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Things I’ve been pondering lately
- Novels and fresh cucumbers
- Growth
- It’s been long…
- ISS vs ISIS ~ Worlds away
- A morning rushing to night
- Urgent message to Arabs: Invest in education and scientific research
- Conversations in the car
- Breakfast in bed
- Why #Dubai?
- A letter goes unheeded
- We’re not ready yet!
- Pizza in Space
- Karma, explained.
- You can’t afford to miss this movie
- My voice counts
- Theology 101
- The scorched mailbox
- Conversation over pancakes
- La Dolce Vita
- The soda fountain of youth
- Foggy sandstorm
- Happiness to go
- A Lebanese Identity Crisis
- Do you speak Lebanese-ish?
- Remedy a la Von Trapps
- It started on a Sunday
- Loyalty
- Tayta (A reverie about my grandmother)
- Sulking words
- What’s for dinner?
- Hold that dream!
- If home had a sound
- A small munchkin prayer
- Mark the day
- Then and now
- The kid in us (continued)
- It’s in the stars
- Conversations with a dreamer
- Mirror, mirror, on the wall
- I believe in us
- Moments of Happiness
- The Man on Mars
- A morning rushing to night
- Sights and thoughts of Lebanon
- An absolute minimum
- We, the humans…
- The kid in us
- What would you edit?
- Those people on the news
- Screens and nerds
- “I am not your mommy”
- The Emirates
- Heading to the desert
- Spring Cleaning
- Hurt
- Traditions
- fireflies
- Under my skin?
- Scary wishes
- Dialogue of the Deaf
- Dependence
- George Mikes
- Heading to the Magic Kingdom
- Driving my life away…
- On women and apples
- Crazy and Devilish love
- What’s wrong with us?
- Spanish love songs
- On unconditional love
- Lesson learned
- To your brushes, go!
- One love, one life
- Le chocolat (not boring)
- Le chocolat
- The Purple Rose of Cairo
- Digital vs Print (the age of the iPad)
- Prayers
- Roots in the sky
- What dreams may come
- Goodbye, actually
- On love and school
- Why write? PMS thoughts
- Connected
- Memories of Iraq
- A tribute
Slaying the Fail Whale
Tweets by brigitte_khairFlickr Photos
Category Archives: Lebanon
Novels and fresh cucumbers
Not all who wander are lost I park my car on the number three slot. It is a muggy night in Beirut. I have had to drive against traffic twice to get here, obeying the delusional Waze which dutifully gets … Continue reading
Posted in art, books, Comedy, Human Relationships, Lebanon, Trip blog, Women, Writing
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It’s been long…
“It’s so much darker when a light goes out than it would have been if it had never shone.” ― John Steinbeck, The Winter of Our Discontent ……………………………………………………………………………………………………………. “Where you used to be, there is a hole in the world, … Continue reading
Posted in Dubai, Family, Human Relationships, Kids, Lebanon, love, music, Philosophy, Reflections
Tagged brother, grief, hope, life, loss, love, pain, siblings
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Happiness to go
What does it take to be happy? A combination of peace of mind, stability, security, health, family, friends, comfort, helping others, fame, fortune, and a good prospect of a successful future would seem like a good formula. This week I … Continue reading
Posted in Family, Human Relationships, Kids, Lebanon, Philosophy, Reflections, Writing
Tagged happiness, nature, rain
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A Lebanese Identity Crisis
Check out this new Lebanese TV ad (link below) promoting ‘Lebanese Brew’ beer. I would love to meet whoever came up with the concept for this campaign and slap them. What in Heaven’s name are they trying to encourage … Continue reading
Posted in Current affairs commentary, Family, Human Relationships, Kids, Lebanon, movies, Philosophy, Reflections
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Do you speak Lebanese-ish?
Learning Arabic in Dubai My six-year-old munchkin is learning Arabic in school. She sounds like a unique mix of Emirati and Armenian, which is not in itself bad had it existed, but I don’t think it does. Let’s just say … Continue reading
Posted in Comedy, Family, Human Relationships, Kids, Lebanon, Reflections
Tagged Arabic, esperanto, French, language, Lebanese, linguistics, mutation, traditions
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Remedy a la Von Trapps
Remember that scene from the Sound of Music with the thunderstorm and the Von Trapp kids going to Maria’s room all frightened from the storm and the song she sang in that scene? If you don’t know the scene for … Continue reading
Posted in Family, Human Relationships, Kids, Lebanon, love, Philosophy, Reflections
Tagged feeling good, memories, stress, Syria
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It started on a Sunday
“War doesn’t determine who’s right – only who’s left.” Bertrand Russell Our Lebanese hell officially opened its doors on a nice spring Sunday afternoon. On a day like today, 37 years ago. The date became a milestone repeated in many … Continue reading
Posted in Current affairs commentary, Family, Human Relationships, Kids, Lebanon, Politics, Reflections, Refugees, Religion
Tagged April 13, Fayrouz, kidnapped, museum, Politics, Syria, war, Yemen
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Tayta (A reverie about my grandmother)
Tayta, Teta or Teyta to a Levantine is how we fondly call our grandmothers. Jiddo or Jiddi is the grandfather equivalent. I never knew either of my Jiddos, but I grew up with an official Tayta on call and a few auxiliary … Continue reading
Posted in art, Family, Human Relationships, Kids, Lebanon, movies, Philosophy, Reflections, Women
Tagged grandmothers, Grandparents
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If home had a sound
I know what it tastes like. Tabouleh I know what it smells like. Mediterranean Jasmin I know what it looks like. It hides behind my eyelids. I know what it feels like. A grandmother’s gentle embrace. But what it sounds … Continue reading
Posted in art, Human Relationships, Lebanon, love, Philosophy, Poetry, Reflections
Tagged Fairouz, home, homeland, nostalgia
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The scorched mailbox
War does not determine who is right – only who is left. ~Bertrand Russell When you live in a war zone, and by chance you survive, you are destined to hold a piece of that war in your soul for the rest of your … Continue reading →