Beit Teta

… where much time was spent, a lot of growing up was done, and where decades of love and life echoing loudly from wall to wall now echo-
[tired dusty objects once grand. photographs of days gone by.]
 


10 Comments »

  1. Lina

    October 29, 2007 @ 5:00 pm

    You bring to my mind and heart memories of my own teta. The photos are beautiful, and tell of a rich warm life…

  2. Khaled

    October 29, 2007 @ 6:01 pm

    Whats the camera you’re using?

  3. Dima

    October 29, 2007 @ 6:24 pm

    it seems that all teta’s homes have the same features :)

  4. Qwaider قويدر

    October 29, 2007 @ 7:04 pm

    The Anti-spam word was home. And how relevant I found it to be

    I miss the only teta I got to see. So I didn’t feel this experience of going to Dar Teta or Seedo.
    Inshallah my children will enjoy it and grow up to talk about it

  5. Laylatoot

    October 29, 2007 @ 7:52 pm

    Beautiful, *beautiful* pictures. They capture the nostalgia so tangibly. True skill!

  6. omar

    October 30, 2007 @ 12:48 am

    I don’t have any tetas, never did :(
    they passed away before I was even born…

    i love the photographs, and my favourite is the one in the bedroom with the tv and the window….it’s brilliant - faved it on Flickr!

    omar

  7. Dana

    October 30, 2007 @ 2:25 am

    That second picture is wonderful! Really catpures teta-ness as I know it.

    Great blog btw :)

  8. طفيلي( ahmad)

    October 30, 2007 @ 5:23 am

    One day, we will be like your teta and stop for moment asking if we have achieved our dreams. In this stage of life people think and some of them are scared about next life.

    I like pictures because they tell story for a human being.

    May Allah bless your teta

  9. khalid jarrar

    October 30, 2007 @ 10:53 am

    yeah! dima this is exactly what i was about to say!

    all grandma’s houses are alike! :D

    you find the old, old photos, particulary the wedding one where all people look so elegant and cool like they just jumped out of a 60’s egyptian movie. And there are always some paper with numbers in BIG font, representing the contact of her sons and daughters, possibly the neighbors and certain serrvices provider (7aris il 3amara should be on the top of the list) and of course the clock and the phone, both having gigantic numbers, and the enormous Quran. and the load of photoes in the bedroom mirror, and a bunch of used-to-be fancy perfumes right infront of the miror, perfumes that are rarely ever used anymore.

    i am grandma’s favorite grandson, she spoils me when i visit her :D

  10. imad

    October 30, 2007 @ 7:30 pm

    the living-room picture with the uneven “abajor” shutters and the seventies furniture…
    it’s all coming back soon.

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