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Friday, December 28, 2018


A man and a woman smiling



How much would you go for the hope of true love | A review on " The choice " by Nicolas Sparks  



Truth is told once in a while.
How far can you go for true love, not a trial?
Every option is hard, but shall you make a pile

Can destroy of choices not save.
Happiness is for those who feel brave.
Or take a hard choice with no shelter or cave.
It breaks souls but mine are free to share.
Choices are taken in moments of despair.
Every blink of an eye I choose her.

Even if she doesn't want to be chosen.
Even if she's on a hospital bed, broken.
I choose a memory. A vow..never been spoken.



A man sitting in front of a sick woman on a hospital bed


Merry Christmas, everyone!
Yep, that's me. A bookaholic senior dentist who just finished " The Choice "  and wanted to write something about it. So, let's begin.



  • Our choices aren't ours.

Nope, not yours. You try to tell yourself so. That you made it with your own free will. But, you didn't. The choices you made is based on time, circumstances, experience, failures and sadly, Fear. Even if we chose the people we love. A friend to spend time with, a best friend or a lover. That choice is based upon emotion. An emotion that was raised within you in that person's presence. But!


Can you control your emotions?! Cause if you can, then you can control your choices.

" If Gabby never felt attracted to Travis, if that split second never happened, would she choose Travis, even if logic says No? " 


  • The choices we make. 
The good of them and the bad, aren't about the concept itself of choosing, it's all about who you choose or who you make a choice for or who you will be after making that choice?


  • How much would you go for the hope of true love?

"I would go to the end of the world".
Yeah! I bet that was your first thought. 

"Nowhere, there's nothing called true love"
Aaaaannnd, That was your second one.


We live in a mixed world, between those who believe in love and bubbles of joy ( Facebook people) and those who went through an unsuccessful love experience and think life can't give him/her any more good. 
And there's you. Waiting for love without knowing if it might actually come or not. You just have a weird feeling, that maybe one day you gonna be a Facebook guy or a Facebook girl.


So, my dear reader. How much you would go for true love. If you really wanna know. I guess you should read the choice by Nicolas Sparks 


A romance novel with thrilling points and turns that makes it perfect.


" The best choice  is to never let go of what you believe "


Thank you so much for reading my review, I hope you like it. I know my reviews are a little bit different, but books aren't just a bunch of papers for me. They are my life and with every book I read. 
A new life begins!




Monday, December 10, 2018

A book by John Green and a cup of coffee

The parasite believes itself to be the host | Review on " Turtles all the way down "




 The stars are clear.The weather is cold.
 Us together even after getting old.
 Running in circles. Spirals, drawn bold.
 Thoughts within me, A suffocating fold.
 Lying deep. " Do it, NOW " I was told.
 Either real or not. I am good as gold.
 Shiny sheet. Soft. But yet sold.


 And here he came, my prince charming.
 Lying under the stars. Watching  and yarning,
 Love. Life. We are just pretending.

 To be strong, live and see the stars  disappear.
 Hiding behind the clouds in shyness and  fear.
 Early rays of lights not shall tear.

 With force the power of time or a light  year.
 Along the way.look up the stars and see.
 Yet all the stars you saw, aren't ever here.

 Dancing lights, travelling a light year. 
 Orbits around, like a circle or a wheel.
 With every end, there's a start. like a loop,Dear
 Nothing bad, Just life.not too safe nor  severe.


Life is a loop of in between.


Hello, everyone welcomes back to my new book review or shall I say a new Journey. 


A book review with a little poetic touch


Recently l read " Turtles all the way down " by John Green and that's what I got from my latest book adventure :

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  • The parasite believes itself to be the host. An invasive thought can kill it's a carrier. Just think of it this way. A thought. An idea. An inception. Something starts within you, A drop of ink in a glass of water. You think it's small and useless, but quickly it spread and invade. You can't undo a thought, can you? You can't control it. It becomes a parasite swimming and luring within you and you are the host.    


  • And our main character here ( Aza) is in a loop of thoughts. She can't control them or stop them and that's her problem. Cause somethings in life aren't meant to end and our pain is one of them. We have to feel the pain, feel the drops of sweat rolling on our forehead. That's life. It's all about the feelings. The bad ones more than the good, I am afraid.


  • Am I real? What makes me real? If I don't have control over me, my thoughts, my life then what makes me a real person, not just a fictional character in someone's fiction novel? Well, to answer that question you really gotta read the book. Like man, that's the main idea of the book😂😂😂. I believe that No, you got no control over anything, but I also believe that a good thing. Life is meant to be uncontrollable, unpredictable and unlimited.  Those who thought can control it are either dead or are going to be...VERY SOON.


"Dubito,  ergo cogito, ergo sum" Descarte.


  • It means you doubt, you think, you are...or something with the same meaning 😂😂😂😂, either way, he meant that your thoughts don't define you, you are not your thoughts. You are your actions that are based on thoughts and doubt. 


You are not just a thought...you are a doubt lead to it and an action that was made from it.


  • No one ever says goodbye unless they want to see you again. Yep, that's right. No one cares to say goodbye unless he cares about you and that's why goodbyes aren't bad. Goodbyes aren't about endings, it's about just another kind of beginnings.

That's all. The end of this Journey. See you soon with a new book and a new life lesson.






Monday, December 3, 2018


Book review on " PS. I still love you " by Jenny Han. 



Partially in love. Partially maintained. 
So many emotions lost and gained.

I thought it was easy to fall in love.

Slightly like a swim, for a lazy dove.
Tightly bonded, like bricks high above.
It seemed that easy, yet it was that tough.
Like a rope. Letting go cause lesser pain.
Love is magical, yet partially insane.


Living all our lives desperately wanna gain.
Old love, new one even both in a campaign. 
Very hard to tell. Am I bad or just a plain,
Eager teen. Wanna fall in love again.


You are the one? for me? I am not sure.
Or am I even? Your only one and cure?
Unmaintained love, but love, for sure.







Hello again, everyone. Welcome to a new book review or shall I say life journey.

Cause books are my life, with every book comes a whole new journey, and here's my latest one.


  • I thought  letting go was all about cheaters and bad romance, I thought it was a big ugly bubble of tears over a boy,  but man! I was dead wrong. Letting go is like a ship. It takes time, patience, efficiency and one hell of a sailor to sail in an angry sea. Let alone that sailor is just a seventeen-year-old teen.


  • Letting go was never about a person, it's always about a concept. An idea. A belief. An attraction. An obsession. It's all about us. 

" when we let go, we not only letting go of a person, we let go the concept that made us with that person...we let go of a part of us as well"


  • We let go of the anger, hate, hurt and despair, it ain't about a boyfriend/girlfriend. It's all about us.


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  • You know that feeling when you hate something you used to love so much, just from the continuity and repetition of it. From your first day to your last you hear the word love on daily basis. Like EVERYWHERE. We want so much to feel loved and cherished. The sole purpose of our lives is finding that amazing soulmate that is born just to complete us.



"We become so overwhelmed with the concept of love before even knowing what it really is" 






Well, Imagine all of that happened to a seventeen-year-old Asian Petite Lara Jean.

Or you can spare the imagination part and go read the book😍😍


P.S I still love you by Jenny Han You can check here website here



Oh! By the way This is my Review of the Month for the review collection on LovelyAudiobooks.info

Tuesday, November 27, 2018

Is it what love to you, Mother?

Lying in silence, watching me shutter.
Eager to cry, but never bother.
To say no, to walk away, to save us all together.

Yet you thought, you can make,
Old demons smile,zombie's heart shake.
Uninvited,fear get to you with no break.

Getting high, step by step, partake.
Outloud like a Porsche with no brake.




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Review on " I let you go " by Clare Mackintosh. 


As always I never saw a book as a way of entertainment or something useful or educational. In fact, it was always quite the opposite. 

Books are Journeys,  with every book there's new discoveries, new dimensions and new life.

And here's my latest adventure in points:


  • Monsters are never born...they are created, cause we all are born the same.  This book won't tell you how to create one. It tells you how it feels to live with one.      


  •   JUSTICE. It's supposed to be easy, live in peace. But what I really got from this book is reality has so many different shades of grey and that there's a very different yet thin line between the truth and the reality. ( you may spend your whole life believing in something not even real ).



Quite a deep book review, ha??? Wait for it😍😎😋




  •  Men are superheroes or at least that what we see, powerful heroes with tons of muscles. For a lot of people  (unfortunately most), Insecurity is a womanly thing like they are born to fear and cope with it. What nearly kills you is that most women feel insecure, they are raised to believe that fear is a normal thing, that fear is good. Fear is safety. So our tears become our first reaction.

  With tears, we fight

         But No.

  •  Most of those we fear, fear us too. But the game is all about the appearances... the myth of control. So, fear all you want. The only way out is to fight.


  • Does fear result in submission or Submission is a result of fear? If you have the physical power and the will to do something, why do you choose to cry when you can scream? Choose to beg when you can bite? Stay when you can run? 




         

I hope I did a good job reviewing the book, and if you want to know the answers to all those questions, I guess you get " I let you go " by Clare Mackintosh. Check her website here😍

Thanks, for reading.


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Thursday, November 22, 2018


Why do we always fail at commitments?

Pen up, pen down.
Feeling myself,
looking like a clown.
Done nothing so far,
but never deserve a frown.
Com'on do it,
What are you waiting for?
Start now,
Got no time to ignore.
Stop feeling weak,
It ain't gonna get you to shore.
But I can't stop that bad feeling,
Motivation off, can't start dealing.




I hate the universe.

No, Actually the universe hates me, then I hated him back. Com'on!! don't look at me that way I am a sweet young lady with just a tiny issue.

RESPONSIBILITY

Ok, so it's not that tiny but com'on guys it's beyond me and I can't control it. Let's start from when it all begins.

Yesterday was my midterm test, so I should have studied the day before, but apparently the word "should" doesn't belong to my dictionary. I don't know what happened. I knew I had a test, that I must study, I knew this was important. I just lost motivation. I lied back for about 7 hours doing literally
NOTHING!!!.

I just couldn't make myself motivated enough to study, so right now writing this makes me wish that I am one of those kids who might just pee in their pants from fear of exams.

But I am not.

Before judging me I know, I know I am the one to blame. But I am not lazy nor a playful person or I wouldn't spend like an hour writing the article you currently reading but sometimes I feel like I lost the fire in me.
The one that keeps me forward, the boiling will that makes me want to go through fire.
The motivation.

The purpose to do something great.  Sometimes all I want is to eat and lie back and that sucks:(

But what's next? Is that how my life gonna end? Is that why I am here ? Cause now I am worthless. I am being controlled by fear and dispair.


I am filled with rubbish, complete utter bullsh**

A photo of black ink


Some people try to get my hopes up, others try to sugarcoat the truth, but believe it or not no one can help you but you.

But here I am writing all those amazing motivational words, while still lying on my back with zero regrets.


Yep I am like a messy incoherent ink line in a wide white sheet. 



And along the way, I would keep cussing and turning into a small ball of negativity and indifference.






So, What's next?
Nothing... Cause it's not gonna end.

We are not gonna stop being ugly, rubbish , incomplete and lazy.

We are not gonna stop blaming ourselves for every small ugly detail.

We are not gonna stop falling, failing and crawling.

But we are damn sure stop wishing for perfection.  



  This is who we are. We are meant be.  flawed. It's just being human.



And it's perfectly normal, cause you, my dear friend is perfect in an ugly imperfect way. With every little ugly detail, flaw, ignorence and incoherence come the bigger picture.


Romanesque Architecture :- Abbey Church of the Trinity (11th century) By Ali Khaled 

Look closely. Zoom in. What do you see? 

Anyway, it's past midnight now. So, I think a couple of hours of study is better than nothing at all, ha? 
Wish me luck, 

By the way I found that amazing piece of free hand sketch on Twitter by Ali Khaled you can find the tweet here. And I just couldn't stop thinking how much it is so perfect in an  imperfect way.


Monday, November 12, 2018



Do you believe in a happy ending?

A happily ever after, love, soulmates and destiny sending the perfect one for you, like two innocent souls meant for each other.
Well, that book got me thinking? Does fate have a role in love? Are you destined to be in love with a specific person among 7 billion people on Earth?

So, what about " Wrong time. Wrong place"? Is it even real? Or everything really happens for a reason?


Hello, everyone. My name is Shahenda, and here's my book journey.

"Review on November 9 by Colleen Hoover "


  • Everything really happens for a reason, but it doesn't have to be as we hoped or wanted. Sometimes life makes no sense. Sometimes life acts weird.  


" But believe me, everything is for a reason."


  • We are ugly. As much as you think you are beautiful and kind, as much we feel victimised and broken. We are monsters. One way or another, we did something bad, broke someone's heart. Ignored a message, acted like you never cared. In a way, all of us made unbelievably sick and ugly mistakes. We are bad, the only thing that really matters is how much you are willing to forget and forgive.

                 To let go
      
  • Happy ever afters are real. But they are like Disney land. They are so damn hard to reach. 

  • Love is like a poem when you spend all your afternoon trying to figure the best words and the most poetic synonyms, you try so hard to get the perfect rhyme, Sometimes you get them, Sometimes you don't. Doesn't matter how much you tried to make it work.     


                  Love is poetic




November 9 quote



No, where to go, you can't escape fate.
Or fetch an escapade or run away from hate.
Vapours, fires and gases on every gate.
Eager to run but regret is never late.
My demons let me, hurt a saint.
Beauty in the fire, now broken in the shade.
Earth made me her easy bait
Running deathly in love, with the one I opted.                                  death to take.


Now shall I come, shall I stay hidden?
Inside my heart, lies the secret, Forbidden.
Now or never, babe. Can mercy be given?
Eager to wash my sins, finally to be forgiven.









Thursday, November 1, 2018

Hello, Pilot. How are you?
Doing great, I bet. Me too.
It's funny how life made us go through.
Running hard, nowhere to go.

Did you believe or even felt.
A pull, a latch or a longing that melts,
Your heart to pieces, then finally to an end.
I know you're in pain, so don't pretend.

I bet you don't 
I bet you do.
How far can a bet
make me hate you?
Who am I to hate 
When I am you?

I am your day and month as well.
I am your bad decisions and the same fell.
I am your love and your damn hell.
I am once loved, now, I can't tell.

Am I just easy, am I dumb? 
My decisions are bad, but I can't stop.
Can't hate people, and you are the top
Even after all those insults, you drop.
I still believe you the best cop.

No, not a cop.
A captain

A sad girl in a subway station






Saturday, October 20, 2018


Flash in my eyes, forcing me to       

smile.
 Heaviness in my heart lasts for over a 
 mile.
Got nothing in here but a long useless
 pile.
Of damaged souls, all together in one body. 
Mine.



No, not mine, but it always felt this 
way.
keeping a secret, it's ugliness made me stay.
Wanna run away with him, through a light ray.
How much more darkness can I keep at bay?

But here it comes, the hard equation.
How can I solve it, when love is the relation.
His lovely face could sacrifice what no nation,
Could sacrifice for millions, not just me. A patient.



A patient with emotional abuse.


Hello again everyone, hope you liked my poem. Sorry, for making it so cryptic. Com'on guys don't look at me that way. I know you loved it😂😎, the harder it looks...the easier for you to get the true meaning of the book.

Cause books are Journeys and here's mine...


This is my review on " All the little lights " by Jamie Mcguire.


Or I would rather say, Journey. An emotional one.

- It's so hard to not know what to do. You spend your days trying to be good and happy.

But that's the sneaky part. You can't be good and happy at the same time.


" You keep asking your self. Why? Why you have to suffer. Why can't you be happy and at the same time do the right thing? " 

Guess life is one hell of an equation and I am terrible at Maths.


The book is filled with ups and downs, a lot of ups actually. This sweet love story. It was so sweet that sometimes it didn't even seem true. But love here wasn't the problem or I would rather say Catherine's and Elliot's love wasn't the issue.


Love as it should be. From All the little lights book by Jamie Mcguire


  - Let me ask you something.

Have you ever felt angry towards someone (I bet you have)? What if that one is a beloved one? Like a friend, best friend, boyfriend, a family member.
A mother.


You are so angry and frustrated at that person (let's call him A), you kinda hate A for his actions,  but at the same time, you love him. You can't imagine a life without him, you start to think that your responsibility to make things right. To make A right.


But A never changes. In fact, A knows quite well how much anger and despaired you feel. A knows how much you love him, so he keeps doing what he does. And you keep feeling Angry.
Then bad at yourself for being angry.
Then despaired.

That's called abuse.
Emotional abuse.

" Those people are raping you of your own right to feel angry, to make a change, to get over them. "

They are abusing you and they know damn well, that you love them.
So, you won't move on.
You won't leave them.


Cause if you did you will look like the devil who has been overrating and angry for nothing.
And they will be the perfect victim.


That's not all about the book.
The book is filled with love and sweetness, it might melt you.




But this is what really got me, what made this book worth reading.

Ooh, and the ending will be quite a surprise😎😉.

Thank you for reading, I know this is not your typical book review, but I am not a typical girl either.

Until the next book,




Friday, October 12, 2018

Going to love you, unconditionally.
Only you will break me, fully.
No one could or thought it might be me.
Eager to cope or adapt to their reality.

Game is on, step up, lover.
I'm not a player, I'm the one who gathers.
Reigns in hand, precautions for any other.
Low death traps, I know you like a mother. 



Long blond hair, much to die for.
Only one woman, who got me to shore.
Soon enough I saw her close the door.
Too big of a smile.Is it good? I wasn't sure.

Boy, it's hard to live like a man.
Or play a game with a devil without a plan.
Yet I am gonna play as long as I can.


 Born as a male but live like a man




Here I am reviewing a new book or rather describing a life journey and this book (  I mean Journey)  is something else.

Something weird, anticipating, heartbreaking, raging and admirable.

Something feminine. 
Let me tell you about my Journey in points.




  1. you can't know it's fire without seeing the ash.

You can't make people do something awful. But you can persuade them that the only way out is by making a much more awful thing.
And she's a genius in persuasion. 
She amazes people, compels them, makes them want to be with her. 



MEN WANT HER AND WOMEN WANT TO BE HER


Then she studies them, analysis their brains. Know their weakness.
They become her homework. And she's the perfect student.

 SHE WROTE THEIR FATE FOR THEM, BUT THEY  DUMBFOUNDLY CHOSE TO LIVE IT, ANYWAY. 



       2. The brain is a powerful weapon, so is love.
But how much power you can get from a romantic love and a wicked brain mixed together. 

       3. People's perspectives are always tricky, especially if it was a woman.
Cause women tend to be sensitive to feel and interact, persuading as well. 
They act upon their emotions and that's dangerous. .. frighteningly dangerous.




      4. Manipulative woman with so many different personalities and a complete utter control over her emotions = The devil himself.




      5. I used to think that anger makes you stupid. It makes you do the dumbest actions ever.
Well, not any more.
Cause anger makes you powerful. It gives you motive. A dark venous one to destroy and conquer. It opens up a door for an idea, a virus spread without stopping.

Now when you mix anger with persistence with hurt with a will stronger than titanium you get 

                    Amy.




 WELL DONE, B****. THE DEVIL IS SO PROUD


Cause Amy always wins.
She's manipulative.
She's a con artist
She has a thousand years patience.
She never forgets nor forgives.

But most of all...she found the perfect victim.



What makes you the perfect victim?

**Just being a good decent man.



And, what made Amy a so powerful woman?
A)Her patience.
B)Her interface
C)her wicked mind 
D) her ugly monstrous soul
E) All of the above.
F) None of the above.

I know you will choose E, but I am sorry to tell you it's F.



You may be patient, evil, intelligent and ugly from the inside but without the right control, you won't succeed. 



The thing here is not how she did it, but how she was able to get away with it.
By control...emotional stability. 
Amy had the ability to control, keep and preserve a certain feeling for long periods of time. She spent 12 months planning. 



These type of actions require a huge amount of motivation.
Like when you are so hungry you are pushed and motivated to cook for yourself.
When you feel sad about your grades, you are pushed and motivated to study more.

You may be a genius to make the perfect plan. But you have to be in control to make it achievable



Motivations need feelings to trigger them.
But feelings don't stick long. With Amy they did.


Just finishing one of the most Compelling, weird and extremely amazing books


So, I am sorry for being a little Harsh😂😂. But I am not just reading books I am experiencing a life Journey and this one was..... don't know, I will let you decide. 

Huge thanks for Gillian Flinn for making such a masterpiece. 
Huge thanks for anyone who might by complete coincidence read my review and think that I write ok.😍


This is my Review of the Month for the review collection on LovelyAudiobooks.info