That Day

lyrics by Marit Larsen

I’m pacing the streets 

Where our story begins 

On a pale autumn day 

It was a day much like this

I’m back at the corner 

Where you used to wait for me 

Down by the place where we 

Made our first memories 

We smiled at each other 

Your skin was so cold 

And I swore I had never seen you more beautiful 

A few stolen glances 

We stayed out in the rain 

Could we just go back there again 

To that day, that day 

When I came to see 

It was our time, our beginning 

The end of the wait 

Oh I wish I could go back to where 

I was heading on 

That day 

I can’t help but wonder 

Every now and then 

If I hadn’t spoken 

Would we have kept going 

Your number is still here 

On my fingertips 

Like a forbidden secret 

That shouldn’t exist 

I know that I loved you 

I know that I tried 

But the kind that will keep you awake in the night 

It just doesn’t make sense 

And time after time I was trying to get back there again 

One Disturbing Night

Being sour. That’s when you do not trust me, even for the slightest moment. Where has the so-called mutual trust we used to talk often gone to?

Being sad. That’s when you leave me a feeling of being rejected. I assume the friendship we’ve been into by far will soon see a finish line.

Being stupid. That’s when I expect something better in return for doing a favor to someone else. All I get is utterly a disappointment and shame.

Being happy. That’s when I'm free to chose what kind of people I want to be. Doesn’t matter if I should go black, gray, or blue.

Being grateful. That’s when I start to realize I’ve got tons to be thankful for since the beginning of my life. Knowing that I’ve always been granted with a feeling of being sufficient in anything.

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The Blinded

You betrayed me
You hurt me
You spread the bad words behind my back
You left my heart unhealed,wounded
You’ve taken advantage of me
You’ve taken me for granted
You’ve treated me like a grain of weightless dust you can vacuum easily
You’ve treated me like a dog
You drive me out
You just dumped me now
You’re heartless bitches
I’m the docile
I’m the observer with sealed lips
I’ve been armed with lots of patience
I’m the blinded
I’ve suffered much from losing my pride, dignity
I’ve learned enough
I’ve seen a lot
I've fed my soul with determination to rise and fight back
I’m having a down and carry it around
I sow, watch, wait, and reap
I only fight for what’s worth-fighting, there’s nothing else.

Une Petite Blague à la française

par Ms. Guntur Suyasa

A la ferme, le cheval est malade. Le vétérinaire dit au paysan :
Je lui injecte un remède, si dans trois jours il n’est pas remis, il faudra l’abattre.”
Le cochon qui a tout entendu, dit au cheval: “Lève-toi !”
Mais le cheval est trop fatigué.
Le deuxième jour le cochon dit: “Lève-toi vite !”
Le cheval est toujours aussi fatigué.
Le troisième jour le cochon dit: “Lève toi sinon ils vont t’abattre !”
Alors dans un dernier effort, le cheval se lève.
Heureux, le paysan dit: “Faut fêter ça: on tue le cochon !”

Moralité : Toujours s’occuper de ses affaires et fermer sa gueule.

ONLY DEAD FISHES GOING WITH THE FLOW

Wrote my friend on her Blackberry Messenger’s tagline. For some mysterious reasons that saying went straight to my heart as it was heavent-sent. We’ve heard enough another most-repeatedly cited saying eg “let it flow” that comes with a vague message. The message that encourages us to diminish our survival power, the message that counsels us to stop believing in both our inner voice and strength. But now the time has arrived for us to break down the myth spread by this untrue saying by embracing the new one I wrote as the title of this posting. IMHO it comes as a perfect replacement for the former as it carries a simple yet profound message eg that life always calls for those who struggle, fight for and strive for the best. Now’s our time to realize that we own the rights to direct our destiny and to choose the lifepath we’ll be living with. We’re unstoppable.

Words of Wisdom

I am a traveler seeking the truth, a human searching for the meaning of
humanity, and a citizen seeking dignity, freedom, stability and welfare under
the shade of Islam. I am a free man who is aware of the purpose of his existence
and calls, truly, my prayer and my sacrifice, my life and my death, are all for
Allah, the Cherisher of the worlds; He has no partner. This I am commanded and I
am among those who submit to His Will. This is who I am. Who are you?

(HASAN
AL-BANNA)

Norwegians and Temperatures

By Kjersti Magnussen

+15oC/59oF
This is as warm as it gets in Norway, so we’ll start here. People in Spain wear winter-coats and gloves. The Norwegians are out in the sun, getting a tan.

+10oC/50oF
The French are trying in vein to start their cemtral heating. The Norwegians plant flowers in their gardens.

+5oC/41oF
Italian cars won’t start. The Norwegians are cruising in cabriolets.

0oC/32oF
Distilled water freezes. The water in Oslo Fjord gets a little thicker.

-5oC/23oF
The Brits start the heat in their houses. The Norwegians start using long sleeves.

-20oC/-4oF
The Aussies flee from Mallorca. Their Norwegians end their Midsummer celebration. Autumn is here.

-30oC/-22oF
People in Greece die from the cold and disappear from the face of the earth. The Norwegians start drying their laundry indoors.

-40oC/-40oF
Paris starts cracking in the cold. The Norwegians stand in line at the hotdog stands.

-50oC/-58oF
Polar beras start evacuating the North Pole. The Norwegians army postpones their winter survival training awaiting real winter weather.

-70oC/-94oF
Santa moves south. The Norwegian army goes out on winter survival training.

-183oC/-297,4oF
Microbes in food don’t survive. The Norwegian cows complain that the farmers’ hands are cold.

-273oC/-459,4oF
ALL atom-based movement halts. The Norwegians start saying “Faen, it’s cold outside today.”

-300oC/-508oF
Hell freezes over. Norway wins the Eurovision Song Contest.

THE DIARY OF LOVE

Your days of being lonely are now over
You’ve finally found the one to fill the empty corner of your heart
You don’t have to tell me for your eyes do
Love comes like a big surprise, like a birthday present
It’s like sort of ticket, the reason you’ve been standing long in the line waiting for your turn
Impossible to decline, yet so simple as it gets
When you’re ready and just let it in

His gaze is full of love, so is yours
One can simply sense it
Along the way across the sea
He holds your hand tight, his hand is in your face, his fingers through your hair
And you love the way he treats you, the way he adores you
Love is a destiny, all you have to do is being ready

Then love goes, it feels like a knock without somebody at your door
Love flies leaving the hurt that prevails, like a cavity upon your teeth
Mysteriously you still manage to keep it long enough til you find the courage to let go

But the pain of love flies even much more slowly than the time does,
Curved neatly within the memory as you wish to retain it
You continue to seek the remedy til the summer comes bringing a lot of love along
And you’re now ready to sing a brand new song

Antara Sby-Mdr, 18-11-2010
Dedicated to my girlfriends (you know who you are xi xi ;)

TERRA INCOGNITA

Late at night I find it hard to close these eyes
I'm somewhat preoccupied by
Where this life is going to take me
Where in the world this road I take ends
Terra Incognita

Nobody's land that stretches vast before my eyes
that should get named someday by
me who keeps on dreaming about it
me who keeps on fighting for it
Terra Incognita

I'm coming for you
I'm just on my way to you
It's not as easy as it seems
But, I'm coming for you
My terra incognita

SBY, 17-11-10