There is an American critic who loved the movie: Gone with the Wind and she watched it dozens of times
Suddenly, I watched it when I got older. She was surprised that she did not get emotional, and it seemed ridiculous and contrived to her. She wrote: The movie has changed! It is no longer the same movie that I used to watch in the past
This is the eternal question that haunts you when you are my age: Has life really gotten worse or am I just not the same anymore?
When I was young, I used to listen to my father who would not stop recalling the memories of his youth. The chicken was the size of a sheep and the sheep was the size of a Triceratops dinosaur, and the flowers had a real scent. A single flower covered an entire neighborhood of Damanhour - where he was born - with scent. Forget the strawberries and apples. You could have To know that someone bought half a kilo of apples or strawberries in all of Damanhour; Because the smell seeps into everything...the songs were sweeter, the girls were more beautiful, the movies were more enjoyable, and the people were purer...
I was listening - or listening - to this speech politely, even if I was shifting my feet a hundred times in a boredom that I concealed. It seemed to me an endless thread of the usual words of the sheikhs: Are your chickens chickens?... These are birds...
We used to buy a car, an villa, and a dozen eggs for half a riyal
My father told me about the films of his time, about the amazing Errol Flynn, and the genius James Cagney, and... and... at least today I can see these films as irrefutable evidence, as I do not see anything supernatural in them...
the usual Hollywood stiffness and a lot of fabrication...
I delved into the purity of people in that era, so I read about the pure Raya and Sakina, the pure doorman who raped a three-year-old girl in 1933, and the pure artist who caught her pure husband with the pure maid in the kitchen on the wedding night!
What about the pure artist: so-and-so... who stormed into the office of the critic who did not like his latest film, brandishing his gun?
There was a very famous brothel in Tanta called: Al-Khubayzah...and today it has become a respected popular market...so where is this purity
I am young.. I have grown up.. This truth will not change.. Tomorrow is much better.. The whole universe is waiting for me.. I will become Secretary-General of the United Nations, marry Raquel Welch, and win the Nobel Prize in Literature, and in my spare time I will practice my hobby of performing nervous system surgeries. This might guarantee me another Nobel Prize... who knows? I may become the first Arab astronaut... ever, and I will become handsome, with blond hair and blue eyes... I don't know how... you have to be fifteen years old to understand...
Yes.. nothing in the world is as it was.. I buy strawberries and stick their fruits to my nose and smell violently.. nothing.. if I stuck a strawberry in my lungs, I would not smell it. What about apples that you are not convinced are not plastic until you bite into a piece?
Then you need another period to be convinced that you did not bite a piece of eggplant Where did the girls' beauty go? Why do I no longer see anything but thick powder, so that every girl feels that every girl has painted another face on her face that she likes
Where did the old burning emotions go when you were writing dozens of poems for your beloved's smile? Today, if you married her and had twenty children with her, you would not find anything inspiring in this
The answer that appeals to the elderly is Life has changed and there is no longer a blessing. But the answer that is closest to logic is: Life has not changed.. You have changed
Maybe my smell has become weaker Maybe my heart has become thicker Maybe my hormones have deteriorated. Maybe I have become old and narrow-minded, unable to find beauty in anything.. Maybe girls are still beautiful, and strawberries are fragrant, and the songs of this generation are beautiful
Yes, it is logical and it is mature for me to admit this...but who told you that I want to be like that? I would rather stay young than mature, so I tell you frankly
Life has become really bad and unbearable May God help you Are these your days
I haven't changed, life has changed
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