Wednesday, 13 February 2013

Celebrating non-exsistent glory...

Why does it feel like we are celebrating September 1 all over again! Oh wait, am I going to get shot in the head for making that comparison?

What exactly are we celebrating? Seriously?
Chaos maybe?
I do not know, let's see, lack of law and order?
Or perhaps new instilled terror and not being able to leave our houses after Margreb prayers?
Profound hatred for anyone publicly holding a gun?
Or better yet, the new norm of seeing guns in broad daylight?

hmmm I struggle at finding things to add to this list....

Are you so joyful that you killed Gaddafi? BRAVO! Round of applause, loud music, fluttering flags, breaking even Libyan driving rules should do it.

Question: When are we going to kill the one living in 90% of the Libyan population so we can truly feel liberated? I've said it once, and I will say it again, we've killed Gaddafi, but we sure as hell did not kill his spirit!!!

Once that is accomplished, I will join you and applaud you and who knows, maybe you'll be luck and I'll probably even attempt a za3'roota for you.

Until then, I am in mourning for all the lives lost, for all the limbs that have been amputated, for all the dreams that have been raped for the NEW Libya!

Until then, for me at least, the 17th of February is nothing but a sad reminder of what we were hoping to be, not what really is.

Friday, 8 February 2013

(2) From my archive...

My dear Egyptian friends and my friends who have Egyptian roots, or consider Egypt to be their home, my condolences on the recent football events.

If anything, it makes my heart weep to see how cheap a human life is and how politics is a filthy game that uses OUR lives as part of it's agenda...

ان لله و ان اليه راجعون
الله يرحمهم و يجعل مثواهم الجنة

Those people who were brutally killed, didn't die cheering for Port Said or Al Ahly as they want people to believe...their death will tell a story of how they died to make Egypt a better place for generations to come... Inshalla their blood, and all our Martyr's blood, be it in Egypt, Libya, Tunisia, Syria or Yemen, never goes to waste, and the reason why their life was taken away or given away voluntarily, will always be a reminder of what they paid for us to be here, breathing and alive.

My condolences,

Monday, 4 February 2013


'God, give me the strength to accept the things that I can not change, the courage to change the things that I can, and the wisdom to know the difference.'