Nothing is as it was... My cup of coffee is no longer the source of happiness that I would wait for from night to morning to revel in the meaning of peace and tranquility. Its aroma no longer has the joy that once tickled my senses with love and passion...
It no longer has that magical effect, capable of always awakening me, despite that
Suddenly I wondered...
"What's the difference between journalism and electronic committees?!"
I don't know why this question suddenly occurred to me!!
In recent years, the confusion has been disturbing and chaotic amid the events of the revolution, the Brotherhood era, and the period after its fall.
After I moved
For expatriation from the homeland, there are endless hopes and aspirations that do not stop at its geographical borders, and these hopes do not recognize the long distances that the expatriate travels away from his homeland, imagining deep within himself that what he reaps in material and perhaps social gains can make him forget his pains or
Coffee has one face; every time you sip from it, a pleasant mood visits you. Nevertheless, you find that some people have several faces, and they make little effort to make any of those faces beautiful.
We know very well that we may not be able to discern the boundaries of the universe, nor human stupidity. Proverbs say that repetition
Whoever has the chance to visit libraries and places of books and magazines sellers in squares and main streets now will see a dazzling novel invasion, and perhaps will not find a single poetry collection or a single short story collection amidst this abundance of novel publications.
During a field trip, I asked one of the book sellers at
