Since college started I’m
sure that all of the bloggers and writers are having trouble writing due to the
lack of time. During the last two days I wanted to write but the trouble wasn’t
in time or studies, the problem was finding the perfect words to start because
whenever I try to remember what happened I feel speechless just like that day.
Let’s remember the story
right from the start..
Before I graduate one of the
suggested universities was Khalifa University and it was the first university
who wanted to interview me. I remember it was on Saturday and I was really
scared because I wondered if someone would like me to be her friend. As I
walked and sat down on the reception couches or as we call it now “the main” I
saw group of girls revising some algebraic principles because our placement
test was in Maths and Computer. One of the girls sat next to me and we started
talking as if we knew each other long time ago. We were so nervous but we were
good at calming each other. Few months after I decided to join Khalifa
University and on our orientation day I met this girl once again, she hugged me
as if she knew me years ago and I actually loved that because I didn’t feel
like a stranger to her.
…..
This is my second year in
Khalifa University and yes she is my friend now. I can define her as joy, it’s
hard not to smile when you see her around, her smile forces you to smile and
her hugs brighten your days. I used to ask myself what makes this girl such a
great person? Few days ago I found the answer. We had a meeting in the Learning
Center to discuss “The Fault in Our Stars” by John Green, each one of us
started analyzing the theme, characters and the story line; during that I
wanted to share a story with her but she insisted on sharing it with everyone
else and I did! I felt exposed a bit because this book reminds me of a personal
experience that I’m still going through. But still at that moment I didn’t focus
on everyone or myself in that place but I saw her and how she tried to deliver
her message, which was about pain and I understood that the amazing soul who
was sitting right next to me went through something that made her the sweet
loving yet tough person.
When the members left, some stayed behind we saw a
short scene from the movie that they’re still making, I was touched but when I
looked to my left hand side I saw her tears but she tried her best to hide
them; the scene ended, a girl started asking about our emotions and that’s when
my friend told her that she lost her father because of cancer. When she said
that my soul shook my body and I felt that a hurricane had twisted my heart that
made me realized my friend “Munira” is a strong lady who faced so much but
still she smiled, laughed, hugged, joked and inspired.
Munira’s name means bright
and shining face of beauty in Arabic and that suits her soul too because she’sa stunning person who turned pain into a beautiful piece of art that left a
mark on our souls. I can’t describe her perfectly
because she is too perfect to be described.
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Hope and Love
Maitha the Parrot
