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Diaries of June 30 Revolution.. (Obama's Call to Morsi)

News on the morning of Tuesday, July 2, 2013 The Presidential spokesperson releases a statement at 1:30 am declaring that democracy is the only way to solve the crisis and differences in vision. He also states that the

With a Different Taste

There are times we all experience when it's hard to find yourself. It's good here to take all the time you need to recognize your identity, stop to find out who you are! All the moments, days, and years that have

Searching for Lost Time by the author: Marcel Proust

Do not imagine, dear reader, that the novel of this article is readable, near or far. Its pages exceed four thousand written in seven volumes with a total of a million and a half words and about two thousand characters,

Heart Mailbox.. A new section launched by 'Arabic Life' to engage with its readers' issues

Welcome to the 'Heart Mailbox', a dedicated space for you, our valued readers. We understand that life can sometimes be complex and filled with emotional and psychological challenges; we are here to listen to

Was the future more beautiful in the past?

Our stories did not begin to end. Every day we have a story, tales, and narratives. Past experiences have filled our hearts with their sorrow to toughen us, and we tasted their bitterness for the benefit of those who follow.

Why did our relationships become wearisome?

I call my friends nearly every day. We not only exchange greetings and news but stories as well. We face different challenges yet we complain of nearly the same issues. I hang up with a question lingering in my mind: Why do

Diaries of the June 30 Revolution.. (Popular Movement)

Several skirmishes led to the death of seven individuals from Wednesday, June 27, until the morning of Saturday, June 29, 2013, reaching nine cases by that evening. In the evening, crowds grew in many of the martyr

Diaries of June 30 Revolution.. (Support Rallies..!)

Indeed, large-scale support rallies of the Brotherhood do emerge, mobilizing them from the provinces. These supportive demonstrations have the opposite effect, as they indirectly charge the opposition and Tamarod groups to

Diaries of June 30 Revolution.. (Support Syria Conference)

It was expected that the group would betray the country years after they began to rule and after presenting massive projects, absorbing public opinion enthusiasm, providing all the basic requirements for the citizen, and

Poetry Planetariat Marks the First World Congress of the World Poetry Movement (WPM)

The new issue of the Poetry Planetariat comes out at the time when the poet-delegates from around the world are meeting in Medellin on 13-15 July and in Caracas on 17-19 July 2023 for the First World Congress of the World

A Message to the Purveyors of the Dark Tunnel Lie

I am not an economist or a specialist in this field, but what is confirmed to me by all experts and those familiar with economic conditions is that the economy is a state before it is numbers and theories. Whenever a state

Your first love..

"Your first love doesn't necessarily have to be the first love you've encountered or the first heartbeat you've felt, but your first love could be the second, the third, or even the last. Your first love

Diaries of June 30 revolution.. (The killing of officer Abu Shakra)

Seven of the Egyptian army soldiers were kidnapped in Rafah and the president asks the police to quickly return the soldiers while preserving their lives and the lives of the kidnappers, indicating his good faith and

Eid's Calf

heart is suspended here, with the blade of the butcher's knife as it rises into the air, spinning and swaying with laughter around me, falling onto the whetstone, making its frictions a whine in my marrow. - Say