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[A story I started a while ago, just completed it today and I know I am still not at my best in writing .. waiting for your comments)

She wrapped the scarf around her head, and stepped confidently towards the mirror .. she started feeling it, and then a strong laugh came out followed by a hot tear on her cheeks. Her sister entered the room in a hurry: Reem, lets go .. we are going to be late .. the bride will enter the hall and we are still here .. Reem smiled: I am ready my dear sister, but I need you to fix my scarf .. I feel its not well put. Her sister replied: oh no it looks perfect .. lets go.

She felt the pain growing, as if her sister meant to say: and why do you care, everyone knows you are blind. She feel the pain of needing someone to do her basic needs, one of them is seeing her self in the mirror .. she hid her sadness and followed her sister while she is guiding her to the car.

Ahlam (Reem's Sister) put on music when she entered the car, that bothered Reem. She wanted to listen to noisy sounds around her .. the same noise that used to bother her before, is the only window that she can imagine what is it like outside .. her eyes are taking the role of her eyes.

She heard the noise of the breaks .. oh Ahlam and her speeding habit, she always warned that one day she will get into a serious accident .. but she remembers that a year ago she was like her .. speeding carelessly .. now she regrets every scenery she passed through and didn’t pay attention .. she misses seeing the greenery, the desert or any other scene!

Ahlam woke her up from her day dreaming by holding her and asking her to follow her since she doesn’t want to be late.

She entered the wedding hall, she felt the heat of the place with the loud music moving the whole room. She held Ahlam's hand strongly.. she felt she was walking trying to get the attention of others. She says Salam to Aunt Salma and Aunt Shiekha and then to Aunt Mariam and Aunt Fatima .. All of them insist on how beautiful Ahlam looks, and then they pass a comment on Reem's dress. She hears as: oh don’t worry, you look beautiful even when you are blind.

But she insists to face everyone with a smile. She wants to tell everyone she is happy with what god has written. But she is pain when a woman asks: Do you know me? I am the mother of flana. And how wouldn’t I know you, she thinks, when your loud voice is filling the place. Why does everyone insists on reminding her with her pain .. why their tone says: Oh pooooor one .. she hates that word and that tone kills her!

Ahlam takes her to the table next to the speakers. Many times she begged her to sit somewhere far. But Ahlam doesn’t care, she wants to sit next to her friends. She tried to let it go, and started making a conversation with someone next to her. But she feels it, everyone is giving her their backs. She doesn’t see them but she is sure that what usually happens! She tried passing time by listening to the songs, but all sound stupied .. she wanted to go back to her room and listen to the poets she loves to hear .. anything is better than those silly songs. At least with those poems she lives a romantic dreams she can only dream about.

But then she remembered. She will always smile. She is not here to enjoy or listen to the songs.. she is here to smile and tell everyone she is fine and she will never burry her head in the sand even if that would burry her happy self.

She felt a tender hand holding her right shoulder. Usually she hated those tender hands because its filled with sorrow and petty. But this hand had a different feeling. It said I understand and I know the pain you are going thorugh. She looked towards the hand and asked: who is it? The girl said: I am shams, your mother's relative. She remembers Shams, the little girl who is younger than her. She was a happy kid filling the place with life wherever she are. She remembers her with her nice features.

Reem replied: oh I remember Shams, the little girl has grown up.

Shams: Yes, I am a woman now. She followed that by a laugh. And for the first time Reem felt she is enjoying the evening.

But then she remembered. Shams has a sister with dawn Syndrome. God, she just feels pitty. She doesn’t need petty anymore .. she needs someone to see her as human being. She excused from Shams and asked Ahlam to take her to her mom's table.

She couldn’t find a seat next to her mom. But there was another one in the same table so she agreed to sit there. After she lost her sight, she uses her ears to know what is happening around. She heard a woman whispering the lady next to her: who is this beautiful girl there. The lady next to her said: I don’t know, but she seems from Al Rashid family. Reem felt happy when she heard that, she always liked that she looks like her dad. The woman completed: could you please ask, my son is looking for a wife and if this beautiful girl is from Al Rashid then wow, it’s a good match.

Reem was shocked. For the first time she feels like a normal girl. For the first time she feels hope even though she is sure that if the women knew she is blind she would change her mind. The feeling that she is wanted make her see the light again.

She stood up and headed towards her sister friends, and she started clapping with the girls

طيب يا أخوات يا حبيبات يا انجليزيات

مترجم نص نص
بليز

بصراحه كثير النص رائع
والله ما افهمت شي لاني ما بعرف اترجم وامنية حياتي اتقن اللغة الانجليزية
تحياتي لكم ..
ehab

هدا ايهاب صاحبي وانا بعتز في قداراته بالانجليزي بس متووووووووووووواضع جداُ








هههههههههههههههههههههاااااييييييييييييي

فاطمة ترجمي ماعندنا مترجمين

والله عبقري اللي بكتي قصص إنجليزية




يييييييييييييييييييييييييييي الله يحفظه




شموا لموا

انا مستعدة أترجم بس كام تدونيييييييييييييييييي؟؟؟؟


بس ممكن تكون اللغة تعتي مش مية مية بالفصحى, مع اني جبت بالترجمة 80
يللا
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ساعود لترجمة البقية

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انا يا جماعة هادا المنتدى
صعب تشوفوني فيه


لأنو قدراتي بالانجليزي واللغات ال 19 التايين اللي عندي


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ههههههه

يا عيني يا عيني

ما شاء الله عليك

يعني احنا مش من مقامك

مش هيك


بس مقبولة

على العموم

شكراً كتير غيد عبى ترجمتك

هههههههههههههههه يعني؟؟
طب ورجينا؟ يللا شد الهمة

على كل حال انا عارفة قدراتك منيح كتييييير,بلاش تعرضها لحسن الناس يروحوا فيها
هههههههههههه

ولا شكر على واجب

شغلت احلام شقيقة ريم الموسيقى حينما دلفت السيارة مما أزعج ريم,أرادت ان للأصوات المزعجة من حولها ,الضجة نفسها التي كانت تضجرها من قبل.(...................),,الكلام مش مركب صح!

سمعت ضجة ال(بريكات)..اهه انها أحلام وعادتها السيئة,دائماً تحذرها من انها يوماً ما ستقع فريسة حادث سير معقد,لكنها تذكرت انها هي منذ عام مضى كانت مهملة,وها هي الان تتندم لكل دقيقة كانت مهملة فيها ولم تعر اي اهتمام
تفتقد رؤية الاخضرار او الصحراء او اي مشهد آخر
أيقظتها احلام من حلم يقظتها بسؤالها لها ان تتبعها حيث لا تود أن تتأخر اكثر من ذلك
دلفت قاعة اعرس"حفل الزفاف",شعرت بحرارة المكان مع صدى الموسيقى الصاخبة تتحرك في ارجاء الغرفة

تشبثت بذراع أحلام بقوة شعرت بانها تسير محاولة جذب انتباه الآخرين,القت التحية على العمة سلمى والعمة شيخة ومن ثم للعمة مريم وفاطمة,والكل أكد على بهاء وجمال مظهر احلام,ومن ثم علقوا تعليقاً بسيطاً على فستان ريم,وكأنها سمعتهم يتمتمون" لاتقلقي ,فانت تبدين بحال جيدة حتى وان كنت كفيفة/عمياء"
لكنها أصرت على مقابلة كل شخص بابتسامة ,تريد اخبارهم بأنها سعيدة بما قدره الله وكتبه لها,ولكنها تألمت عندما سألتها سيدة : هل تعرفين من اكون؟؟ أنا والدة فلانة,وكيف لااعرفك...فكرت ,بينما صوتك الصاخب يملأ المكان؟لماذا يصرون على تذكيرها بألمها؟؟لماذا تلحظ الحزن في نبرات اصواتهم ولسان حالهم يقول: آآه يا الهي...كم هي تعيسة ومسكينة
هي تكره تلك النبرة/النغمة,انها تكاد تقتلها

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