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Am I imagining things or have almost everyone I have seen or met recently fallen into a dark pit of misanthropy and self-loathing? You should smile more often or your facial muscles will freeze in that sulk forever (something that is yet to be...

This morning, while in my car moving at snail's pace in Cairo traffic, I realized that sometimes the lack of options is good thing. My inner monologue went something like this: "Should I listen to the playlist I spent an hour selecting songs for on my...

The above picture is of my new toy, which I'll tell you more about later, after I tell you how this whole cycling thing got into my head. You may or may not already know that I have a not so mild fascination with two-wheeled pedal powered machines...

...and I have nothing to note to mark the occasion. Older, yet not...

Yes. Tonight I will set fire to the little black notebook in which I have kept a semi-regular journal over the past five years of my life. I will incinerate half a decade's worth of mundane, important or note-worthy personal happenings recorded the...

<a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/hani/2783083593/" title="DSC00134 by hmorsi, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3113/2783083593_903aff0c84.jpg" width="500" height="375" alt="DSC00134" /></a> First off, I am not...

It's moving season. My university is moving campus and I am moving house. My office, apartment and car are all full of boxes of various sizes. A sense of temporariness is infused into familiar spaces, and there is an urgency to just move and get it over...

Don't you just hate waiting? It seems to me that a big chunk of our lifetime is spent in waiting. Waiting to board a plane, catch a train, at ticket counters, for the concerts to start, for your food, for your friends, coworker, boss, in traffic,...

If you know anything about me, or have read a few things of what general gibberish I post on tis blog, you probably know that one of the things that I love and do with significant regularity is travel. This is not a post about why I love traveling, or...

"I am bored" Ever had someone say that to you? Probably yes. It is a very generic and common statement made by people when they get sick of the dull, tiresome, or uncongenial proceeding of the general state of affairs of their lives at any given moment...