Life for all of us begins as an empty canvas, gradually painted over with vibrant hues that go beyond mere blacks and whites. A slow process, sometimes painstaking and other times fluid, continuously transforming a vast emptiness into a complex scene where each experience is marked by a new brushstroke. While blacks and whites may offer
Briefly: Why do we import computers, laptops, mobile phones, and smart televisions from abroad?
In Detail: We are a great soft power. We have all the qualifications, tools, equipment, and components upon which the industry in the United Arab Emirates is based. We can manufacture the aforementioned devices, which are specifically determined
In 1947, Hussein Shawky (the son of the Prince of Poets, Ahmed Shawky) published his brilliant book "My Father Shawky" at the Egyptian Nahda Library in Cairo. He spoke about his relationship with his father, and his father's relationship with the rest of the family, whether the wife, the children, or the community outside Ibn
On my way home from work yesterday, I was driving on a highway. I noticed a local dog trying to cross a five-lane road. By the time I saw him, he had already crossed three lanes and stood in the middle of the road, stepping two steps forward at times, then back three steps at other times. He repeated this thrice in a scene foretelling
One of the strangest analyses I've ever seen in my life, and perhaps in all my readings of history. Two things happen in our world.
Firstly, distorting the truth into a rumor or lie, and the blame goes to the savage addiction to the "social destruction" media that led us to it. Rumors have become more reliable than any
