Cleopatra’s Curse


Cleopatra’s Curse, it might sound like a strange title but the only right one for my insane idea. It took me lots of time & confident to get over the charming power of Cleopatra to add my own scenario that haunted me ever since I read about her, she lived, ruled, sacrificed & died like a true Egyptian Women. A model, an idol figure to all of us, not those girls that use their bodies & low manners as a pathetic way to the world, to us, to a generation that changed a world, fought for freedom, taught the world what being an Egyptian means, that -finally but not lastly- turned a little square in the center of Cairo into a global story missing it was like missing a life time of wonders. To that generation I’m writing a new Cleopatra’s story.

Imagine her, so Egyptian & strong yet captivating & charming, she gets you down on your knees not just with a body or beauty but a unique soul & magic that runs in the Egyptian blood since this blessed land & people appeared in history. Not just a woman, not just a queen, not just a remarkable leader to this nation, Cleopatra is a type of humanity herself, a whole different tale to tell just by being herself, that makes you wonder after her, for her, & finally falling in love with the queen. I won’t take you & dive in all those historical facts -if you’ve ever been to school you sure are aware of most of them- so I’ll just tell you my point of view & let you imagine one of yours or live with mine.

Caesar & Antonio didn’t get half the blame history put on her shoulders even now after hundreds & millions of years still many people look at her as the woman who used her beauty or seduction skills to start wars, jealousy all for her wishes & pleasure, they never even thought bout looking at the whole scene with her eyes, never understood her tragedy.

I might agree a little with the fact that she might had had a seducing skills but not enough to agree that it was the problem because Cleopatra was not that much of a beauty queen to use it in a dangerous way, Plutarch thought that she might be an incomparable beauty but later he admitted that the it was not just beauty. He crushed the fact that being raised & taught by Egyptians made clear in history which is that her charm comes from her voice. I myself ll go with the possible fact that its not just the literal voice he meant it’s words, words are the golden treasure here, words are the truth behind the legendary queen, words are what we missed between the lines of what she left for us, and words are the right question between all the mysteries we are lost within. Here my theory starts with the idea that she was cursed by her own charm.

A fact that I must mention to everyone reading now is that the Ptolemaic rulers never learned Egyptian language they kept using Greek, all except Cleopatra; although she knew that Egyptian was pretty hard she did learn it & to relate herself more to Egypt & Egyptians she related herself to Isis, the Egyptian goddess. She was certainly effected by Egyptian way to much for someone who grows with a family history like hers. Another fact history books sometimes forget is that Cleopatra didn’t take Egypt simply on a gold plate a great country, she certainly did not, Cleopatra took Egypt while it was losing more & more land by each passing day, & everyone was fight over it like a last piece of cake not the Egypt that the world respect. She did a lot for her country, her home, & for the people she loved, a real loyal queen that chose her country over the selfish habits of her ancestors to be herself without fearing anything but losing her country.

From the growing with Egyptians her love just grows, just as her talent & her curse, the curse of words, of being loved. Finally, I’m not giving a history lesson or lecturing you bout my theory I just believe that Cleopatra as the last Pharaoh queen of Egypt deserve a much more than what we denied her, she’s an inspiration to me, she makes me believe that my words can actually be my key to everything, & that beauty only comes from me not from how I look, she tell the story of Egyptian women & how they have the power, talent, revolutions & the beauty of Cleopatra’s curse.

This is not a funny story  not a sad one too, it’s a theory bout words bout truth bout a story that had more than what they say & tells just as they say a fact history already proved to be true : A pen is mightier than a sword, remember words are more powerful than war.

This is dedicated to the writer that taught me love, words, truth, & life, I dedicate this very dear article that shape my -soon to come- 1st novel’s idea, to Aleksandr Kuprin on his 141 birthday, 7 Sept. 2011.

*My hard work is not anyones to joke with, mention where you got it if you wanna take something from the article.*