This person is “mean” and this one is such a” coward” .He is “selfish”. She is “arrogant”. No, he is “silly” and she is “heartless.” If he had only done so and so he wouldn’t have been there. If she had only listened to such and such she would have been better off!
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
When sorrow engulfs most of us, we lament ourselves living its moments, so we pass over it with dignity, and create a thousand escape doors to run from the castles of our sadness. We immerse ourselves in life, completely forgetting that it has not left us or vanished, but rather it hid beneath what we called the darkness of the mind.
The
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
The innate human inclination to create social ripples—an inherent yearning for acknowledgment—is something that may be hard to admit, but it resonates within all of us. It is ingrained in our very essence, driven not merely by the pursuit of acceptance, but rather by the desire to elicit a response. We derive a certain thrill from
