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So, Who’s Better Men or Women ?

I was watching a movie and they start a short discussion about who’s beater men or women. I honestly become upset even before I hear the result of that discussion, because while this kind of question almost disappear in this century -I hope so!-; the wrong way of comparing still very much exist, and that doesn’t come out of nowhere; I’m saying that because I always need to face it in my job in marketing .

Before they taught us markets segmentation we needed to know all the demographic differences and one of those was the differences between men and women, and honestly all what they teach us was based on scientific and reliable research about physical and psychological differences. However the problem was in the way of comparing not in the differences them selves . Which make me ask three simple questions about the whole society view and I hope I’m wrong!.

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From His Mother’s Womb to Tomb

Once upon a time a traveling man came on his road by a small, quiet and isolated village; and he decide to rest in it for a while.

The village looked for the traveler like any typical village in the word, and he didn’t see anything make it special from hundreds of villages and towns he saw and came by through his long journey. However, when he came by the graveyard he saw something less way to describe it is weird !

The curiosity of the traveler made him enter the cemetery, and walking between the graves he read on the grave stones “here lies Steven who lived 20 days”  “here lies Smith who lived 12 days” and so on all the graves were for people who lived only days and no one complete even on year !.

With a great shock and wondering the traveler came out from the cemetery then run toward first man he saw in the village “Sir!” the traveler cried “Can I ask a question, please ?!”

“Sure my friend !”.

“ Sir, I’ve been traveling from five years; I saw what no mans’ eyes saw, and heard what no ears heard. Yet, I’ve never saw something so puzzling like your graveyard … I mean how it possible that the longest man to live in your village only lived 305 days ?!”.

“Oh! That’s Mr. Michal” the other man said “Yeah I remember!, he was a happy man !’.

“What ?!”

“dear visitor, we in our village simply have an old habit that only to count the happy days from a man life; so if someone lived two happy days in his life we write those two only on his grave !”.

The traveler gestured with his head for understanding then sat on the side of the road thinking in silent “can I ask you a favor ?”

“Okay!”.

“if I died here please bury me and write: here lies Robert from his mother’s womb to tomb” !.

Note: the original story is not mine , it have been told to me in Kurdish when I was very young and I just wanna share it with u . 9B

Your Love

I love you.

O! forgive me I’m laying !

I adore you, I even adore the ground you walk upon

My soul loves you, my heart, my brain, my eyes… every atom of me is drowning in love of you.

I love you as many lives there are on earth, and stars in the sky;

And they are probably less.

I love you as the height and depth of the universe;

And it’s probably much parochial.

I love you for every breath I take twice;

Cause your love is more essential.

I love you until you are satisfy;

And then… more .

9B

 

Me and the Doctor

The other day I went to the doctor .”Help doctor!” I cried “I’m very ill”.

“Where’s the pain ?”. the doctor asked.

“where to start ?! … My brain can’t focus on anything, my heart in a minute bumps like I’m flying high in the sky; in another locks it give up, my stomach won’t eat, my eyes won’t sleep… I can’t set, I can’t stand; I only walk in rounds… Pleas doc! What’s might be the problem?!”.

The doctor half closed his eyes, put the pen near to his moth and waggle his foot while he in those odd syndromes thought.

“Dear patient” he said “you have a very common syndromes  for a very powerful malady call love !” he silently thought for a minute then replied “ And I suppose you are separate from the one you love”.

“ True !. But what’s the core doc?”.

“oh ! I’m afraid that I don’t have the cure for that. However it’s with the one who hold your heart .and by happy dear patient cause love is the malady and the drug and you know what they say “heart in love is always young”.

9B

The 10 Holy Rules of Hollywood’s Horror Movies

It’s been a long time since the last time I saw an original horror movie…it seems like they’ve made in Hollywood a prepared template for horror movie then any production company comes and fill the blanks with some new names and a new title and voilà a brand new horror movie see the light …

Those are the most 10 rule I think they keep repeating in horror movies:

-  the movie is starring of a young, innocent, cute, white –probably blond – girl, and this girl have a very loud and sharp voice can break glass easily !

- The “dread” never, ever dies at the end of the movie !.

- The “dread” never uses machine guns.. they’re bad for his reputation !

-  The girl finds a way in the middle of the movie to take her clothes off without any reason !

-  Red syrup is very cheap in Hollywood so use it a lot !

- The “dread” upheld by God, you can’t even touch him !

- Suddenly all the connections disappears !.

- The runaway car will not start up !

- Hush! Don’t talk normally, just whisper !

- Thank God! the sweet girl that we loved make it through everything and survived at the END !

Of course this doesn’t apply on all Hollywood’s horror movies but those authentic ones are not much therefore they pop out very obviously from the crowd .

9B