own Voice
4. Get Ready For Surprises
5. Become Approachable
6. Actively Seek Passive Data
7. Silent Mode Thinking Time
8. Read Daily, Read Deeply
9. Clear Your Head and Heart
10. The Sound Of Silence


How Do You Channel The Energy?
People who are able to transform their questions and ideas into actual accomplishments are people who really uplift society.

Six Stages to channel the energy:

1. Escalating the Questions: Look for the next, bigger implication of the question to solve it.
2. Cascading the Questions: Use energizing question to achieve impact.
3. Managing the Emotional Arc: Unlock answers hold the power to spark our imagination, and give us reason to hope. But, negative mood makes us miss interesting solution. 
4. What A great Coach Does: A Coach changes the internal environment of people by questions to be productive.
5. Questioning Capital: Same question is posed by different people creates very different responses.
6. Learning to tell the tale: Use character-driven stories with emotional content to make key points.

Can We Raise A Next Generation of Questioners?
Most of the great innovators in multiple stages of their lives were around adults who taught them the act of asking and gave them opportunities to engage in the act of creation.

Seven stages to raise whole generation of good questioners:

1. Schooled in Questioning
2. Drawing on a Box of Questions
3. Nothing The Question That produced The Answer
4. Increasing Wait time
5. Celebrating Questioners
6. Learning on Ed Tech to Achieve Answer Recall
7. Shifting to Project-Centered Learning

What Age Can you Start Being an Artist?
Giving voice for voiceless will create many better questions among them from the very beginning through the following:

1. Extracurricular Questioning: Create better space for questioning in schools.
2. A Digital Heaven for Questioning—Or Hell: Although it empowered conservative people to ask questions regarding sensitive subjects, but it let some wait for the right answer, instead of trying.
3. Questioning Begins At Home: The greatest thing is to grow up in a family that encourages intellectual curiosity.
4. The Campus Challenge: As a student, you are judged by how well you answer questions .But in life, you are judged by your questions.
5. Never Too Late: Speak up in support of the questioners among your colleagues.
6. Expect Different Questions: Don’t shut down any voice.

Why Not Aim for the Biggest Questions?
The bigger the problem or the opportunity in the world, the bigger the insight we need—and the bigger the questions we should be prepared to ask.

To Ask A Mighty Question: If you can properly phrase the question, then the answer is the easy part.
Learning To Live the Questions: Have patience with everything unsolved in your heart, then you will find the way into the answer perhaps someday far in the future.
Stepping Up to the Big Picture: The process of asking questions helps make sure that we haven’t missed larger and fundamental issues.
In The Business of Questioning: They ask big questions even as they are making the world much more aware of the power of raising them.
Asking the Big Social Questions: Use the power to translate the questions into a serious sense of resolve and find their ways to energizing answers.
Big Means Fundamental: Powerful questions should be long term, and strong enough to survive and surpass setback, delays, pain, and failure.

Epilogue

What Will You Ask of Yourself?
We all have keystone questions guiding us through life—whether or not we are consciously aware of them. People who have spent time clarifying their purpose have often distilled it down to a compelling motto of some kind, or declaration of intent. Nevertheless, with what you have you can reflect light into the dark places of this world—into the dreary places in the heart of others—and change some things in some people. Perhaps other may see and do likewise. Ask yourself what dark place will I find in need of light, and how will I manage to reflect some into it?
It’s a wonderful thing when someone perceives at early age the question that drives their journey of discovery through life. On the other side of the coin, failure is not trying, and if you’re not living on the edge, you’re taking up too much space; you should try new things to spread your wings in life. If you didn’t try, you would realize later it was because you had let the wrong question take hold of your life early and never brought it clearly out into the cold light of the day to examine it.
Learning to compose and wait means consciously deciding to spend some period of time being rather quiet, feeling rather uncomfortable, and accepting that you might just be wrong. It directly serves the purpose of forging better questions. Look for the photograph in a different way, inviting people to challenge your fundamental assumptions with their content.
You can shift your keystone question, moreover, fate and endless conversation with friends will open up your heart to live on its outside to enjoy the complex beauty of the door’s surface and not be pulled into the darkness of that hole. Discover the questions to live by, and allow them to reflect light in your life.


Book Briefing: Beautiful Bodies: A memoir

By: Reham Essam
Beautiful Bodies by Kimberly Rae Miller
I’d been on a diet for over twenty years; two-thirds of my life had been spent thinking about food and how to avoid it, and I was tired of analyzing every sandwich I met. But I didn’t know how to eat without a diet. I didn’t know what my body was supposed to look like or how to see it as anything more than a “before” photo.
If I was grappling with something I didn’t understand—hormones, homework, boys, or bullies— I would find a book by someone who did understand, and the world seemed a lot more manageable. I didn’t know how much I should eat, but I knew less was better, and each day I had a competition with myself to eat less than the day before. In the Irony of all ironies, my lifelong struggle between dieting constantly and finding peace with my body had led to a career I loved.
Patience And Fortitude
Being a writer was a complete accident, but it was always in the making: I’m addicted to dieting. I’ve never met a diet I didn’t want to try. I have eaten nothing but meat, nothing but raw vegetables, nothing but fruit, nothing but juice. I have counted points, calories, and scarfed down all my meals in a six-hour feeding window. All of it in the name of weight loss. Dieting is my real hobby.
I have come to rely on the structure and hope diets provide as a way of anchoring myself in the world. When there are no rules or promises to life, a diet provides them. When things are at their most stressful, calorie counting is a refuge of control. I am aware that this is very much in line with disordered eating behavior. If we stopped being ashamed of our bodies, the whole diet industry would collapse. I like being employed as a writer, so I have mixed feelings about that, but I could probably find another job, and I would be curious to see a society that doesn’t revolve round people constantly trying to hate themselves into perfection.

The Inuit Diet
Inuit culture a chance to study the effect s of a high–fat, high–protein, low–carbohydrate diet on health and dental hygiene. In this thirty-year-old memory, I watch as the Sesame street crew follows an Inuit girl living Arctic Alaska as she goes about her daily life. She spends a little time with her grandfather in a hut he’d made from snow that he’d use while fishing and helps her mother prepare food in their perfectly status quo. From what I could tell, life evolved mostly around not freezing to death. Her key to survival: eating fat. Following her theory, I had a taste for fat, its creamy, savory essence that evolved into a chewy, salty gum of sorts; I knew that the Inuit were onto something. Fat is delicious. And it would keep me warm. Food had a purpose. I realized that what I ate could have an effect on my life, on my overall happiness. I’d never given much thought to my body—but now it was something I could control with food.

You Should Be Ashamed Of Yourself
We can trace our body-shaming ways back to the Bible. Right there, in the beginning, Adam and Eve just hung out in the Garden of Eden, being naked and loving it: “And they were both naked, the man and his wife, and were not ashamed.” Their shameless naked unemployment lasts for only a few paragraphs. Once they eat something that they aren’t supposed to, everything changes: their bodies become totems of ignominy, and they are left scrambling to sew a few fig leaves together to cover themselves, to hide their bodies. The Bible was inspiration for America’s first diet-reform movement, led by none other than cracker was invented in 1829, not as a vehicle for chocolate and marshmallows but as away to ward off unholy sexual urges through good old-fashion wheat germ. 
Graham, a Presbyterian minister, become America’s first diet guru in the early 1830s when he toured the country, preaching his nutritive gospel. He warned that diet, health, and morality were inseparable, and in order to maintain balance between the three, spices, tea, coffee, refined grains, milk, meat, alcohol, and tobacco should be avoided entirely. In fact, the only way to ensure foods did not excite the spirit and lead to depravity was to follow a simple diet of vegetables, unrefined flour, and clean water. In other words, boringness is next to godliness. The teachings mirrored those of Graham’s when it came to the relationship between food and morality. 
I remember the exact moment I started to see myself as nothing but a failed body. I was in second grade and I weighed 125 pounds. I didn’t actually. I just thought I did. My mother weighted 125 pounds. She had mentioned her weight in passing and I, not being great with pronouns or active listening, decided she was talking about me. I didn’t know how much I was supposed to weigh at seven, but I knew that 125 pounds was too much. My body was no longer an extension of my thoughts or feelings, but something else entirely: a betrayer. I allowed these new feelings of sadness and failure to consume me, for hours, maybe a day, before I finally broke under the weight of my despair and started to cry in the middle of quiet study at school.

The King And I (Go To Fat Camp)
King William’s alcohol-only diet didn’t seem to have changed his girth that much, as evidenced by fact that king did not fit in his coffin. As the church attendant tasked with preparing his body for burial smashed and smooshed his unembalmed, bacteria-riddled belly into his coffin, it become evident that William was too rotund to close the casket, and so he had an unplanned open-casket funeral.
 I was obsessed with fat camp. I could spend hours inspecting the various flavors the camps came in some promised the college experiences: spending the summer in a university’s dorms, using the fitness center, and eating in the cafeteria. Others promised a woodsy affair, offering a traditional sleep away camp with nature-based activities. Some boasted hotel accommodations and daily maid service. All of them promised I would make friendships that would last a lifetime and, more importantly. Return to my real life a more beautiful and confident me than I’d ever been before. My parents refused to drive me to camp— I’d gone against their wishes and was relegated to taking the bus to some town.
By the time my two-week fat-camp adventure was over, I was actually psyched to hit the scale. I’d spent a cumulative fifty-six hours exercising and had survived on ice pops and salad, the only mess-hall items I could stomach. I was sure that I was at least ten pounds lighter, and so on my last day of camp I met with nutrition staff to review my “life plan” and find out what my effort had earned me, but the counselor told me “It’s all muscle.”
Butts and Bellies
The good news is that I’m good in bed. I’ve always wondered about that. The bad news is that I fell in love with someone who wasn’t sure whether my problem areas were his deal breakers. I don’t know why I started reading Roy’s e-mail talking to his friend about my big butt and belly. Actually, I do know why I started reading his e-mail. I didn’t trust him, since it was by e-mail that I had found out that Paul had cheated on me. Paul and I had been together for almost four years. He was the first man I slept with, my first boyfriend, the first man I loved.
 At twenty-one I just wanted to lose my virginity before it become an embarrassing accessory; love I was a little more reticent about. The girl with Paul sent me an e-mail discussing their sex life. My first reaction is always rational, practical. A Calm before my emotional storm, I thought of reasons he’d depressed about in life, about us, but in the four years we’d been together we’d never even had a fight. Our life, our relationship, was so completely status quo. We read the NewYork Times together in bed on Sunday mornings, talked politics at local bars, sang karaoke in Koreatown, and went in vacation with couple friends. We spent holidays with his family and talked about our future, about hypothetical kids and hypothetical apartments we’d live in—together—one day. You don’t cheat on people you don’t cheat on people you’re planning a future with.
In the three years after Paul and I broke up, I’d dated a lot of really great guys and a few not-so-great guys. Each time I reminded myself that they weren’t him. They had never knowingly hurt me, but that didn’t seem to matter to the part of my brain that allowed me to feel comfortable letting my guard down around men who might want to see me naked one day. So in Roy’s Computer there was an access to his social media and email accounts, I started searching for anything he had confessed to friends about me. It didn’t take long for the e-mail to come up. He Had written to a friend about me, and his friend response was that he needed to get out immediately, because if I was chunky now, and he’d end up miserable with a fatty and ultimately screw up for life. 

The Birth and Death of Body Acceptance
The therapist I saw after our house had burned down had recommended the journal as a therapeutic tool so that I could reflect on my family’s loss privately, but I never wrote about the fire or mourning my pets, about leaving my friends, or less-than-stellar adjustment I was making at my new school. I didn’t write about how our new house had started to fill up with the same clutter we’d escaped in our old house or my parents fighting. Writing things down made them permanent, and I didn’t want history to reflect any of it. Therefore, I tried to skip this part from my life.

There isn’t a single chapter of my life where I wasn’t following some type of diet—expect for two outlying periods when I allowed myself to exist in the world without a diet to organize my days around. The first time was when I was eighteen and studying abroad in the Netherlands, I lost weight although I ate everything. When I went to meet my parents at the airport on the way home, my mother walked right past me. After Paul left I ate all the things, my second period of untracked consumption, rebellion against all the years of carefully planned meal and deprivation that was supposed to shield me from failure and disappointment. Quickly. Uncomfortably. I hated myself, but that was nothing new. I hid myself from the world, avoid social events and backing out of auditions. I didn’t want anyone to see me the way I really was. However, I wanted to be a star, I spent my weekends going on tours of law schools. I wasn’t completely sure I wanted to be a lawyer, but I wanted to go to school, to do something normal, grounded people did. I wanted to get away from the city and industry I shared with Paul. I liked the idea of spending my days behind a desk in an air-conditioned office. I didn’t have to be an actor, someone who was constantly struggling to be funny enough, flirty enough, pretty enough, someone whose weight was a commodity to be hired and fired by; I could just be a normal person who was allowed to be imperfect.
When my acceptance letter started to roll in, I wasn’t excited, but I was resolved to trying out a completely different life.  I didn’t want to be a lawyer. I wanted to be the poster girl for a movement I’d never heard of; therefore I have worked in modeling for a while. Then one day, I found Self magazine ran an annual diet series, and it was the perfect opportunity to brown nose the mothership. I followed the twelve-week magazine diet as best I could and blogged about it in what was supposed to be a short-lived blog called The Kim Challenge—I just wanted the producers might notice me as a writer, and they asked me to write for their blog network.
I kept writing my personal blog in addition to my daily column on Elastic Waist. And I bought it, hook, line, and sinker. I was a believer; we’re all in this together. Every time I sat down at my computer to work on my post for the day, I opened a new vein of insecurity, and the strangers on the other side of my words wrote back that they understood. Being on a diet meant that I was trying, but I’d never actually admitted how much my weight consumed me, how it had dictated every decision I made. People I didn’t know wrote to me regularly to tell me they felt the exact same way. I wouldn’t ever be thin enough to be thin enough and I didn’t weigh enough to have an acceptable place in the size-acceptance movement. So, I decided right then and there that I had found the secret; the key to being thin was being busy and happy. That was it, I thought. I just had to be busy and happy all the time and I would stay thin.

Canadian Pill Pushers
It wasn’t your fault; life handed you an unfair hand; now take these pills and everything will be better. Every story was mine at some point or another. There was always a reason to be fat, blame to be placed genetics, boyfriends, jobs, and traumas. None of us had gained weight because we wanted to. Two-thirds of Americans are overweight, and every one of us feels alone in it. I started popping pills from the giant unmarked jug as soon as I got home from my info session. But first I’d Googled all the ingredients. For the most part they were made up of caffeine and herbs with laxative qualities. They wouldn’t kill me. They probably wouldn’t make me thinner either, but they would at least keep me awake and help me poop.

Fight or Flight
I’d been dieting since I was a child, and even when I was thin for me I never seemed to be thin enough for anyone else—not my boyfriends, not my agents, not the trolls on the internet, not for diet-pill companies. My weight was the one thing in my life I couldn’t overcome; my butt was going to undermine my relationship with Roy as his friend told him on the e-mail.
I didn’t confess to being a big-butt-and-bellied snoop when Roy came home. I pretended it was just any other night of new-couple bliss, but I was in fight-or-flight mode. I could break things off with him now and leave him to the models and dancers he preferred, or I could diet harder. I didn’t want to break up with Roy. I liked him, more than I liked anyone in a long time. But I wanted him to like me as I was—that’s how romance is supposed to work, right? His email encapsulated everything I’d ever believed about myself: I was almost good enough, if it weren’t for my body. And my body was my fault. I couldn’t lose weight because I loved me now, but maybe I could lose weight because I wanted to love Roy. I caught a glance at my body one day while Roy and I were having sex, and for the first time ever, I thought that I looked sexy. It was the only moment in my life, other than the moment in the hotel room before my first and only pageant that I looked at my body with approval, the outline of my ribs evident through my skin. That was also the night Roy told me he loved me for the first time.

Fifty Pounds To Galilee
I didn’t believe him. I knew he was lying. If I was too fat for him when we met, I must have been monstrous to him now. I did believe that he loved me: it was just that he did so despite my body. Two years passed between when we met and when I submitted my book, and in that time he hadn’t missed a day of sending me a text to tell me he was thinking of me; he called regularly before we moved in together; and he never let two days pass without planning a night for us. He kept being wonderful, and I was just getting fatter and sadder and fatter. After Roy’s proposal, I was in starry-eyed bliss for about five minutes before I started tallying the calories, I needed to go on a wedding diet.

Broken Bodies
I had dieted successfully on a slightly screwed-up thyroid most of my life. Now nothing was working. I was supposed to be my most beautiful self on my wedding day, but I had reached a point where I refused to even look in a mirror or go out in public. I declined the engagement party my parents wanted to throw us, not wanting there to be any photographic evidence of my existence, and I started to feign feeling tried or sick whenever Roy planned a date night that involved other people.
My social awkwardness was the price he paid for falling in love with in introvert, but he was mad at me. I’d crossed a line when I’d started encouraging him to go out to events alone—a compromise, I thought— so he could still be social and I could still be invisible. He kept saying “Your body is tricky. That’s all. Maybe you should see nutritionist.”
I’d picked the latest possible appointment because my work schedule was always a little unpredictable. The nutritionist’s office was already dimmed; the secretaries had already gone home for the day and turned the decorative lamps placed around the waiting room off, leaving only the faint fluorescent ones in their place. Three of the four offices were empty and dark, but I could hear voices behind the one closed door.
Alison, the doctor, was twenty-six-year-old, she had an eagerness that made me nervous but was also sort of endearing—I remembered being fresh from school and wanting so desperately for people to take me seriously, and for the most part people had given me the benefit of the doubt. She was wearing a dress, while I wore cardigan. Cardigans are like the security blankets of clothes, hiding muffin tops and covering strain fabric seams. Or at least that’s what I told myself. She listened attentively and took notes, nodding when appropriate. After the BMR test, she said that I have a broken metabolism.
Eat less, move more was a mantra I had lived by, but I’d taken it to extremes for more than half my life, and I had broken my body, as my body had no idea what to do with food anymore after eating less amount of food. So Alison said we need to build my metabolism back up, through eating up to 1,800 calories besides eating slowly to allow my body to eventually adjust. I was shocked; it was double what I was currently burning efficiently.
Roy, the sexy Dr.Phil told me that metabolism isn’t an organ; I can’t break it. It’s the rate between building and destroying tissue, and an intricate combination of systems: hormonal, thermoregulatory, and biomechanical. There are no instances of people leaving periods of extreme caloric deprivation heavier.
After hesitation, I decided to confess to Roy about  the e-mail that I had read 3 years ago that he sent to his friend about my body, and apologize for invading his privacy and ask for clarification why he is about to marry me although he doesn’t like my body. I expected he will be mad at me, but instead he said really quickly that my weight became a non-issue for him, he looked ashamed. Not the reaction I was expecting and he added “My priorities were screwed up.” 
I kept up my reverse diet even after the wedding, but I stopped paying to see Alison. Roy and I wanted to buy an apartment and have kids, and I needed that money to go toward the things that really mattered. Maintaining my over weight status didn’t feel all that important. I had spent a lifetime dieting, and it had made me heavier. I didn’t have a specific weight or calorie goal to hit, but my whole life had been about achieving the unachievable.

Evolving Venuses
The truth is that for most of human history, our ancestors simply had less food available and had to work much harder for it. Whether they go fat or not and when they did have access to food had more to do with where they lived than instinct and self-control. Genetics was a perfect excuse for all my many imperfections and a valid reasoning point for why my friends could eat cookies without feeling bad about themselves and I couldn’t. 
Two people of similar weight, height, body shape, and lifestyle can eat the same foods but with vastly different results. Some people require fewer calories than others. Their bodies are models of metabolic efficiency: they seem to hardly need any food at all the function in the world, and if they were to eat the recommended amount of food suggested by governing guidelines, they would actually gain weight. Their body is a great betrayer, who can bump up the needle on the scale in one moderately indulgent weekend.

Whose Line is It Anyway?
Food.Sex.And. According to my wise best friend, Anna, all men are made up of a simple trifecta of priorities.  The “and” is what changes from man to man. For her boyfriend it’s cars. For my husband it’s superheroes— mostly in the form of comics, but superhero movies are still a matter of utmost importance in our home.
Once I agreed with Roy that we want a baby, I proceeded to dunk several more tests in my fresh cup of morning pee. All with the same result, a faint pink line, the pink line got darker over the next few days, and as it did our priorities changed. But first, I wanted to tell my parents. Roy thought we should wait until we were further along, but I assured him that was just for friends. Parents should be told right away. Plus I said” if something goes wrong, I’m going to need my mom.”
My mom had described to me, in detail, repeatedly, all the foods I could and could not have now that I was pregnant. I had changed my diet completely, happily, as soon as that line turned pink. I had no problem nixing anything with artificial colors or sweeteners, which we didn’t eat much of anyway. I added four hundred calories to my daily allowance, not because I was afraid my regular, diet-conscious eating habits were too minimal to make a new human. I’d deal with being fat later; the next nine months were about the baby, and I loved it.
I didn’t want history to repeat itself. I was pregnant now, and that made me feel like the clock was ticking; I needed to find peace with my body. It was going to change, it was going to get fatter, and the amount of fat I have could not be my priority any longer. I was making a new person. There was a part of me that secretly wished that my baby wasn’t a she, because the world is so much harder on girls. The pressure to be everything, to be smart but also to be beautiful, ambitious but also supportive of everyone else, carefree but thoughtful, full of personality and gravitas but also in great shape— it’s a tightrope that I’ve fallen  from on many occasions. The feminist in me wants to say,”Fuck the tightrope,” but the truth is I don’t know who I would be without it; my whole life has been centered around my performance. I suppose there are different battles men fight, but I honestly don’t think they’re as hard to balance. The dilemma is how could I teach my baby to respect women’s bodies when I didn’t respect mine?
I started bleeding three days later…

What To Expect When You‘re Losing Your Baby
The ultrasound wand entered my body and my baby appeared bigger than the last time, but the flicker of his heart was gone. The doctor moved the wand around looking, but I knew she wouldn’t find it. He was only measuring six weeks and two days.  This baby was wanted. No one had acknowledged that yet, not me, not Roy. We had gotten pregnant easily, surprisingly easily, and it was sort of a high-five moment.  The doctor kept saying I’m sorry. It wasn’t his fault. It was mine. My body wasn’t good enough. My metabolism killed my baby. Then, the doctor added that we can re-try to have a new baby but after two months. I wondered what it would be like to have sex with the sole purpose of making a baby. I didn’t want that, but I could see myself becoming obsessed with tracking ovulation dates and cervical mucus. It seemed like a crappy way to make a baby. Not out of love but out of sense of failure.
I talked to my body while I waited for the ills to work their way through my system. We were going to have to go through my system. We were going to have to go through this together.
I’m sorry. This is going to be hard and it’s going to hurt. I’m sorry we have to go through this. But I will take care of you.
I hadn’t had any connection to my body since I was seven years old. I’d made it the villain of my life story—I blamed everything on it. If I didn’t get the part, I blamed my body. If I didn’t get the guy, I blamed my body. If I didn’t like who I was, I blamed my body. But I didn’t want to blame it anymore. I wanted a truce. I wasn’t ready to love it, but I didn’t want to hate it anymore.

Ending An Era
I’d never put much stock in the five-stages-of-grief idea. People in my life had died, and I’d been sad and missed them, but I always understood and accepted it. Miscarrying was something else. I couldn’t justify it. I knew that miscarriages were common. I knew that it didn’t mean I’d never have another baby. I knew it hadn’t had any thoughts or feelings— it wasn’t a person who had died tragically; I wasn’t mourning a baby that I’d held in my arms and cared for and loved. I didn’t miss him; I didn’t know him/her. I understood that I was mourning the idea that I was going to be a mother, the experience of being pregnant. I just needed to get over it and do it again. It wasn’t a happy ending; it wasn’t even a silver lining. I wished desperately that I’d never been pregnant at all. Even if I never lost another pound, I needed to reach peace with myself. The only pictures I had with my mother were from my wedding. I didn’t want to be the kind of mom who never took pictures with her family. Didn’t leave memories for her children to hold on to, I didn’t want to pass on my deep-seated insecurities to my kids. I needed to actually take some time to live in it the way it was instead of hiding from it. I will always love diets and the hope they give me, but I will love them for what they are, a fantasy, and I will not let them hurt me again. Chasing the ideal body is like chasing the horizon— it’s all a matter of perspective. I’ll never really get there, but I’ll appreciate the view as I try.

Epilogue
In the past twenty-two weeks I’ve gained seven pounds, but it looks like more. My face has thinned, but my breasts are huge, and the roundness of my belly has moved up and up. I have officially had to transition out of pants that button, and my maternity jeans have just started to reach the point where I don’t have to pull them up constantly. I look pregnant. There are some habits that die hard, and each month on my way to the doctor, I make sure whatever it is I’m wearing is on the light side. I ate whatever I wanted, it was the first time to drink milk, and eat burger. I know it won’t always be like this, but I hope it will. Not the hungry part, the being okay with being hungry part.


Tuesday, January 23, 2018

Celebration of Humanity with the greatest showman on earth



The creator for the first circus in the world


By: Reham Essam





The Greatest Showman is a 2017 American musical drama film directed by Michael Gracey in his directorial debut, written by Jenny Bicks and Bill Condon and starring Hugh Jackman, Zac Efron, Michelle Williams, Rebecca Ferguson, and Zendaya. The film is inspired by the story of P. T. Barnum's creation of the Barnum & Bailey Circus and the lives of its star attractions.





The Greatest Showman received mixed reviews, with praise for the cast (particularly Jackman), music and production value but criticism for the artistic license taken, with some reviewers calling it "faux-inspiring and shallow". At the 75th Golden Globe Awards, the film received three nominations: Best Motion Picture – Musical or Comedy, Best Actor – Musical or Comedy (Jackman), and Best Original Song 
("This Is Me"), winning the latter.




Phineas Taylor Barnum (July 5, 1810 – April 7, 1891) was an American showman, politician and businessman remembered for promoting celebrated hoaxes and for founding the Barnum & Bailey Circus (1871-2017).Although Barnum was also an author, publisher, philanthropist, and for some time a politician, he said of himself, "I am a showman by profession...and all the gilding shall make nothing else of me, and his personal aim was to put money in his own coffers. Barnum is widely, but erroneously, credited with 
coining the phrase "There's a sucker born every minute".  


   

Born in Bethel, Connecticut, Barnum became a small-business owner in his early twenties, and founded a weekly newspaper, before moving to New York City in 1834. He embarked on an entertainment career, first with a variety troupe called "Barnum's Grand Scientific and Musical Theater", and soon after by purchasing Scudder's American Museum, which he renamed after himself. Barnum used the museum as a platform to promote hoaxes and human curiosities such as the Feejee mermaid and General Tom Thumb. In 1850 he promoted the American tour of singer Jenny Lind, paying her an unprecedented $1,000 a night for 150 nights.


After economic reversals due to bad investments in the 1850s, and years of litigation and public humiliation, he used a lecture tour, mostly as a temperance speaker, to emerge from debt. His museum added America's first aquarium and expanded the wax-figure department. While in New York, he converted to Universalism and was a member of the Church of the Divine Paternity, now the Fourth Universalist Society in the City of New York.



Barnum did not enter the circus business until he was 60 years old. In Delavan, Wisconsin in 1870 with William Cameron Coup, he established "P. T. Barnum's Grand Traveling Museum, Menagerie, Caravan & Hippodrome, a traveling circus, menagerie and museum of "freaks." It went through various names: "P.T. Barnum's Travelling World's Fair, Great Roman Hippodrome and Greatest Show On Earth," and after an 1881 merger with James Bailey and James L. Hutchinson, "P.T. Barnum's Greatest Show On Earth, And The Great London Circus, Sanger's Royal British Menagerie and The Grand International Allied Shows United," soon shortened to "Barnum & Bailey's." This entertainment phenomenon was the first circus to display three rings, which made it the largest circus 
the world had ever seen.



Barnum with the real dwarf man

No matter what was the real reason behind this great idea, but this man will always be a legend  for creating fantasy dreamy world from extraordinary people who thought that they had to hide for the rest of their lives, he gave them a magical life to hug their techni - color world. 


Annie Jones was born in 1865. Her chin was covered in hair, which caused her parents some concern
the most famous of all the bearded ladies from the Victorian era,Not only did she sport a heavy, full beard, but she also had exceptionally long hair, more than 1.8 meters (6 ft) in length. She was a good singer with exceptional etiquette. Jones continued to tour as a bearded lady for 36 years in Barnum circus.



Wednesday, November 22, 2017

Love Dilemma in relationships and forever theory

By:  Reham Essam




Love is one word of a million flavors, so it's not just the happiness we will feel. Love also contains pain, even painful if betrayed. If sadness caused by love is overwhelming, we need positive activity as a distraction to forget our little sadness. One alternative is to make a sad love poem. The poems we make can be heartbreaking and memories of what we feel right now, and if you are not talented enough to write poetry, don't worry. There are many other ways to let off some steam like sharing sad posts on Facebook or even read poems for other authors this if you are left in the past and lost on your beloved eyes and never want to heal.



The mystery of love is much greater than the mystery of death because there is no reasonable cause that can explain it, and at the middle of your chaos, you find a warm heart that collects your pieces all over again and you share your life with another someone as if you were born yesterday night. For sure it's exchanged responsibility to make your partner happy, so the keyword here is Sacrifices I think this is how it goes if you want to make the end of your story "and they lived happily ever after".




The greatest thing I have ever learned is just to love and be loved in return even in friendships or normal daily life relationships, also to always forgive others because at the end  they are human beings who commit mistakes and so do I. However, I am doing this not for their sake, I want to keep my inner peace. Imagine your life and the time, power, and energy lost while fighting with other just to prove your point of view or to be stubborn for silly shallow stuff that you can just get over them and stop acting like a naive kid who is out of control. When the problem is over or even left hanged without solution form both sides, you discover after many years that it would be better if you just scarified with this little thing, or if you said sorry and proved it by actions before it was too late.


If you have friends, I mean real friends who know that friendship is a vow to stand by your side in tough times not just to hang out to eat in an expensive restaurant or go to the club together. It's rare in our time to find people who appreciate your presence and accept your flaws just because they love you and both of you exert effort to show love and make this relation last as long as forever; getting out of someone's life after you were too close under any type of relationships is really hard to be stranger after you know each detail about the other's life. Unfortunately, this is life and your friend may turn to an enemy or even worst as he/she knew too much about the real you, so it's a good revenge to use your secrets and beat you on your point of weakness.




Nothing lasts forever if we don't exert much effort to keep it, and human nature is really complicated you follow your heart and some signs and this is a risk. The dilemma of "What if?" when you are talking to yourself  after midnight to review your daily story-line and the decisions that you had taken put you on this endless cycle because you will run to escape from your thoughts or end up by writing your last letter and then suicide. Just think always about consequences and if you have emotions for these people don't let them go because they commit a silly mistake that can be solved by honest communication from all sides.



Relationships aren't easy just be up to your word and give your partner something concrete to prove that you really care no matter your age and know that when you choose to live with someone you should accept every detail about him/her, and be aware that you lost that luxury to choose again. Instead of searching for alternative partner or friend, be mature enough to tackle the problem that you already face.


Is it better to take the wrong train or miss it?

I accidentally bought the wrong ticket!

By: Reham Essam

First of all, there is no need to stress. It happens to the best of us.

Depending on your ticket conditions, you will have a variety of options. If your ticket is Semi-Flexible or Flexible ticket you can see this information if you look at your ticket on the website or app or on your ticket confirmation email then you can cancel your ticket and receive a refund easily. In order to cancel your ticket, "click here" to find out exactly what to do.  Once you have cancelled your ticket, you can book a new one for the right day or/ time.



I heared these words when I booked a ticket for Alexandia, and then I found that I hold a ticket for Aswan. I asked myself is it better to catch up the wrong train or miss it?



Sometimes we find ourselves faced with difficult choices. We can be staring at two options and almost literally feel torn between which one to choose.We might know what the right choice is, but we might still have the desire to make the wrong one. Life is filled with moments in which you feel as if you are standing in a fork in the road, looking down two potential paths, and wondering which way you should go. Sometimes we find ourselves lost, uncertain of which path will lead us home.



Other times we know which path will lead us further away and, yet, we might be so curious that we want to take that path. The wonderful thing about life is that we often have the option to travel down many different paths. However, that ability to make choices can also be one of the most terrifying things about life.



Bad decisions were useful at some point, as it helped you to master the art of self forgiveness and your ability to make a decision is an opportunity to exercise the freedom that is your birthright. By feeling the pain from a decision “gone wrong,” you enable yourself to bask in the magnificence of a decision “gone right” because of the occasional misstep, you enable yourself to live a Technicolor life.You are here to live in color!  Mistakes are OK as long as they’re new ones. Bad decisions are only bad if you repeat them. For me, the only bad decisions are the ones I did not make. There is a lot to learn each time you make a decision; You may see the flaws in your logic or learn new facts about the environment in which the decision was made. Maybe you were too emotional or not emotional enough. You just have to keep trying to get to the right place the next time.




Finally, I have hope that I can cancel the wrong booking for the train and wait for the next train so that I stop regretting and blaming myself  for missing the right train which came when the time was wrong although I wanted to catch it by any mean, but unfortunately I couldn't repeat the past.








Sunday, November 19, 2017

When The Past Is Another Country:Discussion with my depressed friend who just passed his thirties

By: Reham Essam




Time passed in a blink of an eye, make the most of every moment of it before the years fleeted. You have so much time in your hand, time seems to speed up, and it just goes so fast. There is a moment in your life where you stop hoping to be older and start hoping to be younger. In your twenties, you wish to grow up and people think you are older than you may seem and then comes a moment and you discover that you wish completely the opposite, some people reach this level at the age of thirty or a little older.

On my thirty birthday party,  I profoundly looked at my life before to discover the things below and just in case you feel the same know that you are not alone :-

When you find that the number of friends you can speak with at any time to see them at the moment is less.

You discover that these excess fats no longer disappear as easily as before.

Midnight becomes late when it used to be the time for your calls to prepare for an outing.

You have a good culture for vaccines, their effects and side effects, and you have a preferred medicine for every pain that visits you regularly.

Realize that a friend is not fighting against your enemies, but who forgives you and does not quarrel with you and easily becomes your enemy.

Doctors are closer to you than some friends, and they may more than know "How are you now?"

You start most of your stories with "from 15 years ago" and you seem recalling every details about them all.

The routine of your social life is stuck between going to weddings and then a consolation and you became aware that the importance of going to solace is much greater than going for joys.

You hear stories that you think are just happening to others, unfortunately they happen to your close friends and guess what! You are included.

Your feelings in surprises dramatically started to decline and your voice during crisis started to fade away. You are no longer expecting justice from the world, but when an error occurs in the universe and the oppressed takes his right or the oppressor is punished you smile, but you do not expect the continuity of this random error.

Driving has become a curse, your love to take a ride with your car day and night to discover the city's secrets come to its end, while the terrifying nightmare is a work meeting forcing you to take the ring or Axis or October Bridge at peak hours.

You believe less and doubt more, you blow in your yogurt after you had been burned by hot soup many times before.

The worst part is the dreams, when they turned from dreams of flying into escapism. The desire to gain something turned to be that feeling of fear to lose what you already have, also your dreams to meet your beloved burned to ashes and you started to think to meet those under the dust.

These thoughts came usually before the New Year began, and the memory of your birth raises a new question after it was the key to more choices.

You are talking to yourself that you are not here to resist or fight with years, but something like eternal battle deep inside you, still fighting.

Thursday, August 3, 2017

Dalai Lama: India-China issue On Tibet

By: Reham Essam

China Issues Warning to Botswana Over Dalai Lama Visit

The 14th Dalai Lama is known as the supreme religious leader of the Tibetan Buddhists and the leader of the spiritual and mundane leadership in the region that suffers from internal disturbances. His followers regarded him as the "King of Tibet" and "Buddha's successor" and described him as one of the advocates of peace.


The Dalai Lama's Advice to Buddhists in the West – Tibetan Buddhism – Struggling With Different Cultural Issues
Tenzin Gyatso The 14th Dalai Lama, Nobel Peace Prize laureate for his contributions to the promotion of the principles of freedom in Tibet occupied by China. He was born on July 6, 1935, to farmers' parents in a small village northeast of Tibet. He was declared the new incarnation of the Dalai Lama when he was two years old. He began his education at a Buddhist monastery and completed his studies with a doctorate in Buddhist philosophy.

Holiness the Dalai Lama's commitment to promote basic human values

In 1950, he was 15 years old and China invaded Tibet, and the government of China released an agreement not to amend any religious, or civilian, or cultural organization. On the occasion of the 60th anniversary of the Chinese invasion of Tibet, the Dalai Lama said that goal was to achieve autonomy for his territory and not to break away from the People's Republic of China.

The Dalai Lama's reincarnation in Arunachal Prades
China considers the 14th Dalai Lama, a separatist and he continues to live in exile after leaving for India during the Tibetan uprising of 1959. The Dalai Lama, who denies seeking Tibetan independence, is in favor of meaningful autonomy for Tibet in the context of the People's Republic of China and proposes a 'middle-way' between autonomy and independence to peacefully resolve the issue.
The real issue, of course, is not the Indo-Tibetan border demarcation.  It is China's illegal occupation of Tibet, which has given it direct access to the Indian sub-continent.  The Chinese authorities have attempted to confuse the issue by claiming that Tibet has always been a part of China.  This is untrue.  Tibet was a fully independent state when the People's Liberation Army invaded the country in 1949/50.

US fromer president with Dalai Lama

 What then does China achieve when its foreign ministry demands that “India stop using the Dalai Lama to do anything that undermines China’s interests” and that the “Indian side not hype up sensitive issues between India and China,” or by calling the Indian ambassador to China, Vijay Gokhale to lodge a protest? China’s hype over the Dalai Lama's movements has done one thing: it has given wide publicity to his visit. The Dalai Lama does not make front-page news in India till the Chinese make a noise about him. The Indian media makes very little space for him.



Two Muslim Leaders are Happily taking bless from Dalai Lama
I think Dalai Lama is not a Nobel man as it may seem. At the end he is ascetic man, and the source of his religion is not heaven, it's created by a human called "Buza" who wasn't a prophet at all. The united states of America supported his movements and gave him this power , authority, and Nobel prize to achieve its proposes and all what he is doing right now is just talking about imaginary peace without real steps on reality, even the Arabic leaders from all over the world come to him to bless them by putting his hands in any part of their bodies, I am just wondering how they believe in this superstition although they have faith in God's power and he is the only one who controls this whole universe?

The Dalai Lama is greeted by well wishers on February 17 after arriving in Washington

 From my point of view, Dalai Lama is not a spiritual leader this is just a cover for a bigger political plan in the region.




Saturday, December 31, 2016

Highlights for the main issues in 2016



By: Reham Essam





Jan 2016
-15 Bodies are recovered after ferry sinks in Nile river-
Muslim Brotherhood supporters clash with security forces outside Cairo hotel-
Attack at hotel in Egypt injures European tourists-
-Egypt's parliament prepares for session with some familiar names
Cartoonist is arrested as Egypt cracks down on critics-
-An Italian's brutal death in Egypt was called Giulio Regeni (A doctoral Candidate) and outrage grows as Italy investigates student's death in Egypt
-Egypt's Parliament (Tawfek Okasha) expels law maker who dined with Israel's ambassador

March 2016
-Egyptian hijacking suspect says he acted out of depression (Love story of the one who hijack the plan)

April 2016
-Egypt gives Saudi Arabia 2 Islands in a show of Gratitude and Egyptians protest deal with Saudis

May 2016
-US Navy joins search for Egypt air jet in searching the Mediterranean Sea for the missing Egyptian flight 804

June 2016
-Egyptian court nullifies transfer of 2 Red Sea islands to KSA

July 2016
-Egyptian Minister visits Israel in push for peace with Palestinians

August 2016
-Egyptian Judo athlete refuses handshake after losing to Israeli-

September 2016
ISIS and the new route of Hashish-
-Egypt freezes assets of several human rights advocates
Death toll rises to 52 after migrant boat capsizes off Egypt-

November 2016
-We don't owe anyone:  AlSisi declared that when Saudi Arabia interfered in the Egyptian opinion in the Security Council regarding the situation in Syria as Egypt voted Bashar to stay
-Egypt floats currency appeasing IMF at risk of Enraging poor
-Gold prices go high
-Shortage in Sugar, Rice and many other basic food commodities
-Donald Trump won the US Presidential Elections

December 2016
-Nubians to suspend protest for 1 month, giving state chance to respond to their demands
-Journalists protest against imprisoning press syndicate leaders
-The TV host Islam Al Behary is out of jail after spending a year over blasphemy
-After a month of floating of the Egyptian pound, the dollar reached 17L.E


Tuesday, March 1, 2016

Era of Vampires: The horrible truth about the Egyptian elites



By: Reham Essam

After taking a wide look in our Egyptian society, I started to have many doubts about my IQ percentage. The main reason behind this feeling is what I see right now, the unqualified persons occupy very high positions in the government. I have tried to find out an answer, but I think I'm a 
.little blind

An Egyptian MP has been hit by a shoe thrown by a colleague inside parliament
Two scientists had conducted a study about the stupid people. They found that those people, who
 couldn't do anything and not talented, don't even know this fact. Hence, they didn't admit the skills or talents found on other people, they couldn't see them. The only way to let them understand is to train them well to make them semi- sure that they are not qualified.
When you ask a young boy who insists to drive a submarine how you can do that he will answer in an innocent way "By saying Teeeeeees", and this is an accepted answer from a young boy, but the problem comes when this feeling grows up with him.

Stupid people or those who have limited intelligence rate always have this sense of superiority and 
arrogance. On other hands, the smart people feel unsatisfied with whatever they have achieved, and never show off their talents even if they were praised, they think what they do is very simple and anybody can do it better than them. Therefore, they take the praises as compliments.

The dilemma in our era is that ignorant people feel perfect while smart people started to have doubts. The reality is the more knowledge you gain, the more humble you become. Meanwhile, the ignorant people don't miss the smart ones as if smart people are like anonymous type of fruit so nothing really matters to know anything about it. People who are satisfied with their achievements are now found everywhere on earth.

In my opinion, those people are punished by God, he gave them a huge amount of ignorance that let those rich enough and have no space in their mind to receive any kind of knowledge or even realize that they are in a big trouble. Not only that, Media nowadays support the stupid people and give them the chance to say their opinion until they became a phenomenon and deceive the illiterate people who are real victims of poverty, lack of education, and know nothing about the concept of the role model.  In the end, It astonish me the over confidence of those who with no expertise and remain stubborn in their views regardless of the overwhelming evidence. As long as nobody dares to tell them how stupid they are or shout at them at least not to shed the lights on them. People have the right to be stupid, but some people abuse that privilege. 

Monday, February 29, 2016

Oscars shines on Spotlight



By: Reham Essam

After years of nominations and no wins Leonardo Di Caprio finally walked away from the stage with a statuette in hand. Di Caprio won the Oscar for Best Actor in a leading role for his performance in the Revenant.DiCaprio's portrayal of Hugh Glass in The Revenant (2015) also won his second Golder Globe Award for Best Actor-Motion Picture Drama. In addition, he won his first BAFTA this year. Prior to tonight's win, Dicaprio was nominated for Best Actor in The Aviator, Blood Diamond, and The Wolf of Wall Street, and Best Supporting Actor in What's Eating Gilbert Grape?
Di Caprio in Oscars 2016
When he accepted the award, Leo did the usual rundown of thanks-parents, costars, and his director. He then focused his attention to the issue of Global warning, urging those in positions of power (and not) to take the cause seriously.
Spotlight Won the coveted Oscar for best picture when the 88th Academy Awards were handed out Sunday night in Hollywood, upsetting The Revenant and Mad Max: Fury Road, which entered the night with 12 and 10 nominations respectively.
Mad Max: Fury Road just about swept the early categories, winning six Oscars, but The Revenant also took two of the top awards. Alejandro Gonzalez won the prize for best director, giving him his second consecutive Oscar, and Leonardo DiCaprio won the Oscar for best actor in a leading role, his first.
Brie Larson won her first Oscar, taking the award for best leading actress for her role in Room. Best supporting actress went to Alicia Vikander for The Danish Girl, and best supporting actor was won by Mark Rylance for his role in Bridge of Spies.
This year's event is not without some controversy. When the nominations were announced on Jan. 14 several media outlets reported a lack of diversity among the nominees. Some celebrities even called for viewers to boycott Sunday's airing of the Academy Awards, and the overall outrage over the exclusion of people's color got hashtag #OscarSoWhiteTrending on Twitter.

These reactions ultimately led the Academy of Motion Picture Arts and Sciences to make modifications to its voting process and declare, "The Board goal is to commit to doubling the number of women and diverse members of academy by 2020."
Host Chris Rock didn't shy away from commenting on the issue in his opening monologue. He joked that the Oscars are otherwise known as "the white people's choice awards" and said that if hosts were nominated, he wouldn't have gotten the job that it would have instead gone to Neil Patrick Harris.
Oscars ceremony 2016


In the list below, I've marked the winners in each category in bold.


Picture
The Big Short
Bridge of Spies
Brooklyn
Mad Max: Fury Road
The Martian
The Revenant
Room
Spotlight

Actor in a Leading Role
Bryan Cranston, Trumbo
Matt Damon, The Martian
Leonardo DiCaprio, The Revenant
Micheal Fassbender, Steve Jobs
Eddie Redmayne, The Danish Girl

Director
Adam McKay, The Big Short
George Miller, Mad Max: Fury Road

Alejandro González Iñárritu, The Revenant
Lenny Abrahamson, Room
Tom McCarthy, Spotlight

Visual Effects
Ex Machina
Mad Max: Fury Road

The Martian
The Revenant
Star Wars: The Force Awakens


Writing (Adapted Screenplay)
The Big Short
Brooklyn

Carol
The Martian
Room