The Legend of Rozafa

Few days ago I visited Shkodra for the first time. Even though I didn’t have the time to fully investigate this city, I couldn’t go without visiting the Rozafa castle. It is located on top of a hill, overlooking 2 of Shkodra’s rivers, and a lake with Montenegro in the horizons.

When I got back home I discovered that Rozafa was the castle associated with a famous legend about a woman who was buried in the foundation of the castle, and here it goes:

“Its legend, archeology and history testify to its early existence. The legend is about the initiative of three brothers who set about building the castle. They worked all day, but the walls fell down at night. They met a clever old man who advised them to sacrifice someone so that the walls would stand. The three brothers found it difficult to decide whom to sacrifice. Finally, they decided to sacrifice one of their wives who would bring lunch to them the next day. So they agreed that whichever of their wives was the one to bring them lunch the next day was the one who would be buried in the wall of the castle. They also promised not to tell their wives of this. The two older brothers, however, explained the situation to their wives that night, while the honest youngest brother said nothing.

The next afternoon at lunch time, the brothers waited anxiously to see which wife was carrying the basket of food. It was Rosafa, the wife of the youngest brother. He explained to her what the deal was, that she was to be sacrificed and buried in the wall of the castle so that they could finish building it, and she didn’t protest.

Rozafa, who was predestined to be walled, was worried about her infant son, so she accepted being walled on condition that they must leave her right breast exposed so as to feed her newborn son, her right hand to caress him and her right foot to rock his cradle:

I plead
When you wall me
Leave my right eye exposed
Leave my right hand exposed
Leave my right foot exposed
for the sake of my newborn son
so that when he starts crying
Let me see him with one eye
Let me caress him with one hand
Let me feed him with one breast
Let me rock his cradle with one foot
May the castle breast be walled
May the castle rise strong
May my son be happy

copied from here and here

You Are Not Welcome Here

This is definitely not a typical sci-fi movie. It’s a movie that engages you in questioning the ideas instead of being mesmerized by the latest graphics technology. This is not to say that graphics were not on A level, they were, and at the exactly right portion for the normal viewer. The first thing that makes this movie special is that IT IS NOT A HOLLYWOOD MOVIE! YAY!

The director is Neill Blomkampm, born in South Africa and living in Canada, really did a great job in making you believe that this movie was REAL.

The story is about a spaceship that was hovering over Johannesburg, with a large number of sick aliens. They were allocated to camps, which were transformed by time into a slum refugee camp called District 9. After 20 years of troubles between the locals and their new neighbours, the government decides to evict them outside of the capital.

The movie starts as a semi-documentary, with some interiews on what happened during the eviction, especially to the one responsible for the eviction. Shit happens and he finds himself in a situation where he needs the aliens’ help, or else he’s finished. Tough situation.

I may seem biased for the movie, but I just loved it. I loved the camera movement, the soundtrack, the acting, the directing. Everything.

I even liked hearing an accent I’m not used to 🙂

I found some interesting Trivia on imdb, for example: “All the shacks -except only one- in District 9 were actual shacks that exists in a section of Johannesburg which were to be evacuated and the residents moved to better government housing, paralleling the events in the film. Also paralleling, the residents had not actually been moved out before filming began.” WOW! This must have been tough!!

Also check out the website, it’s so cool 🙂

And some quotes:

Automated MNU Instructional Voice: [in MNU Humvee] When dealing with aliens, try to be polite, but firm. And always remember that a smile is cheaper than a bullet.

Buildings in Tirana

This is what happens when an artist becomes the mayor of Tirana 🙂

why does one write his diaries?

لماذا أدون حياتي في يوميات؟ ألأنها حياة هنيئة؟ كلا! إن صاحب الحياة الهنيئة لا يدونها, إنما يحياها. إني أعيش مع الجريمة في أصفاد واحدة. إنها رفيقي و زوجي أطالع وجهها في كل يوم, و لا أستطيع أن أحادثها على  انفراد. هنا في هذه اليوميات أملك الكلام عنها, و عن نفسي, و عن الكائنات جميعًا. أيتها الصفحات التي لن تنشر! ما أنت إلا نافذة مفتوحة أطلق منها حريتي في ساعات الضيق!…

توفيق الحكيم – يوميات نائب في الارياف

3 years Blog,,,,,, almost

In a September night a long time ago I was sitting on a living room couch, and decided to start a blog. I didn’t what it is going to be about exactly, but I made up my mind and I registered my nickname since I was little as the wordpress link. . Three years… Wow, time really flies. So many things happened during these 3 years. So many friends I made, and some I lost. So many events I attended, others I missed. So many books I read, and many many others I intended to read. I changed jobs twice, I met the love of my life, I got engaged, I got married, I traveled to 6 countries, and finally settling in a foreign country for the very first time in my life.

Few years ago I felt that I was on the brink of a change, and that was exactly what happened, however the extent of that change was unimaginable at that time!

From time to time I question the nature of my blog. For a while I had the bug to blog about anything and everything, and I was happy to find a considerable number of followers who like to read what I am thinking about stuff. It was such an ego boost! Later on I moved into the phase of writing every now and then due to other commitments, then forgot about it altogether, then back again with bits and pieces every now and then. And I intend insha allah to maintain the flow.

Ladies and gentlemen, this is my kaleidoscope. You won’t find here indepth analysis for anything, you may find pictures, stories about trivial things, quotes from books, or perhaps videos borrowed from youtube. I try to diversify the topics, as long as I have the time and the mood to add something.