<![CDATA[Mahjoob.Com Forums & Blogs - Blogs]]> http://www.mahjoob.com/en/forums/blog.php Abu Mahjoob Community ar-jo Mon, 13 Oct 2008 08:38:45 GMT vBulletin 60 http://mahjoob.com/en/forums/images/misc/rss.jpg <![CDATA[Mahjoob.Com Forums & Blogs - Blogs]]> http://www.mahjoob.com/en/forums/blog.php ~ Only A Thought ~ http://www.mahjoob.com/en/forums/blog.php?b=137 Tue, 07 Oct 2008 15:44:24 GMT .

GIRLS ARE LIKE APPLES
ON TREES. THE BEST ONES
ARE AT THE TOP OF THE TREE
THE BOYS DONT WANT TO REACH
FOR THE GOOD ONES BECAUSE THEY
ARE AFRAID OF FALLING AND GETTING HURT.
INSTEAD, THEY JUST GET THE ROTTEN APPLES-
FROM THE GROUND THAT AREN'T AS GOOD,
BUT EASY. SO THE APPLES AT THE TOP THINK
SOMETHING IS WRONG WITH THEM, WHEN IN
REALITY, THEY'RE AMAZING. THEY JUST
HAVE TO WAIT FOR THE RIGHT BOY TO
COME ALONG, THE ONE WHO'S
BRAVE ENOUGH TO
CLIMB ALL
THE WAY
TO THE TOP
OF THE TREE.



]]> http://www.mahjoob.com/en/forums/blog.php?b=137 <![CDATA[♥ Love ♥]]> http://www.mahjoob.com/en/forums/blog.php?b=136 Tue, 07 Oct 2008 15:34:08 GMT
...


As we grow up, we learn that even the one person that wasn't supposed to ever let you down probably will. You will have your heart broken probably more than once and it's harder every time. You'll break hearts too, so remember how it felt when yours was broken. You'll fight with your best friend. You'll blame a new love for things an old one did. You'll cry because time is passing too fast, and you'll eventually lose someone you love. So laugh too much, and love like you've never been hurt because every sixty seconds you spend upset is a minute of happiness you'll never get back ♥

¸,.•´¯`•.,¸,♥ Love ♥,¸,.•´¯`•.,¸

]]> http://www.mahjoob.com/en/forums/blog.php?b=136 لمــاذا نبكــي ومتـــى نبكـــي http://www.mahjoob.com/en/forums/blog.php?b=135 Mon, 06 Oct 2008 09:20:23 GMT *_لمــاذا نبكــي ومتـــى نبكـــي_* البكاء حالة يتميز بها البشر دون سائر المخلوقات وهو لا يرتبط بالأحزان فقط وانما بالأفراح أيضا، ولكن ما هى حقيقة تأثير البكاء على الصحة ؟ وهل هو ضار أم نافع؟ أن الدموع التى تنهمر من العين تقود إلى الشفاء من الإصابة بالشقيقة (الصداع النصفي) ذلك لأن الدماغ...


لمــاذا نبكــي ومتـــى نبكـــي

البكاء حالة يتميز بها البشر دون سائر المخلوقات وهو لا يرتبط بالأحزان فقط وانما بالأفراح أيضا، ولكن ما هى حقيقة تأثير البكاء على الصحة ؟ وهل هو ضار أم نافع؟

أن الدموع التى تنهمر من العين تقود إلى الشفاء من الإصابة بالشقيقة (الصداع النصفي) ذلك لأن الدماغ يتفاعل مع الخلل فى توازنات الجسم، فقد تبين أن 85% من النساء و73% من الرجال الذين شملتهم الدراسة شعروا بالارتياح بعد البكاء.

وأن الدموع تخلص الجسم من المواد الكيماوية المتعلقة بالضغط النفسي، ولدى دراسة التركيب الكيمائى للدمع العاطفى والدمع التحسسى (الذى يثيره الغبار مثلاً) أن الدمع العاطفى يحتوى على كمية كبيرة من هرمونى "البرولاكين" و "آى سى تى أتشن" اللذين يتواجدان فى الدم فى حال التعرض للضغط، وعليه فإن البكاء يخلص الجسم من تلك المواد. وأوضح هذا الاكتشاف سبب بكاء النساء بنسبة تفوق بكاء الرجال بخمسة أضعاف، فالبرولاكين يتواجد لدى النساء بكميات أكبر مقارنة بالكمية لدى الرجال لأنه الهرمون المسؤول عن إفراز الحليب.

أن الحزن المسؤول عن أكثر من نصف كمية الدمع التى يذرفها البشر فى حين أن الفرح مسؤول عن 20% من الدمع ,أما الغضب فيأتى فى المرتبة الثالثة. وأن عدم القدرة على البكاء كان السبب وراء العديد من الأمراض ومن جانب آخر عندما قام العلماء بتحليل الدموع وجدوا أنها تحتوى على 25% من البروتين وجزء من المعادن خاصة المغنيسيوم وهى مواد سامة يتخلص منها الإنسان عند البكاء.

للبكاء فوائد كثيرة على سبيل المثال قد يحمى من الإصابة بالأمراض النفسية فالشخصية التى تفرغ شحنات الانفعال أولا بأول قد لا تصاب بمرض مثل الشخصية الأخرى التى تكبت انفعالاتها ولا تعبر عنها بالبكاء، أما بكاء الفرح الذى يعبر عن انفعالات السرور والبهجة وهو ظاهرة صحية تساعد على الراحة النفسية كذلك فالبكاء عند بعض حالات الأمراض النفسية أو فى -مراحل معينة-من علاج تلك الأمراض قد تكون له دلالة علاجية جيدة لدى هؤلاء المرضى ومنها الحالات النفسية المصاحبة بأعراض تحويلية مثل الإصابة بعدم القدرة على الكلام أو المشى بعد التعرض لضغوط نفسية شديدة أو إنسان يبكى دون أسباب ظاهرة وهى فى حالات الاكتئاب النفسى أو حالات الحزن الشديد وبدون أن يكون لفقدان هذه القدرة تفسير عضوى وغالبا عن علاج تلك الحالات والكلام

ومن أبرز أنواع الدموع التى تسيل من العين:


- الدموع المطرية، وهي تحافظ على رطوبة العين وصحتها، فهي تساعد العين على التحرك بسهولة في التجويف، كما أنها تحتوي على أملاح وأنزيمات تقتل الكائنات الدقيقة.

- الدموع التحسسية: تحتوي على مواد الدموع المطرية ذاتها، وهنا تزيد الغدد الدمعية من إفراز الدموع لحماية العينين من الأوساخ والملوثات وأشياء مثل أبخرة البصل.

- جموع العواطف: وهي تنهمر مرد فعل على أحداث عاطفية، وتحتوي هذه الدموع على هرمونات وبروتينات والأندروفين وهي عبارة عن مسكن ألم طبيعي، وتساعد هذه المواد على طرد المواد السامة من الجسم لتخفيف حدة الضغط النفسي كشفت دراسة علمية حديثة أجراها فريق من الباحثين الأمريكيين من جامعة ماركويت بولاية ميتشيجان النقاب عن أن البكاء يساعد في إخراج السموم من الجسم ، بالإضافة إلى أنها تخفف من الضغط النفسي والعصبي التى يتعرض لها الأفراد لذا ينصح أخصائيو الطب النفسي بعدم التردد في البكاء وذرف الدموع وخاصة في المواقف أو الأحداث المحزنة والمؤلمة ، ذلك أن الدموع تقوم بتنظيف وتطهير العيون من البكتيريا والجراثيم العالقة بها

ويساعد البكاء في التنفيس عن الشخص وإراحته ، وتقليل التوتر الذي يشعر به وطرح السموم الناتجة عن التوترات العصبية والعاطفية والانفعالات النفسية الكثيرة ومشكلات الحياة اليومية .
وكما أفادت وكالة أنباء قدس برس فإن العلماء يرون أن كبت المشاعر وحبس الدموع يسبب التسمم , بسبب انحباس المواد والمركبات المؤذية داخل أنسجة الجسم , مشيرين إلى أن المرأة تعيش حياة أطول من الرجل بسبب تخلصها من سموم جسمها عن طريق دموعها , لأنها أكثر استعدادا للبكاء من الرجل .

]]> http://www.mahjoob.com/en/forums/blog.php?b=135 ... http://www.mahjoob.com/en/forums/blog.php?b=134 Sat, 20 Sep 2008 04:58:03 GMT
The sky is raining tears tonight my brother,
I know it's hard to sleep
So far from home
The moon has covered up her eyes my sister,
I thought I'd find you here
But I am all alone
All alone

Light of Heaven
Lord of mercy
Shine the goodness
Of your love upon this place
Till we see you
Till we know you
Till the sorrow
And the darkness fade away
Fade away
I searched the city streets today my brother,
The tunnel and the train
The river and the rain
I walked beneath the harbor lights my sister,
And in the shadows there
I called your name
I called your name

]]> Zoey http://www.mahjoob.com/en/forums/blog.php?b=134 nevermind http://www.mahjoob.com/en/forums/blog.php?b=133 Thu, 04 Sep 2008 13:28:56 GMT i'v never been this bold or am i gettin too old? i'm posetive that i'v never been this bold on the hustle and i'm lucky that i came across some money gonna spend it all on ganja for my peeps cause my peeps will spend their paper on me and i'm dreaming of a wild evening on a bear rogg french wine and strawberry and a jugg full of ice cause i'm nice getting high on the tittie with my lady likes it freaky keeps me happy thank lord for this life with my boys and my peeps celebrate everyday with the whole family. ]]> freakisallgood http://www.mahjoob.com/en/forums/blog.php?b=133 Bad Timing http://www.mahjoob.com/en/forums/blog.php?b=132 Mon, 25 Aug 2008 12:10:55 GMT She tried to ignore the ringing phone, but it cruelly insisted on dragging her out of her deep sleep. She pulled it from under the pillow and tried to take a peek, the blurry screen was blinking with her supervisor's name. "Calling at 7:00 am on my day off" she thought "what do you want?!”
She answered, with a sleepy voice, maybe deliberately, and reluctantly confirmed coming to the office in an hour to hold a research meeting with an engineer who is coming to help her with her project, and apparently she had to hurry as he was leaving to the UK that night.

She hung up and sat at the edge of her bed searching for a reason, other than the very annoying and unexpected change of plans, for the awful feeling taking over her. Still looking at her cell phone she suddenly realized and concurrently wondered, "What in the world happened last night?”

Before she could almost let the wall of tears holding up well so far come down, her mom woke up, as expected, making a big deal out of nothing, she rushed into her room and with unjustifiable panic she almost yelled:
- Who called you? Is everything ok?
- It's ok mom, it's my supervisor, he wants me to...
- Now? What does he want? Unbelievable!
- Yes, well he needs me at the office at 8...
- No, you're not going look at you, pale as dead, go back to sleep!

At this point her mom's words hit her like small sharp knifes, but she knew her mom always meant good, in a bad way though. And to save herself a long dialogue she explained the whole thing, her mom looked indifferent this time and said:

- Ok! Come back as soon as you can.

She nodded silently and maybe dishonestly as her mom walked out of the room. Once she was out of her sight, she was drawn back to what she was trying to do before this interrupt took place, why did she feel all alone in the universe this morning? She couldn't tell, and before she gave in again, she realized she had to hurry up and stormed into the bathroom and back into the room to get dressed. She collected her books, necessary and unnecessary drafts and rushed downstairs to take a final look in the mirror, that's when last night's tape without prior notice replayed itself. She paused it to think "why do i care this much in the first place?" She knew that convincing herself with such a thought will most probably be in vain, but she was trying this theory which states that "if you say it much you might believe it in the end". If she repeated it like a million times maybe! She walked out of the house and slammed the door so hard as if this will put the ugly feeling that was tugging her heart every few seconds to an end.

It was raining outside, but she didn't quite notice. She stood at the edge of the sideway revising her calculations in preparation for the meeting, with the shower of bad words she had to endure earlier showing up in the background every now and then. She didn't feel like making any added effort to look for a cab and she knew she was going to be late, instead, she stood still until a cab stopped by her, and she got in.

In there, all windows were closed, rain was falling down the glass that she could hardly tell what was outside, the radio was off and the periodic rhythm of the windshield wipers left her no choice. She put all her stuff to her left, leaned to the window to her right and surrendered. As she was falling down a bottomless pool, a very small common sense sound inside tried to get her back and scream "bad timing! Not now!" but she insisted on rewinding what happened anyways, step by step, sentence by sentence.

“What did i do to deserve what you said to me? How can you say those things to me... and why? How was i supposed to know i was the one and only? And this is how you tell me? By throwing it into my face? Blaming me for it? And then leaving? How can you leave me...why it is easy for you to leave me and yet claim I was everything! "

She paused every now and then to give the driver a few meaningless directions and then get back to her avalanche, she couldn't help but feel the new empty space that she’s supposed to cope with all of a sudden. She always thought she could do without anyone and anything. What makes it different this time?

And then to her surprise, tears started to pour, hot heavy tears. She silently cried, and cried... the more she cried the better she felt, as if her punishment was soon to be over with every tear.

The cab stopped, and that pulled her out of the scene. She recollected her stuff and got out. The cold air het her wet face that it actually hurt, she carelessly pulled her sleeve and wiped her tears, her black makeup ended all over the tip of her blouse, but she was too absentminded to care, as she was still intoxicated, disconnected from the blur that is the rest of the world.

Now that she's out of the car and took a few steps away she's back into reality. Knowing that she's already late she slows down her steps for some reason, trying to take her time gathering the findings of the last hour of brainstorming, recapping what she is going to say once the meeting is held, fighting the urge to commence crying, she repeated:

"We have reached a recognition accuracy of 89% for stand alone-samples and 60% for concatenated ones. The main source of the low accuracy percentage is the partitioning algorithm which is out of scope for this project."

She looked at the time and confirmed her late arrival, yet she slows down even more, maybe to embrace what she had one last time.

"If we were granted more resources we could refine the built-in modules we used, and that is why we are here today…

We have also come to a conclusion that we were more than just friends, only after we parted. Maybe we knew it all along, I chose to stay on the safe side, and you didn't, you punished me for it and then left me in a mess. Now that you took your presence away from me, today, and every day, i know that without you, I’m always 20 minutes late.”
 ]]> SuperNova http://www.mahjoob.com/en/forums/blog.php?b=132 hehe :) http://www.mahjoob.com/en/forums/blog.php?b=131 Sun, 24 Aug 2008 14:44:10 GMT Five doctors went duck hunting one day. Included in the group were a general practice (GP) physcian, a pediatrician, a psychiatrist, a surgeon and a pathologist.

After a time, a bird came winging overhead. The first to react was the GP who raised his shotgun, but then hesitated. "I'm not quite sure it's a duck," he said, "I think that I will have to get a second opinion." And of course by that time, the bird was long gone.
Another bird appeared in the sky thereafter. This time, the pediatrician drew a bead on it. He too, however, was unsure if it was really a duck in his sights and besides, it might have babies. "I'll have to do some more investigations," he muttered, as the creature made good its escape.

Next to spy a bird flying was the sharp-eyed psychiatrist. Shotgun shouldered, he was more certain of his intended prey's identity. "Now, I know it's a duck, but does it know it's a duck?" The fortunate bird disappeared while the fellow wrestled with this dilemma.

Finally, a fourth fowl sped past and this time the surgeon's weapon pointed skywards. BOOM!!
The surgeon lowered his smoking gun and turned nonchalantly to the pathologist beside him and said. "Go see if that was a duck, will you?" ]]> LoLo84 http://www.mahjoob.com/en/forums/blog.php?b=131 ...What it all comes down to http://www.mahjoob.com/en/forums/blog.php?b=130 Sat, 16 Aug 2008 20:39:07 GMT Ah... 16th of August 2008, just want to remember this day :] ]]> OhEmGee http://www.mahjoob.com/en/forums/blog.php?b=130 <![CDATA[نشيد "مولاي" -- النقشبندي]]> http://www.mahjoob.com/en/forums/blog.php?b=129 Fri, 15 Aug 2008 05:08:14 GMT [CENTER][youtube]XblfQGSXFkU[/youtube][/CENTER] ]]> ubuntu http://www.mahjoob.com/en/forums/blog.php?b=129 ........الدنيا.......... http://www.mahjoob.com/en/forums/blog.php?b=128 Mon, 11 Aug 2008 13:43:09 GMT *الدنيــــا اهٍ... من هذه الايــام وتلك الليـالي...اهٍ من لوعة الدنيا...ذات يوم تجــرأ أحدهم وسألني قائلاً: ما هي الحياة بنظرك؟؟...قلت في نفسي : ( ها هو الوقت قد حان لأُخبر قصتي ...لأنشر رأيي عبر ذلك الافق البعيد الضائع ...اجبته والثقة ترتسم على شفتي ...الدنيا ؟؟! ويالهــا من دنيا !!... يا أيها...
الدنيــــا

اهٍ... من هذه الايــام وتلك الليـالي...اهٍ من لوعة الدنيا...ذات يوم تجــرأ أحدهم وسألني قائلاً: ما هي الحياة بنظرك؟؟...قلت في نفسي : ( ها هو الوقت قد حان لأُخبر قصتي ...لأنشر رأيي عبر ذلك الافق البعيد الضائع ...اجبته والثقة ترتسم على شفتي ...الدنيا ؟؟! ويالهــا من دنيا !!... يا أيها الناس استمــعو الى حديثي واحكــموا ...
فأنا حديثاً تخطيت السادسة عشر من عمري وانصدمت بواقع الحياة المرير ...ان الحياة بنظري دوامة الم ... واقع كئيــب ... الحياة كلل وملل...تعاسة تفتقر للسعادة ...الدنيا ظلام ... مسرحية يُمثل فيها الغدر بالخفاء ... اغنية تنشد المرارة وكله كلام في كلام ...غابة تملؤها الوحوش من كل جانب ... كلٌ يبحث عن فريسته القادمه ليلتهمها ... بحر اسود عجيب يملأ في حشاياه الكراهية والحقد ... سماءٌ معكره تحمل غيومها أسراب من الدموع والالام ... بيتٌ يحمل في حناياه نفوسٌ مريضة ونفوسٌ جلــيلة ولكن للأسف الصنف الأول يطغى ...اهٍ ...يالها من دنيا ...!
 ]]> banooteh_cute http://www.mahjoob.com/en/forums/blog.php?b=128 a letter to me ...! http://www.mahjoob.com/en/forums/blog.php?b=127 Mon, 11 Aug 2008 13:36:46 GMT 3ayoo6Hey, I know this can be hard and can seem awful but I just wanted to send this letter I know I have made some or (a lot) of mistakes in my life but what I really know now is that am sorry for doing this … I harmed myself and caused pain to my soul… am sorry for every tear that had fallen... 3ayoo6Hey,
I know this can be hard and can seem awful but I just wanted to send this letter
I know I have made some or (a lot) of mistakes in my life but what I really know now is that am sorry for doing this … I harmed myself and caused pain to my soul… am sorry for every tear that had fallen from my eyes to those who never cared about me …am sorry for screaming through the dark when nobody could hear me…
Am sorry because I made u feel sorry a lot of time for no reason… am sorry because I killed the little innocent child inside me …am sorry for everything I have done with no care …. Am sorry for not killing the people who hurt me … I will tell you a secret … I once was setting in by my self drowning in the sadness I felt like someone was killing me …someone was holding a knife and hurting me with it …I felt pain …a lot of pain … it was hurting…I wad dying ..I wanted to stop that pain…I held a knife and slap it in my body …god I felt no pain that’s when I realized no pain is bigger that the soul depression that’s when I found out that the pain was my key and my body was the keeper ….
From now on am not going to be the victim anymore … I hate crying...Dying … swimming in the ocean of pain

Why should I face all that while I can be someone else?
I promise u my soul that I will be something different … I will be the nature of spring minutes …the joy of summer hours … the warm of autumn days … the quiet of the winter nights… yea I will be something that everyone wants to be .. I will read love stories...I will jump from happiness... I will help other people to get through their problems …I will never leave anything sad anymore …. I will draw a happy line … god no … not a line …I mean lines of happiness …I will picture the joy and pleasure ….

Yea this is the new me …. If u like it or not ]]> banooteh_cute http://www.mahjoob.com/en/forums/blog.php?b=127 keeping hopes http://www.mahjoob.com/en/forums/blog.php?b=126 Sat, 02 Aug 2008 07:08:55 GMT 1st Donkey:- my owner beats me a lot 2nd Donkey:- so then why don’t you run away? 1st Donkey:- I would have run away, but the future here is very BRIGHT………………… When my owner’s beautiful daughter is naughty, he tells her “I’ll get you married off to a donkey!†... 1st Donkey:- my owner beats me a lot

2nd Donkey:- so then why don’t you run away?

1st Donkey:- I would have run away, but the future here is very BRIGHT…………………

When my owner’s beautiful daughter is naughty, he tells her “I’ll get you married off to a donkey!â€


So I’m here on this hope........



Keeping Hopes may not improve your future, but it will certainly
reduce the pain of Today !!! ]]> anass http://www.mahjoob.com/en/forums/blog.php?b=126 real madrid http://www.mahjoob.com/en/forums/blog.php?b=125 Sat, 02 Aug 2008 06:55:15 GMT madridi madridi ]]> anass http://www.mahjoob.com/en/forums/blog.php?b=125 السكرتيرة http://www.mahjoob.com/en/forums/blog.php?b=124 Sat, 02 Aug 2008 06:34:17 GMT المدير والسكرتيرة مدير الشركه قال للسكرتيره عندنا انا و انتي رحلة عمل اسبوع رتبي امورك السكرتيره اتصلت على زوجها قالتله: عندي رحلة مع مديري اسبوع انت دبر امورك المدير والسكرتيرة


مدير الشركه قال للسكرتيره عندنا انا و انتي رحلة عمل اسبوع رتبي امورك



السكرتيره اتصلت على زوجها قالتله: عندي رحلة مع مديري اسبوع انت دبر امورك


الزوج اتصل على عشيقته قال لها : زوجتي بتسافر اسبوع خلينا الاسبوع مع بعض


العشيقه تعمل مربية لـ ولد صغير اتصلت قالت له :انا عندي شغل اسبوع كامل مابقدر اجيك


الولد الصغيراتصل بجده قاله : جدو المربيه عندها شغل اسبوع كامل مش هتيجي خلينا كل يوم نروح مكان و نغير جو

الجد- طلع نفسه هو مدير الشركه - اتصل على السكرتيره قالها: الغى الاجتماع لاني مشغول مع حفيدي

السكرتيره اتصلت على زوجها قالت له : انلغت الرحلة و راجعه للبيت

الزوج اتصل على عشيقته قال لها: زوجتي مش هتسافر مقدرش اشوفك

العشيقه اتصلت على الولد الصغير قالت له : لا خلاص مافي عندي شغل وراح اجيك

الولد اتصل على جده قال له : لا جدو ....المربيه جاية خد راحتك

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