As a lover of English language since childhood, I never gave any concern for Arabic language. Infact at school I despised Arabic because I wasn't good at it and I adored English because I was the best in it! I started to get into the hobby of reading and therefore I read English books and novels. But a part of me was saying "you gotta read Arabic". I followed my instincts and searched in my brother's library to find a good Arabic book... And here I found his favorite books. I recall the names of Abdel Wahab Motawe3, Mustafa Mahmud, Farouk Gweida and so much more glorious names. I didn't hesitate and bought a book for Abdel Wahab Motawe3 when I went to Cairo book fair. The book was called "Nahr al Hyatt" meaning river of life. This book has taught me the injustice about life , the patience we aught to have and how much we have to believe in Allah's ability in changing the worse about our life's . I actually found that Arabic writers have same brilliance as British or Russian writers, Arabs can talk about philosophy in addition to adding faith ! I read such books for Arabic writers and my hatred for Arabic turned me to a lover of this language, the language of Quran.
I thought why wouldn’t I write something meaningful like those writers? So, I began writing... The first play I wrote was from 3 yrs, it was in Arabic and it was acted at my school. I was so proud but yet unsatisfied... So I wrote poems also in Arabic but I lacked grammar and vocabulary. I won't deny I was depressed.Finally I stopped doing anything at all.
After a while I was at high school (American diploma) were I returned practicing English. In my SAT exam I wrote an essay that got the score of 10 out of 12. I was amazed and happy... totally satisfied. My talent in English gave me the hope for my talent in writing. I found my self lost in Arabic and found salvation in English... I wrote a lot of poems that everyone liked.
After all I wanted my beloved mum to read and feel my writings, but her English wasn't that good. So I had to translate. Yet she didn’t feel my way in writing.
I was extremely sad that the most person I care for cannot estimate my talent and feel my words.
At a moment I decided to stop writing, until my mum came and told me to write in Arabic. I thought about her idea for a long time…but how can I? My Arabic is so bad! Just entering the forums and reading the blogs of people using the Arabic language with high ability makes me sort of jealous. Why do I lack the usage of such a strong historical effective language?
Arabic is indeed a language made for poetry. Arabic makes words flow together forming a delicate sentence. The huge amounts of synonyms in Arabic never cause the writer to get lost in writing. Just read for those old poets like 3antar Bin Shaded, Al Farazdak, Al Khansaa...Etc you'll feel how precious and exquisite the words are coming out of them. How they select the right word with the right situation with what they feel! It's just unbelievable how magnificent our language is and rare people who value it!
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anyways it would be kind if you leave a comment , tell me what do i lack in my way .. thx :)
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