More Hassan and Morcos

Yes the movie is not that good. Yet the subjects it deals with are becoming further and further an interest to everyone.
I ate my pop corn, watched the simple minded script and listened to the direct conversations of Adel Imam and Nour El Sherif. This doesn't really matter. What matters is that I remembered. I remembered how throughout my childhood and university days the issue of religion was handled so simply with no sensitivities, clinched fists and huge anger (from both sides...)
I remember that our neighbor had 2. Then she got pregnant. Although a devote Muslim she took upon herself to fast 3 days every year for Virgin Mary if she gets a girl. Now Riham is a Physician, married with 2 children and her mom is still fasting.
The first day of every Ramadan, I used to pass by my Grand Parents neighbor. Guedo Ismail used to give money to all the kids in the building on the first day of Ramadan every year (the reason he gave us the money of the first day of Ramadan and not during the Feast still is unknown till this day.) I did not live in the building. I got the money nonetheless.
And a million more example, I can remember; as I m certain that most of us do.
I always believed that we Egyptians were the happiest people on earth. While everyone else was only celebrating a certain set of holidays and vacations, we had double of everything. Egypt is the only country on this planet that celebrates two new years eves, 4 big holidays (Iftar Feast, Christmas, El Adha Feast and Easter) and Sham El Nesim that is a purely Egyptian invention.
I am Egyptian living in Cairo. I've been raised in Heliopolis and happen to be Christian.
This is what the movie is all about...

M&H

Sometimes, we get struck by the most unusual facts in the most unexpected times. I always thought I knew what I wanted. May be not in so many details but a rough sketch has been always there in my mind.
Till I met you.

An absolute revelation struck me. It had nothing to do with your beauty, style or finesse although you have loads of all of these. However, I have passed my years and I have learned my lessons to overcome these minor attractions.
I said to myself: She is just a pretty face. Then you turned around and you spoke to me. I cannot remember the last time I had a conversation with such an intelligent person.
Intelligent women drive me crazy.

You talked about yourself and you talked about your family. For no reason, but within the constraints of our limited minded society, you decided to share with me some of your life. I learned about your work, your studies and your family. As much as I was attracted to your intelligence, I could not help but to admire your persistence and responsibility. You take charge, when the call comes for, and you make it happen.
A man definitely needs his partner to fight at his side.
The days of romantic women waiting for their lovers at the window; or even the days when every great man needed a woman to only give moral support are long gone my friend.

In a world that is so demanding I dreamed about you. In my dream I felt protected and safe by your mere presence and an overwhelming glow of serenity engulfed us.

I do not know who I am and I still do not know what I want.
One thing I am sure of though: I wish I had you.