Why do we?

I see that a lot of people used to (most probably still are) using facebook as the social damage tool. They take it on their exes, friends, family etc. And then they are the same people that go to mass, that supposedly pray, that like to help others (in the eyes of the society) and posts beautiful quotes as if written by themselves as if they are living them!!! Grow up. We might not know it, or pretend not to but someone is watching, he is recording  everything and the prof will be used in our favour or against us when He calls us back to where we belong.

JV

Zewgt' iqlub - tahbita wahda

Fil-bidu taz-zmien,
Mara misterjuza fuq ritratt,
mhabba li nasal biex insejhilha fatat,
fil-guf iffurmajt ghalija u bdejt titrabba,
it-tifsira nieqsa ta' x'inhi tassew l-imhabba,
Sirt inhobbok fl-invisibbli,
demm li ma jidhirx li mela dawn il-vini,
sabiex il-gisem bla ruh li kelli nieqsa,
dik li int lili kellek ittini,
Gejt int minn fuq ghax baghtek ghandi is-Sultan tas-smewwiet,
ma' ridtx hafna elogji,
baghtek ghandi bil-mohbi,
fil-hemda tal-lejl,
meta f'did-dinja kien hawn biss skiet,
u qalli preciz kien Hu dawn il-kliem,
"Jien Sid il-holqien kollu,
li naghmel jien hu dejjiem,
Ha ntihielek, hu hsiebha, rawwimha sew fl-imhabba,
ser tkunu intom zewgt' iqlub,
imma t-tahbita tibqa biss wahda"
Telqek f'idejja tant u tant vicin,
f'mument li sthajjilt li madwari, kien bhal waqaf il-hin,
kont nhares lejk biss mill-boghod,
nahseb fik u gismi bhal imxarrab fix-xita
kien jibda jirtghod,
kollox hekk beda,
hars minghajr kliem,
li sawwarli s-sisien ta' hajti,
kompla jinbena fuq dak li bnejt jien,
nhares lejk mit-tieqa,
mara ferhana li tahbi d-dieqa,
u bejn kull qatra li thammiglek il-hgiega,
minghajr ma taf f'qalbi qabbadtli huggiega,
u l-pittur fija jpitter,
is-sakranazz jisker,
il-muzicist jikkomponi,
ix-xabbatur jitla fil-gholi,
il-poeta u l-awtur fija jikteb,
linji li fid-destin tieghek ileqqu bhad-deheb,
biex juruk li din mhix xi qalb ohra,
biex juruk li bhalek tassew m'hemmx,
u jigri x'jigri f'hajti,
ghax dak li diga hemm miktub mhu ser jithassar minn hadd,
ktibtlek erba linji biex nurik li nhobbok,
b'dik it-tip ta' mhabba li ma tintemm QATT.

JV
II.XI.XIII

Imhabba ta' veru

Harstu kienet lejn l-ajruplan li kien ghadu kemm ghadda. Ridet tarah, xtaqitu. Imma fl-istess hin, ma setghatx turih xi thoss ghalih. Ghafset dawk it-tmien numri li bhal donnu mohhha kien dara issa. Kien facli tiftakru in-numru tieghu. Min fuq in-naha l-ohra instema' dak il-lehen li kien jghaqqadha jekk ikun hemm xi bicca mkissra, li jerfaghha jekk hi taqa'. Lehnu biss kien igeghlha thossha zaghzugha mill-gdid, kien bhal donnu vibrazzjoni li jghannaqha minghajr biss tarah. Imma Lilu biss kienet trid u minnu ridet aktar.

"Hello" instema' jghid hu.

"Nixtieq narak" qaltlu, "nixtieqek iddahakni mill-gdid, nixtieqek thaddani u rrid nesperjenza it-tghanniqa tieghek. Qalbi mherrija bl-ugigh li jien qatt ma'nista nuri." Kienet qed tahsibha jekk turihx, jekk tghidlux dak li kienet qeghda thoss, ghax min gie qablu tant wegaghha li l-wegghat kienu xi kultant jergghu jfeggu minghajr lanqas biss taf kif hi. Iddecidiet li turih. Ftakret fi kliem Nirvana fl-ittra li kienet kitbet ghal funeral taghha stess.
"...dak li ghandek taghmel, ghandek tghid ghidu...ghidu llum u minghajr dewmien." U kompliet hi "Ghax illum stess taf ikun tard".

U hekk iddecidiet. Il-kliem li kien ser johrog minn halqha kien ser jibdel kollox. Hajjitha u l-mod kif tahseb fuqha. Ridet li qalbha tfur bl-imhabba mill-gdid. Hasset li hu biss, bhal karattru minn xi storja seta jwennisha u jkisser dak is-seher.

"Ejja ha nigi fejn trid int, ghidli fejn"

Kienu joqghodu minuti il-boghod minn xulxin u ghalekk iddecidew li jiltaqaw nofs triq.

Hu wasal qabilha. Kellu sigarett mdendel f'halqu. Xaghru nokkli mrembel. B'dik in-naqra lehja, xtaqet tobrox qalbha, sabiex tillixxja il-wegghat tal-passat, - li ragel fuq ragel bena u ghawwar f'dak il-bir tant profond, fejn ir-riflessjoni ta' dik il-mara li xi darba kienet bilkemm kienet ghadha tidher - bilkemm biex imbaghad hu jkun jista jtiha wicc gdid.

Harset mill-gdid lejh. Aghmlilha sinjal biex tirkeb. U hi ghamlet kif qalilha. Hassitu diga qed jiddeciedi id-destin taghhom. Hassitu ragel jaf xi jrid. Hassitu diga qed jipprotegiha.

Ghannqitu u qabditlu wiccu bejn idejha. U hu b'tant hlewwa imma wkoll misthija hares lejha. Wiccu hmar.

"Taf thobb?" saqsitu hi meta l-ahhar ghajta tas-serduq kienet ghadha qed tidwi.

Hi stagghbet biha nnifisha u bil-kliem li hareg minn fommha. 'Ghala saqsejtu hekk?' hasbet bejnha u bejn ruhha.

U ir-risposta li taha kienet dak - li skond hi - ir-risposta li kull mara tixitieq li ghallinqas darba f'hajjitha tisma.

B'rasu baxxuta, u xi ftit misthi qalilha b'ton helu imma sod u b'konvinzjoni, "Ma rrid nghid xejn mizjud ma' dak li diga ntqal. L-imhabba ta' veru hija dejjiema u m'ghandiex bzonn spjegazzjoni. Taf tadgher u tahfer. Taf thenn. Hija imhabba tant kbira li thossok tal-genn. Imhabba - li anke jekk tiblieh jew tixjieh u titkemmex, jew bhal ritratti ta' dari, int ma tibqax sabiha tlellex - ghalija tibqa dejjem sabiha, bhalma diga ghidtlek fjura bir-riha. Jien hekk naf inhobb. Hadd qatt ma tani ic-cans, jew jiena ma hallejt qatt lil xi hadd jasal tant qrib ta' qalbi. Jien naf inhobb" temm jghidilha " imma nhobb biss b'imhabba ta' veru"

JV
XXIV.X.XIII

My thoughts....

Sometimes we think about the past and because of all the hurt and pain caused by other we cry. We also tend to cry when we sometimes think of what lays ahead, in the future, as this pain, the same hurt won't let us think or perceive things, achieve dreams in a positive way. But in doing so, we are skipping living this moment, the present and enjoying the people that really care for us and through our pains and our hurts see the real us. Good morning, afternoon, evening, night and day to all, wherever you are, wherever you'll be, whatever you're doing.....Jack.

Love is the best fashion...it's always in vogue and updated, it simply suits everyone that has a heart - Jack Vella.

Don't you show affairs of the heart to the brain. It might change your perception - Jack Vella.

Love cannot be quantified. If it does it's non existent - Jack Vella