Category: writing&blogging
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The Virtual
Crowded busy streets; cars, people, noises, faces, and figures of people… Over there a kid is dragged into a family gathering which he would preferably skip. There a mother is bouncing after her hyper kids, furious and mad on how her image is seen by others. There stands a guy…
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A Letter to Time
Dear time, To the running away moments, to the moments that turn into memories, to the moments that turn into scars and pain, to the moments that turned everything upside down, and to the moments that pushed us ahead. It was, it is, and it will always be a matter…
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Am I Late?!
Wide fields and mountains really high, your shadow is here among the softness of the mud and on the toughness of the rocks. Your soul and your spirit are present. Where did everyone go?! Where are they now?! All quiet! All peaceful! Where are you now?!!Where have you been?! You’re…
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The journey of searching for Hikmat Alamine…
Note that: the following is not a biography it is just a few episodes of Hikmat Alamine’s life. What is written below is figured out through interviews and investigations about Hikmat as a doctor and a humanitarian; a lot of secrets and stories were discovered but some things are better…
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…رحلة البحث عن حكمت الأمين
ها هو الرجل الملتحي ينظر إلينا من جديد. لقد اعتدت على رؤية وجهه ونظراته، ها هو جالسٌ في مكانه المعتاد؛ داخل إطارٍ معلق على حائط. صورته في كل مكان، في غرفة الجلوس، في بيت جدي ولدى الأقارب، الصورة ذاتها للرجل الملتحي، بملامحه الهادئة ونظرته الثاقبة. هكذا تعرفت على “عمي” الدكتور…
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Screaming Out!
A shy smile, teary eyes, voices screaming inside the mind; struggling its way out helplessly, the soul enclosed and stuck in the dark unable to face the light, thoughts and feelings in a struggle, in a fight, in pain… Running and running towards the nowhere; running towards an escape… Screaming;…
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The Ghost
He woke up in panic noticing the field being quiet and empty around him “wait! You there wait for me!” he shouted loudly and helplessly as he rushed running behind the moving buses. “Stop, I’m still here!” he ran and ran but as if no one seemed to notice him;…
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Life’s Riddle
Who are we? Why are we here? What are we doing? What is this place? What is time? Can we touch the sky…infinite questions cross our minds How? When? What? Why? We wonder silently and sink each in his own waves of thoughts and questions; not able to say, not…
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Is It an Illusion?!
On what seems like a bright morning, she got up, got dressed, and packed her stuff. She decided it was time to move on. She is still young, in her twenties and life seems to be shining up for her. Everything is going according to plan. She headed to the…
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Pleasant Remembrances
It is 2015, few days ago I turned 23 and now I’m working as an English Teacher. Teaching was never among my future plans, I never thought of being a teacher, I could never imagine myself as a teacher, but that’s how it went. In a weird way being at…
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