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"State Awards for the Deceased..!"

When the state awards were recently announced, I was both happy and saddened at the same time, as the late Dr. "Mustafa Salem" received the state award for excellence in literature, and the late Dr. "Mohamed Anany" received the Nile award in literature. My joy was in them being awarded in appreciation for their

Morning Ramblings – Projective Identification

How many times have you felt a strange sensation overwhelming you, only to realize that you are not yourself? How many times have you questioned those feelings that suddenly envelop you without any preamble... How many times have you caught yourself suffering pain without a reason for the pain!... Angry without a trigger for the

The Guide Is Missing

I need you, my father Though time has passed I haven't grown up I need your voice to guide me I need your embrace to warm me I need your hand to heal me Your absence tires me, if only you knew With every step, I remember you And the memory in the heart bleeds Your daughter hasn't grown up She wants to sit

Zorba... by the Greek author Nikos Kazantzakis

On the beach of the Greek island of Crete, Nikos was born in February 1883 AD and lived like the heroes of his great novel. He never missed a chance to visit a place, live there for a while, and seize any opportunity that arose. After receiving his primary education on the island, he earned a law degree from the University of Athens, then

To My Father

To the great heart and fortified fortress that clung to my name, establishing its base, strengthening its pillars, and crafting its history. To the one whose memory continues to console me whenever nostalgia overwhelms me and my suffering prolongs. My pen humbles itself and bows down before you, apologetic... We have disrupted your