Diaries of Passion (5 of Endless)

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From: egyptomania2008@yahoo.com
Date: Tue, 28 Aug 2012 03:47:23 -0700 (PDT)
Passion…passion has always been my motor, and if I lost the
passion I cease to function. My passion for the group, coupled with my passion
for sharing knowledge and paying back a small part of what this group has been
flooding me with for a whole year, and together with my passion for medicinal
plants both academically and professionally (I was working in this field at
that time and was doing postgraduate studies in it) resulted in a presentation
introducing the group to the world of medicinal plants, only to be followed by
3 other presentations in the same field.

With all the effort I put in the presentation and all the
fear I had that it wouldn’t be as good as I want it to be, the day was great
and it marked a new relationship with my beloved group. The year 2006 was
approaching with a glamorous start and my connection with the group and its
members was turning into an addiction. I had made some very good friends by
that time who are still my close friends till now and suddenly I found myself
living a new life that was powerful enough to make anything outside this group
and its people and events secondary, trivial and worthless. I became addicted
to PTP!
More events, more stories, more initiatives, more sub
groups, more discussions, more friends, more places visited and more
information watering my thirsty soul, many times I lost the point of connection
between PTP as a cultural group and PTP as my life and existence. And I’m not
exaggerating.

In 2006 I had my first trip outside Egypt, it was to Iran
and I immediately started my first travel diary “The Persian Experience”
sharing my thoughts and impressions with the group and as usual, the feedback
was nothing but encouraging and delighting. That was followed by a trip to
Syria and sharing my “Syrian Experience” and then by my diaries from Paris “The
French Experience”. I remembered I was going around in these cities looking for
posts to send on PTP!
In 2006 I also started blogging where I began publishing the
writings that I already share on PTP on my blog and widening my exposure to
more readers. Would I ever know about blogs if I were not a Templar?
By the end of 2006 a drastic change was taking place in my
life where I had decided to travel to Germany for an unknown period, and I
announced it on the group with lots of tears that I will be missing attending events.
To my surprise, a farewell party was made to greet me, with my very close
friends from the group and with a lovely gift from Camel, a book about Cairo,
one of his passions.

Some people believe that “far from sight is far from heart”
I don’t and I will not.

Germany, the best days of my life and PTP was with me and I
was able to share my diaries in Germany and the Netherlands “the Dutch
Experience.  I came back to Egypt after 3
months of being away, and I was full of passion for my beloved group and my
friends, PTP has never been away from my heart or sight.

By the end of 2007, PTP has been my home, the place I can
really call home. And the year 2008 continued to be as fulfilling and
enriching. By the end of 2008, drastic changes were waiting for the group and
for my relationship with PTP.

To be continued...
 
Meto

Endless Passion

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Passion…passion has always been my motor, and if I lost the
passion I cease to function. My passion for the group, coupled with my passion
for sharing knowledge and paying back a small part of what this group has been
flooding me with for a whole year, and together with my passion for medicinal
plants both academically and professionally (I was working in this field at
that time and was doing postgraduate studies in it) resulted in a presentation
introducing the group to the world of medicinal plants, only to be followed by
3 other presentations in the same field.


With all the effort I put in the presentation and all the
fear I had that it wouldn’t be as good as I want it to be, the day was great
and it marked a new relationship with my beloved group. The year 2006 was
approaching with a glamorous start and my connection with the group and its
members was turning into an addiction. I had made some very good friends by
that time who are still my close friends till now and suddenly I found myself
living a new life that was powerful enough to make anything outside this group
and its people and events secondary, trivial and worthless. I became addicted
to PTP!

More events, more stories, more initiatives, more sub
groups, more discussions, more friends, more places visited and more
information watering my thirsty soul, many times I lost the point of connection
between PTP as a cultural group and PTP as my life and existence. And I’m not
exaggerating.


In 2006 I had my first trip outside Egypt, it was to Iran
and I immediately started my first travel diary “The Persian Experience”
sharing my thoughts and impressions with the group and as usual, the feedback
was nothing but encouraging and delighting. That was followed by a trip to
Syria and sharing my “Syrian Experience” and then by my diaries from Paris “The
French Experience”. I remembered I was going around in these cities looking for
posts to send on PTP!

In 2006 I also started blogging where I began publishing the
writings that I already share on PTP on my blog and widening my exposure to
more readers. Would I ever know about blogs if I were not a Templar?

By the end of 2006 a drastic change was taking place in my
life where I had decided to travel to Germany for an unknown period, and I
announced it on the group with lots of tears that I will be missing attending events.
To my surprise, a farewell party was made to greet me, with my very close
friends from the group and with a lovely gift from Camel, a book about Cairo,
one of his passions.


Some people believe that “far from sight is far from heart”
I don’t and I will not.


Germany, the best days of my life and PTP was with me and I
was able to share my diaries in Germany and the Netherlands “the Dutch
Experience.  I came back to Egypt after 3
months of being away, and I was full of passion for my beloved group and my
friends, PTP has never been away from my heart or sight.


By the end of 2007, PTP has been my home, the place I can
really call home. And the year 2008 continued to be as fulfilling and
enriching. By the end of 2008, drastic changes were waiting for the group and
for my relationship with PTP.


To be continued...

 
Meto

Endless Passion