لا اقول عن شهر شباط                                                                                                       انه شهر ما له رباط                                                                                                           و لكنني - اقول بأمتياز عنه و كما عرفته طوال حياتي -                                                               بأنه شهر مجنون                                                                                                              و يجب اخذه الى العصفورية ايضا ...                                                                                      كل يوم في شهر شباط                                                                                                        يختلف عما قبله                                                                                                                و عما بعده                                                                                                                      و كل الايام فيه صداع بصداع ...                                                                                           امطاره ليست كالامطار العادية                                                                                                                       و برده قارس                                                                                                              و ايامه لا تحتمل ابدا ...                                                                                                  انه يشبط يمنة و يسرة                                                                                                    و في كل الجهات ...                                                                                                       غباره لا مثيل لها !                                                                                                        الحياة كلها فيه مختلفة                                                                                                     عما في غيره من الاشهر !                                                                                              نشعر بالبرد القارس شعورا                                                                                            لا مثيل له                                                                                                                   حتى في قلب الشتاء ...                                                                                                   كأننا في طوفان حقيقي                                                                                                    حيث ترتفع الامواج الى السماء                                                                                         و ترطم الصخور و كأنها تصفعها صفعا ...                                                                         البرق و الرعد و الخوف و                                                                                              الالم ....                                                                                                                     ان يوما من ايام شباط يعدل                                                                                              سنة مما في غيره ...                                              &n