The Age Of Women

It took me a while to send my greatest wishes for the women of the world because I celebrated women’s day with my world, my mother. Women have come a long way, and they were able to do so through inspiring perseverance which was highly infectious. So much so that eventually men couldn’t be immune to their success and be inspired by them. And that is what I would like to talk about today, about the woman who inspired my new book.

You hear about women from all over the world from different countries who have managed to rise and find their purpose in the world, but My muse was someone who did not belong to any country, a displaced person with no nationality, flavored by the cultures she was exposed to throughout her life. A great recipe for an artist. Except she is much more than that.

Oh how rude of me… Here I am listing characteristics for someone I admire and I haven’t even introduce her to you all. Well allow me to break the ice.

Introducing Enas. We met during my studies in Egypt. The first thing that made me take an interest in her story is when I tried to find out where she was from. It even made me think, “What makes you belong to a place?”. She was born in Iraq to a Palestinian family, and her first childhood memories were in Hungary, but she never had a passport from neither nations, just a travel document, which at the time was more than enough. But life throws curve balls every once in a while. For Enas, that curve ball was the Iraq war. She found herself with no country. So how was she able, in spite of all that, to become a dentist, a triathlete, and an inspiring artist living in the United States? Her story touched me in many ways, and I’m very honored to have her blessing to write her story.

The Last Mile is the title of our next book and I wrote it to celebrate a woman among the blossoming women who managed to lift our spirits and to remind us to never stop thriving for what we believe.

Join me next where I will be asking Dr. Enas some questions. Do you have anything you’d like to ask Enas or me? Please don’t hesitate to ask.

Where do I go from here?

It took me two months to get back to writing my thoughts. Usually I write what my characters are thinking or how they feel in the books that I’m writing, so I might be rusty when it comes to writing about someone you starting to feel you don’t know anymore. For example, I never thought that I would be diagnosed with moderately sever depression. I always thought I was immune to something like that, especially since I’m the kind of person who lives an adventurous life. But that’s a post for another day. I’m here to talk about how 2018 had treated me, and to be honest, it was the best year of my life. I know… weird… one minute I’m mister Blue and now I’m talking about coming out from a magnificent year. Life is strange that way, I guess.

Every year I write about what have I accomplished in the year and post it at new year’s eve, except this year I was sent to the hospital thinking I was having a heart attack, and on my way to the hospital I had my first ever panic attack. My fingers became so stiff I thought my whole body was going to become stiff too. My fingers loosened eventually when the doctor calmly told me to breath normally. My fingers became loose, but I couldn’t type on my keyboard what happened to me throughout the year 2018. So here I am today to do just that; to share what happy events that happened to me, and to remind myself of them.

Here goes.

 

I have written, produced, filmed and directed my first movie ever. Oh and I also composed the music for the film… special effects… did I mention that I did the special effects too?? So yeah maybe you’re all starting to get why I might be depressed. 😀

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Got my masters in Orthodontics

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Traveled through China from West to east

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I walked on a glass bridge between buildings. Also known as a Sky Walk

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Stood under the world’s oldest known archway

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Saw my book, The Remnant, on bookshelves in Kuwait

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My movie got selected in many film festivals

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Started a new comic book about a superhero with autism

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Won an award for best feature film

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My most important even of 2018… hearing the word “Yes” from her

Where will I go from there? We will see. So far we will be going through the first quarter of 2019, and I hope it will be a great year, at least I hope to get well soon. Peace and love to all.

Why though?

So… here I am sitting, minding my own business, readying my copy of Paulo Coelho’s Aleph inside the plane, of an airline that I won’t mention that it owns a couple of football clubs, when suddenly an announcement came that took my attention away from Paulo’s story, which is very hard to accomplish. It roughly said.

“Ladies and gentlemen, this is your captain speaking. We are now in the process of fueling our aircraft, please remain seated and do not fasten your seat belt.”

Apparently I was the only one reacting to that announcement because everyone was busy doing whatever they were doing, mainly talking or playing with their phones, I didn’t notice another reader at the time. First thought was “really? Seatbelt off??” Why? Another thought came that maybe I misheard that. But that thought was dismissed when another announcement came after a while.

“Ladies and gentlemen, we are still fueling our aircraft, please do not fasten your seatbelt”

Now you shouldn’t do that to someone like me. I’m a writer with a hyper active imagination of a 4 year, sugar high, kid. What am I suppose to think now? That the seat belts are running on fuel? Is wearing a seatbelt aggressively going to cause some spark that somehow will find its way to the tank fuel? Is the airplane gonna think we’re are flying if we wear our seat belts and start to takeoff automatically?

That’s when my logical thinking started to speak to me, and it says “This might be a safety procedure, in case, god forbids, the tank accidentally caught fire and they need to evacuate the airplane, so they make sure nothing will hinder our exit plan.” But then my logical-er thinking jumped in and it made more sense “Seriously?! If they care for our safety, why did they let us in the plane while they are fueling it?”

There might be a logical explanation to this illogical announcement. The thing is, someone who works in an airliner might read what I wrote and think of me as ignorant. But that’s it, I am ignorant about flying and their rules, so are you about literature, orthodontics or dental facts. Writing this post actually made me think of the many times I was treated rudely for asking questions, for example, related to visas or residency. Guess what? I don’t work there so don’t expect me to know how things work in your place of business or country. So here I am with a confused look and with many questions on why we don’t wear our seatbelt when the airplane is fueling.

What do you think is the real reason?

2017… Here We Go!

2016 is about to shut its doors behind me as I tiptoe blindly through our last night and try to ease my way into 2017. As I enter the dark corridor, my path is illuminated by the flashes of memories of 2016, and I can say with confidence that it was my most interesting year. Today I want to say my goodbyes to this wonderful year, though it was bitter on some days, it did prove to be kind at the end.

Here are my top 11 moments for this year:-

1- Moved to a new apartment in China.

2- Found an intern position in a hospital near to My new apartment.

3- Discovered Taobao (Google it)

4- Got to see the forbidden city.

5- Visited the Terra-Cota warriors.

6- Learned Chinese Mandarin.

7- Wrote and composed a new song (you’ll get to hear that in 2017 hopefully)

8- Drew water colored paintings for the first time. (which turned out great)

9- Gathered with all of my brothers and sister at the same time for a while since years (One or more is always missing because we live in different countries).

10- Posted my first scary story on Halloween. (2 minutes read).

11- Published my new inspirational book, Kima.
And that is just from the tip of my head. I do have a big moment that me and others are working on right now, but I plan to announce about that next year… but you know what? Here’s a hint.

Happy new year everyone, and I hope for all the best wishes for the coming year.

~ A. H. Amin

My Trip To Beijing…

Part 2: The Forbidden City…Permitted to all…

Part 1

 

The Chinese people have a phrase for unusual amount of crowded people; “人生人海 , ren sheng ren hai” Mountain made of people and sea made of people. That phrase applies that day because it is China’s national day. This is why during my vacation I couldn’t go to the Great Wall, as you can see why from the picture below.

 

This was taken the day I went to the Forbidden City by another Tourist.

 

I however managed to squeeze myself through and entered the much much less crowded, most iconic, and magical location in Beijing… The Forbidden City.

This device below is amazing. It contain every language in the world, and whenever you are at a specific location, it will automatically explain to you about the history, gives you fun facts, and other key knowledges related to the location you stand on.


I loved the fact that I was allowed to take as much pictures as I wanted. Normally, and in other locations that I have visited around the world, it is forbidden to take pictures of artifacts. I guess what’s forbidden is not forbidden in the Forbidden city… try saying that five time in a row.


There are tons of other attractions in the Forbidden City, and the pictures honestly doesn’t do just to the place. I am looking at them as I write; it is not the same when I actually stood in the middle of the historical wonder; they don’t reflect what I have experienced there. Or maybe I am not a good photographer as I thought I was. But if you ever get the chance to visit Beijing, then I suggest you spare four hours to explore the wonder that is the Forbidden City.

Until my next post… have a nice day.

 

~ A. H. Amin

New Book… New Blog…

Every occasion has a proper dress, and with the coming release of my novella, Kima, I decided to go with something more imaginative and inspiring for my blog. There have been times where I wasn’t certain what to go with, but that’s just because I was a bit nervous about my new art, along other arts I am producing, as you will find out in the coming days.

So I hope you will find my new theme to be more appealing, and feel free to go through and see what I am rambling about here.

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P.S. The photo contains some spoilers about my upcoming project 🙂

Celebrating a new year of bliss…

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I don’t have birthdays, I level up.

 

Today is a new blessed day in my seemingly fast going life. So much happens that you forget where you are right now; life’s way of telling you to move on.

In this year I lost and gained, I won and learned, I saw great icons pass away and new ones appearing. Quoting one of my icons, my father, life is a floating river, going against it will break you. So today I would like to pat myself on the shoulder, and be grateful for what I have today; an extra year of wisdom.

 

~ A. H. Amin

 

 

My New Drawing… 1

Staring for hours in front of the blank paper, I wondered what should I capture? What part of my spirit will leave me to be framed after I swipe my brush on her for the last time. And then I thought… what if she was thinking the same?

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I noticed a shape was forming… a blur that seems to hold a camera… I worked my way to see her more clearly…

 

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After She was doing the same. But I couldn’t know what was she trying to capture?

 

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Focusing her lens on me, was started to know what we were doing, who we were.

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curiosity brought us together… Two souls, two worlds, and a frame between two dimensions.

 

Complete Serenity…

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Have you ever seen something and thought, “There’s no way I can do that.”?… You know.. that one attraction where the standing line is too short? You may know that feeling and you may have experienced it yourself. But have you ever wondered in what universe the other you would say “This is my dream.. I want to conquer my fears… bring it on!”?

Well, until inter-dimensional travel is possible and you actually find another you who is not really you (If that makes any sense); there is no way to know for sure how would it feels like to conquer your fears. What I am trying to say is… you will never know anything until you actually try… not necessarily daredevil your way out of a daily routine, but to actually do what you wish.. what you dream of doing.

Now I got that out of the way, I’ll tell you exactly how the jump happened in three parts today; First the pre jump, Up top, and then Midair.

– Pre-Jump:-

I stood outside the park for a little while, waiting for a friend; a surgeon who was worried about me when he heard about the jump. But I believe if he hadn’t came I would have maybe hesitated and possibly chickened-out. The place was Xi Hai Park, China, Dalian city. The place had the world’s highest Bungee on waters… yes on waters and not the highest Bungee in the world. But it didn’t matter because it happened so fast I couldn’t tell if it was 156 meters or 10 meters. So we went inside the elevator and I watched how really high it was. With each second of ascend, my heart descends. I reached the top feeling light headed at first cause I didn’t breath while I was looking at the view. Then I was guided to where I would Jump.

– Up top:-

There was a young girl ahead of me who, in celebration of her birthday, decided to do the jump. I guess that’s one way to stay young. So she jumped… actually pushed because she was too afraid… then came my turn. They tied my legs and then brought me to the edge. And all it took was three counts… those three counts brought all my fears, all my dreams…  I was doing it to prove something to myself. I am a writer, a painter, an Orthodontist doing his postgraduate studies, I have no country, My future is obscure, and I knew my life was chaos. But it is the most interesting life I am living. No matter how I may one day describe my life, I won’t use the word boring. So I spread my hands and gave myself to fate.

– Midair

The first three seconds were fear. And then… the most beautiful thing I couldn’t have imagined happened. You know when you walk around, read, pray, sit… you are always thinking of other things, your job, your kids, that one girl or guy you have a crush on? We are always thinking of more than one thing at the same time. But… when I was up there… For the first time since I can remember, I couldn’t think of anything. My mind became so clear. To put it simply, I was in complete serenity. When they lowered the line down so I can ride the boat, I felt light, and all my troubles disappeared.

 

So my conclusion is; Life’s decisions are like Bungee jumps. Hesitation, fear, followed by thrill and then serenity after the accomplishment. So in the future if I ever felt despair, I’ll just remind myself of what I did… and if somehow I forgot… well I can always use another jump.

 

“The Last Mile”… Inspired By The Expatriate Life.

In my previous post I have revealed my newest adventure; which was set in China and it will last around three years… Yes, I am now living abroad where I get to struggle with the process of adjustment, learning a new language, and… the very cold weather… seriously; a Russian colleague expressed to me that it’s colder than her hometown, which gets around 20 below zero. But even though my trip has trials and obstacles, it is still not the adventure you would look for on the book shelves.

During my time as an expatriate in Egypt, I had the fortune of meeting one of my best friends, a student with a very interesting story to tell. She is always inspiring, kind, talented… and she runs marathons. But underneath all that was a part that was sad to know. I was inspired by her story and wished I could know more about her, and to be able to experience what she experienced… I sometimes felt jealous of her because I knew she was stronger than me, because I would crack under that pressure.

So when I came to China, I found inspiration was spreading in the air. I wanted to write something inspiring especially since my inspirational novel Kima has reached to a point where I can feel brave enough to let her go. And that’s when I asked for my friend’s permission to allow me to use her as my muse for my next inspirational novel. I have been working on my thrillers for a while and I am planning my next publishing strategy… But the lion’s share from my efforts will always go to my writing.

So I write today to express my gratitude to have known you, Dr. Enas. I wish you all the great fortune that you deserve in your new life, and I hope I will do you just in this story inspired by your adventures. Keep doing what you do and stay, as always, inspiring.

Here’s a draft from the prologue. I hope you will get to know here more in the coming future.

The Last Mile.

Legs stiff, breathing fumes out of her burning lungs, gasping for air, drowning in her own sweat, and her heart is a raging beast, pummeling on her ribcage; furious for what she has put it through. How could a day that started with a cool breeze turn into an afternoon in the Sahara desert? How did it get to this? What brought me here to this final mile? She reproved herself. This morning, they made the mistake in placing a runner named Enas in the ten mile division instead of the thirteen miles marathon. Now that she thought about it; it could be the fates telling her to reconsider, that she does not belong in this marathon… the same way she thought that she didn’t belong anywhere.

The only positive thought Enas could squeeze out of this seemingly final moment of her strange life is that she is going downhill. One mile of rest after nineteen miles of torture. The same statistics life had given me so far – her depressed body calculated for her. She tried to block the fact that the last remaining distance is going to be uphill. Save your energy… save your life, damn it! Her brain fought against her crumbling body.

It  didn’t feel like she was going downhill anymore… It felt like she was falling into a hole, one she have to crawl out off, like the many times she fought her way through her life.

Here I am – she told herself. She is now at the bottom, high on endorphins, ready to ascend up. She turned and looked back, to see what does the last mile look like. But what she saw was more… she saw her life. She looked the past in the eye, and it revealed her story.

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