A World of My Own

    Initiating a blog was never an option, and what triggered it now is my love for words, and for English in particular. I feel that I have to voice my thoughts or I'll explode! English isn't my native language, but it is an escape. Some individuals might not understand the beauty of a foreign language, the beauty of new words that may express one's feelings in a way a native language can't. Some say that French is the language of diplomacy, Spanish is the language of passion, and Russian is the language of power...Well for me English is a universal language that approximately sums everything up. It vents my anger, fear, love, and any emotion that invades my fragile heart. Don't get this wrong, I love my native language, and my loyalty for my country and culture is everlasting. So being the language lover I am, having a favorite language is normal. This might change, who knows!

    In this complicated world, my mind finds relief in books and movies. With every word I read, and with every scene my eyes catch, I travel to a world of my own. A parallel universe where an alternating version of my life is possible. And I wonder what if this and that was actually possible. Sometimes I love the the storm of feeling that erupts within my soul when I finish a book or a movie. A sad scene can literally leave me with tears, and a sweet romantic story can make butterflies erupt in my stomach!Weird?Yes, I never said I am normal.
      
     I just started this blog, and the thought came out of no where, but I hope that someone out there shares my thoughts about life, movies, books... 

     Right now two quotes can sum it up and reveal some of my traits:

"She had always wanted words, she loved them; grew up on them. Words gave her clarity, brought reason, shape." --Michael Ondaatje

"In the world I am always a stranger, I don't understand it's language, it doesn't understand my silence."--Bei Dao