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Mas'oud Well and Sidi Bishr: Alexandrian Folk Interpretations

Summer now gathers its leaves and departs, defeated by the coming autumn, which I dearly love—more than spring, winter, and summer. When autumn begins in Alexandria, the number of summer vacationers diminishes. The city, especially areas like Sidi Bishr and Miami, becomes less congested. Typically, the last holiday-goer departs with the

Attraction and Admiration

A person spends most of their life captivated by beauty. Whether it be in people, material possessions, or natural scenes and tourism. Seeking beauty, venerating it is genetically coded into the human psyche. Focusing on the social aspect, we’ll talk about beauty in people. We are all aware of the existence of an objective

The first child and the last farewell

When the last parent departs their children mourn. Sorrow dominates the air. However, of all their off springs the is one whose grief is unlike her siblings especially when the father or mother reaches old age and so does this very child. It’s their first baby. This child who is steadily approaching her fifties lived a full life with

Morning Chatters – My Coffee

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

Do.. Re.. Mi.. Fa.. Sol.. Fairuz

I love you today as the wave loves its shore, And as the river loves its estuary. I love you now, and I hear your voice coming, It takes me in its hands, And it elevates me, Towards a space where Fairuzian songs are written, And it takes me, Towards a time written in musical notes. I tune in to the sound's