Sam Cult

The nuance between beauty and desire, between stability and adventurism, between "the right one" and the "glamorous other" had carved his life since teenage years. He grew up as an idealist but soon started to discover the grand disaccord between the "should" and the "pragmatic". After all, our vices and virtues are none but dresses that we tailor as per the moment and mood.

He had never reached a reconciliat...

He was a dreamer and aspirer, yet he lacked patience. His mind was self brainwashed by too many traits but none of them was his own. In his teenage years, he wished another belonging, surrounding and life stream. One day, as his boss was overwhelmed with the maintenance of an already dead fridge, he sneaked on top of a table and gazed up, through that dimmed window, towards a tiny cloud. He portrayed himse...

She lived the life of a crown-less queen and talked about the public figures of our time as if she had just invited them to a gala dinner yesterday. She was eloquent, although she did not reach high school, charismatic despite her blushed traits whenever she was dragged into a debate, and chic yet a protagonist of a social revolt against the bourgeoisie's etiquette. In brief, she was as harmonious and incongruent a...

The weather was tempting for a walk down the nearby park. She did not embrace fresh air since six months now and her mini-apartment's walls turned as sombre as his heart. Her feet took few steps towards the window and her eyes gazed at the outside world in hesitation. She felt a silent revolt heating up her heart again and a defiance ...

It took him 14 years to acknowledge love. Estrangement stamped his facial traits with wrinkles and sober dimples. He looked frailer than a stubble and calmer than a desert. Yet, an unaccomplished revolutionary spirit was still dormant inside his morbid heart.

It took him 14 years to book a flight ticket back to his hometown for a final round with an insidious nostalgia that neither fate nor d...

The night was still young and fresh. He grabbed two chairs and sat with his partner at the porch of the 30-seats bar they operate together. They both lit their first cigarettes of the evening, sipped from their instant-made coffees, and gazed at the first envoy of night-lovers flocking from the low end of the street.

The partner was from the Lebanese diaspora's generation. In easier...

We all spend our lives in constant search for an ultimate love. Each one of us tailors his / her own doctrine and, as years pass by, everyone develops a personal philosophy on love matters and a coping mechanism to help him / her survive the sleepless, aching, and frustrating nights. Some of us spends a lifetime in thirst for a sip from that resplendent grail while others win a sip but, als...

He said, it is too bulky to get to know a new girl, to spend time knowing the stuff she likes, and then reach the phase of emotional experimentation. His unconscious supported his decision and argued that he is not spending that much time in his native country to get into that. The guy approached his best friend and informed him about his decision. He lanced, "I'm going to spend money on prostitutes rather than waiting...

"Crocodile", "Snake", "Whale of all tales", "Hard - not heart - Breaker", and "Speedy Gonzales" are not names given to cartoon characters in an upcoming 3D animation hit. Believe it or not, this is but a short sample of names that males give to their penis. For a reason remained unknown, they spell out those bogus names while unintentionally inflating their chests and thickening their voices,...