Steve Jobs has died and it has been three years but his legacy will forever live on. He has changed the world that we live in and he has changed the way I spend my day and the way that my 75 year old aunt spends her day. It is very rare that a human being will be lucky enough to touch the lives of millions and millions of people. His Standford commencement address lives with me. It makes me wonder how to better live my life. I feel the faintest slither of pride that this man shares my home country Syria. Even though I despise his father, probably as much as he did, one cannot deny that Syria is where he hailed from. But it also makes me wonder, if his success had anything to do with his origin and the life that he lived as a child. It probably has everything to do with that. Some people say we are a by product of our circumstances. Others say we are a byproduct of our choices. I say we are a byproduct of both. But which one takes a higher rank? It is a complicated equation. We are bound to figure it out one day.
Great poem by Mahmoud Darwish. Insightful into our constant dissatisfaction wiht the present. What makes you happy?
Mahmoud Darwish is a Palestine poet. I will not spend my time explaining who he is because he does not need introductions (غني عن التعريف). My passion towards the Arabic language is one I cannot foster well because of a weakness from me. I started writing poetry in English at the age of 11, yet wrote only a few Arabic ones (that don’t really register as poems) in my late 16s.
My post is not about my Arabic, or Darwish, or my early adolescent years. It is about this poem. I roughly translated the poem so non-arabic speakers (if any) reading this blog understand the context. However, the English translation does not do it justice, for it is far too beautiful in Arabic to ever reach that level of profoundness in any other language.
It takes about how everyone is not pleased with their lives, what they do, or the…
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