One of our everyday gripes as Jordanians is that Amman is just too damn tiny. We even invented creative ways to illustrate Amman's seemingly minuscule size; a theme that I will probably not explore on this blog, but I am sure you know what I am talking about! However, last night, it got me thinking that Amman's (or to put it more accurately, West Amman's) community, as small as it is, might sometimes be a blessing in disguise.

Last night, I took a stab at recalling the first time I "met" Milk and Melon. Meeting Milk was through admiring the well-crafted illustrations that adorned the pages of JO and Venture magazines; and that was long before actually meeting Milk in person. Meeting Melon, was through the many anecdotes and pictures shared on And Far Away; I must admit that my eyes lingered a little bit longer on her pictures than the rest of And Far Away's elaborate archive of images!

Never in my mind did it occur to me that I would befriend these two amazing persons. And though I normally tend to think of people in terms of "how interesting they are" or "how intellectual or fun or unique" they can be (and believe you me, Milk and Melon embrace all of these traits), I do not think I have ever liked my friends for how they made me feel, but I always liked them for what they are as people. To me, Milk was a talented illustrator, who was probably busy churning out one page of nifty drawings after the other, sipping on whatever illustrators like to drink, while chilling out with other illustrators that are just as good in drawing, while discussing their latest productions in the art world. While Melon was a very attractive art student, who was probably practicing her latest dance moves with her equally elastic and athletic friends, while taking breaks to brainstorm new ideas for their art project, and probably sneaking off to meet her other art student friends. Little me on the other hand, took proud ownership in having the worst drawing abilities on the planet, while there was no way I could get into art school especially when I was studying Business Administration; so the odds of befriending them, let alone meeting them was rather slim!

So it's interesting, that you could "meet" a person, before even "knowing" that person. It might well even be possible that you could "know" a person, before even "meeting" them. I always thought that as people, our souls, or spirits, meet and intertwine before our physical shapes do. Of course, such an idea is rather creepy and scary (just imagine all of our souls floating around and meeting each other before we do). But it got me wondering that perhaps that's how some people have instant sparks when they first meet each other, or that's how some others instantly start bickering at each other and just develop a profound disdain for each other. Perhaps that's how sometimes, you meet somebody, and you feel that you have known them for your entire life, even though you probably met for the first time around 10 minutes ago. Perhaps that's how, sometimes we long for, and miss somebody, before we even know them, and once we find these people, we sit and wonder, why the hell haven't we met them when we were a lot younger?!

So I think that Amman, being as small as it is, could be annoying at times. But at times, it makes it so easy for us to meet great friends and to cross paths with the most unlikely people and develop the most unlikely friendships.

Thank you Milk and Melon for refreshing my faith in Amman's otherwise tiny population!

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1 Comment

1. TALL & small on 13 May 2009 02:19

   Very inspiring Megaphone! I like the way you put it all together!!
   They are indeed two very unique and interesting individuals!
   
   You can't but love them and hence somehow appreciate Amman for what it is!
   
   Apple (the fruit)
   xoxo