Zahra'Life

  What  do I  write   about?  It  was   such  a  crazy   year   that  i  don’t  know  where  to start  from !   It's  Covid 19  era ,  everything   is   messy . The  fear   is  at  its   highest   ranks . The  disease has  done   its  chaos to the point of  madness . I  was   trying  to  adapt  to the new situation as  everybody   else , but  it   turned  out I  needed  more  than   that  to face  what   was   coming .   on the  last  days  of  august  I  traveled  to  Marrakech  to  spend   some   days   with   my   friends   before  t  started   my  new job as a  teacher !   https://www.pexels.com/fr-fr/p...

  When you broke my heart, I …. I felt a sudden shred in my brain My heart stopped, I couldn’t breath I kept thinking why it didn’t matter to you? Why it didn’t work and where it went wrong? I kept running in an empty cycle. Torturing my mind with endless questions to figure out how i didn’t  see it what was coming towards me. Silly of me to think you were the man I needed and deserved. How everything was fake….. I did not see it. Sometime before that, I thought being a girl was a weakness. That our emotions controlling us is a shame, yet after many experiences the only person I found sticking next to me is ME! Hence, I declare that the true love relationship is between me and myself. Myself loves me with all my flows and imperfections. “I” helped me to pick myself up after each fall. Therefore I will put myself first above all limits and everything. Self love is an underrated concept. Why can’t we cherish who we are and take care of ourselves as we do to oth...

  It has been a long time since the last time i sat to write something. I feel like I have so many things to talk about, yet I don’t know where to start. So many things happened lately and my life has changed a bit. Have you ever been in a situation where you felt that nobody’s existence matter but yours? Have you ever reached that point, where you are so sure that nobody is willing to do things for you, be there for you as they once said? Well I did. I guess my point out of these words, is to share with you this feeling. I want to tell you, you are not alone, I completely understand the way you feel, so don’t worry about. It will fade away as your tears did once. You know what we regret? We regret that we had called someone a friend, gave him a space in our life, invested time and energy just to show them we care. You what they did instead? They let you down in the very time you want them to be around. We regret sharing our most embarrassing secrets, our weak moments and...

  I am an adult,     Whenever I am on my way to somewhere, I find myself enthusiastic about it, thinking about it and how I would benefit from these moments, but today was deferent, I was deferent. This the first time I leave home after an argument between me and mom, leave everything behind. I love mom to death, no one could ever change that and this is a fact but there were always some things about her that I always wanted to change, wanted her to change or at least try to. Those things were actually her strongest characteristics but sometimes she misuses them and that was the topic of our argument yesterday. She wasn’t listening and tried to avoid me, but when she did she tried to pull it over me and make it seem like I am the bad one. Without mentioning the whole story, why do I find it hard to deal with mother? Is it because I followed all her instructions since I was little and today I am using them against her? Or because of the unlimited hate I gathered from...

Why most of us if not all of us didn’t manage to have a successful E-learning experience even though we were at the comfort of our own homes??? one word: stress. Corona or COVID 19 took us by a storm, and it gave us a sense of fear and threatened our well being which resulted in an intolerable stress. Scientifically   speaking, when a human being is found in a threatening situation, the emotional station within our brain (I.E: Amygdala) takes over, our conscious curls inside and the stress controls our mind, then we feel hopeless, our mind can’t function as usual because the prefrontal cortex is stopped by the hijacking of the Amygdala. “ Bad stress erodes confidence and makes us question our ability’ (Schultz, 2019) ” So, I retrie ved some memories about our E-l earnin g  experience, which we were forced to undergo due to the pandemic, I remember our teacher trainers doing a lot of work, sharing some interesting insights with us as well as doing online sessions to m...

photo credits:  pexels The sound of the roaring engines of phosphate factory are depriving me from my sleep, or so i thought.  Why do i have a feeling that every thing is ending soon? At least for me. On the sound of a train passing by, my heart bumped faster than usual. I suddenly realized this urging feeling that lives within my ribs, that everything is on the edge and i am only living to witness the final show. I get this fear of losing my beloved ones and it is killing me because i deeply know i can't and will not be able to do anything about it. Besides, i really push myself to feel better, to stop all this craziness and chaotic mess inside me, but it only seems to grow stronger and spread its shadow over me. I hate to admit it is a depression that can't be cured easily. I was always following my gut feeling, it was always right, but now, i am brutally affected by it. My intuitive mind has been my guide this whole time, now it is only serving me as an annoying al...

W hile i was enjoying the timeless Schindler’s list soundtrack, I realized that this is not a common thing to do in Morocco. Morocco has a rich cultural variety that results in having a deferent musical tastes, yet most of Moroccans do not appreciate other types of music, to be a lover of symphonies, sonatas and classical musical pieces which results sometimes in endless discussions between friends and family due to the cultural differences we have from the westerns culture. There is another thing which we can call in these lines, musical prejudices. For instance: if a family member hears you enjoying, let’s say a metallic song, he/she would automatically classifies you as a satanic punk. The same thing can apply on listening to sonatas or artistic musical pieces, they would identify you as arrogant, fake or trying to be something you are not, while in reality, you are just enjoying the art and connecting with what you are hearing. When it comes to me, I feel like classical mus...

This current situation made me think of my precious coffee breaks. COVID 19 or Corona as many people like to call it has changed our ways of living and all our habits that were accumulated along the past years. I can’t describe fairly and precisely the drastic change as I am writing subjectively, yet it is obvious from social media posts, news reports and even the few (allowed) daily interactions of the streets that we will not resume our so called “natural” lifestyle and habits anytime soon. I used to “spontaneously” head to my favorite hidden coffee gem after my long day of duties and sit there either for some me time or to join my besty so we get to gossip about our day, the people we don’t like and play some Partchizi star. To be honest it seems to be from the deep past; it has been almost three months since I am quarantined with my family and Iet me tell you: It’s not EASY !   Thanks to Corona situation I now appreciate my Freedom that I use to take for granted. I now ...

01.05.2020