Happiness is when your soul becomes accustomed to sadness and darkness, like the Stockholm Syndrome; you become a prisoner of your habitual sadness because you are familiar with it and it with you. You know when it will come to you and how to deal with it, and you bid it farewell, waiting for a new encounter. It is your constant companion who
I said to Mrs. Nazima, his office manager: I want to meet the professor!
She asked me: Do you have an appointment with him?
I said: No, but I am a poet from Alexandria, and I want to meet him.
She smiled and said: I have instructions from the professor that any poet who wants to meet him should be admitted immediately.
She opened
Coastal cities overlooking the sea have a unique taste, starting from the ease of planning their main streets as a parallel strip to the sea, branching out into longitudinal and transverse streets. This makes it easy to navigate and difficult to get lost while wandering their streets. They also serve as geographical boundaries with other
One of the most beautiful phrases I read today is, "Glory to the self that knows its worth." The cost of our spiritual livelihood is steep; each of us ardently yearns to encounter a "cherished soul" in our path. In essence, anyone who loves you and believes in you, supports you, and eases your journey is a cherished soul
"The Zionists captured me in '67, and I avenged them in October"... These were the sweetest words of Corporal Fighter Ahmed El-Sayed Hashish, one of the sons of the village of Mit Rabiea in Belbeis, Sharqia Governorate, who passed away just hours ago.
I met him in 2018, accompanied by journalist Hassan Essam El-Din, and asked
