What can change the man? Is it money, or a beautiful woman?

Poverty or rich are not the impetus to change the man, they are not the essential ingredient of his character on the contrary, persistence of poverty, wealth, are supportive of his character and a test for hardness and strength in the face of the variables surrounding it and the extent of maintaining itself without change. The difficult times and crisis are that strengthen or weaken a man's personality.

The strength of a man driven from his heart and what they contain true and noble sentiments supporting the guard force his mind in support of maintaining and growing constantly to survive in tough times. Permission the main changer for his character is" The Heart", if a change of heart turned his personality upside down and turned into another person retains the same outward appearance, but totally different from the inside.

So what makes a man's heart changed?

Maybe new feelings rushes to detect her to the forgotten feeling, original enshrined in the heart and he located in the conflict between old and new if the offer of the new feelings and emotions place of the original his sight is completely different to things then his personality change accordingly.When the heart change followed by the mind in the same direction.

While a beautiful woman off course no man can avoid her effect but she can't change the man's personality that depends on the extent and strength of character of the man or not. No matter how much she can taming him only if she owns his heart.....

How did men and women think?

The difference between women and men was not only Physical aspects but also mentally. Men always thinking in one direction ignoring many of the things in appreciation task whereas women are thinking in all directions with every details, which it stores in their memory until needed. Scientific studies has proven that men tend to process better in the left hemisphere of the brain while women tend to process equally well between the two hemispheres.

This difference makes men deal efficiently with activities and approach problem-solving from a task-oriented perspective whereas women typically solve problems more creatively and are more aware of feelings while communicating and have a larger deep limbic system than men, which allows them to be more in touch with their feelings and better able to express them, which promotes bonding with others. So that Women tend to communicate more effectively than men, focusing on how to create a solution that works for the group, talking through issues, and utilizes non-verbal cues such as tone, emotion whereas men tend to be more task-oriented, less talkative, and more isolated.

Therefore men and women created to complete each other and cooperate in life not for competition...

عذرا عزيزى الرجل

عجيبا امرك ياصديقي الرجل ! فمفهوم الصداقة لديك محير و غامض , حيرني معرفة معناها لديك وكيف تنظر اليها جملا و موضوعا.

فتارة تبين إيمانك واحترامك بمفهومها المطلق وتارة اخري تقصر مجالها علي صداقة الجنس الواحد ( الرجل للرجل أو المرأة للمرأة ) واعتبرت الصداقة بين الحنسين نوع من المغازلة وتمضية الوقت فقط ,ولا حدود لها خارج ذلك الاطار وإلا تحولت الي نوع أخر من العلاقات الانسانية .

لقد تناسيت يا صديقي ان كلمة " صداقة " مشتقة اصلا من كلمة " صدق " والصادقون ليسوا هم الرجال فقط أو النساء فقط بل الكلمة تعم علي الجنسين , فلما تحاول وتصر علي إلحاقها بجنس صاحبها ؟ ولما لاتتعامل مع الكلمة بمفهومها المطلق والصادق في المضمون ؟

فالنوايا ومدي صدقها هو المحدد لطبيعة العلاقات الانسانية , فاذا صدقت النوايا تحققت الصداقة بمفهومها المطلق ....

MOMENT'S LOVE

In love .... We lose our identity , past and future... Leaves ourselves to be slaves to our feeling and desires... Our passion takes toward to river of love which take us with its flood , and enjoying swim in its quiet, noisy waves... Our passion back us revert to its beach,sink in its softly sands and relax under its warm sun ,in its nights we enjoyed with its moon and brightly stars... Every moment of passion and feeling owns our bodies ... When we feel thirst , our longing leads us to its river,to drink from its fountain, until we be like drunks without wine... So are the days and nights of love.... In love we lose in its valley ...walking without guides in its ways....we sink in its deep sand ...until find hands picked us and hugs.... cools our lips with water's life....then were re back to lives.... we pass through to our road carrying our hopes with us....