MIMO KHAIR

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  • Day Two Hundred Seven, August 17, 2011

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    Do you remember those days of summer when you were so young that worries could never find you? Do you remember your little projects of mud pies, berry picking, swimming, running around barefoot all day long, playing hide and seek, splashing in puddles, making fairy gardens, creating your own ice cream with all sorts of…

  • Day One Hundred Eighty Seven, July 28, 2011

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    If I were to choose two things that make summers in Lebanon so special for me, it would be light and water. It never rains in the summer, so the sun shines gloriously everyday warming the place magically and forcing you to long for the water. And Lebanon is rich with water, a phenomenon in…

  • Day One Hundred Seventy Five, July 16, 2011

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    It was a Saturday afternoon, the city is Shanghai, the alley is very crowded, the heat was extremely suffocating, the people were irritated, pushing, shoving, impatient… And then from the corner of my eye, I sensed a calm, a special moment, in the middle of all the noise, a bubble of containment, a special love…

  • Day One Hundred Seventy One, July 12, 2011

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    Funny thing about living in China when it is your birthday; you celebrate it and then you are asked by a local how old you are, which you admit truthfully and try to be all graceful about the whole thing, until they ask, “is that in western years?”, “beg your pardon?” you ask, and then,…

  • Day One Hundred Sixty Six, July 7, 2011

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    When the silvery day prepares to meet the golden night there is a moment of magic. It is like a desperate lover’s embrace, a holding on, knowing that they must soon  be separated again. And in that moment of passion, golden sparks fly, a stillness descends on all who witness this daily miracle. It is…

  • Day One Hundred Sixty Three, July 4, 2011

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    With Lea’s growing and intense fascination with the world of bugs during the last months, I have been finding myself almost daily with my nose to the ground in search mode. When you shrink yourself and force your perceptions to go smaller to enter that world, you become more and more intrigued by the beauty…

  • Day One Hundred Fifty, June 21, 2011

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    They appear as if from nothing, the expand at an impossible speed and they disappear almost just as fast. Most mushrooms behave this way. They are one of the mysteries that have always fascinated me. When things appear and disappear in a short time compared to all else around them, like Native American sand paintings,…

  • Day One Hundred Forty Nine, June 20, 2011

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    It is amazing the amount of influence the sun has on our emotions. Everything glows in the sun, the water twinkles, the trees are brighter, the flowers are more colorful and the faces of people are painted with smiles. And it makes sense. It is a huge burning star that supports us, that gives us…

  • Day One Hundred Thrity Nine, June 10, 2011

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    It has been raining steadily for a few days in Shanghai. It is the kind of rain that is born of harmoniously grey overcast skies and the rain that calls on the essence of patience in us. Patience because the rain shows no signs of stopping soon, it just falls steadily sometimes just a drizzle,…

  • Day One Hundred Thirty Six, June 7, 2011

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      Rain, we all have feelings and emotions about it. Some think it’s romantic, some get annoyed by it, some complain about it, it drastically changes the mood of some, some love to run in it, some love to sing in the rain, some pretend to love it just because they want to be special…