When i was a kid, my mum used to take me and my brother to my grand ma... and like any grand ma, mine hold the responsibility of telling us stories about how Egypt was in her days..
My grand ma was so cool when she tells this story, she sits and tell us with her smooth voice all of this amazing memories that she lived, and all of this stories that happened whether in our families or others, tells us about the neighborhood and how it was back in the days when Egypt was still a charming queen.. when all the families weren't just families living in closed apartments, but more of one big family gathered by one village...
One of the stories was about one family that was resident next to my family, the daughter of this family was getting married... and as if every single mother felt it's her own daughter, they all started to prepare...
U will ask me what exactly??
EVERYTHING... starting from the food that will be put on the tables, to the pride herself: the hair, the dress and every single detail that the pride needs or the family this day and the other families can help out with...
It would be an amazing night, all the families gathered in the streets, tables furnished, colorful lights stretching from one building to the other along the streets.. the pride and the groom would be sitting in their chairs looking around being blessed with this big family...
My grand ma used to tell me that this nights would be the best night ever across the village, where u can feel the bonds and the harmony between all the families just by looking at their faces and hear their laughs..
Great nights, ever lasting memories...
Villages now are not the same... the laughs withered and this amazing gatherings r nothing but memories that is told by a grand ma to her grandsons and daughters..
Last time i went there and visited the village, i felt as if it was a haunted one, not like the old days... the streets r broken, the buildings r silently standing, and the only action in the street when the small kids play football.. and that's it...
the spirit simply is gone...
Even in Alexandria, although it's a city, but u find ppl no longer interested to know each other, in their own neighborhoods, they r exhausted in work, and family affairs... they no longer reach for each other... no longer wanna bond like how they family did in their days..
I kinda feel that perhaps one day when the whole country is back to it's golden ages and even exceed it, we would all have this lovely spirit again... but till then... i'll keep on writing about all this amazing traditions that we lack this days... documenting what once existed ...
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