A novel based on the author’s personal biography, telling the story of a young man named Hassan who spent his childhood in Gaza with his two brothers who are members in Hamas organization, his father, his mother and a sister- the youngest of them. Hassan lived through and witnessed many tales manifesting the contradiction between the Shaikhs’ talks and acts, as well as their refusal to engage in argument.
He was forced to abandon studies at Hamas Islamic University and move to Algeria to join the Faculty of Mass Communication at one of its universities. After he returned to Gaza, Hassan began to recognize the difference between the attitude of anti-occupation defense that has vanished in the air after Oslo treaty, the first Intifada (Uprising) and the armed conflict between Hamas and Fath groups.
This book presents young men and women who refused to surrender to unemployment, and came up with ideas to face this crisis; ideas that were really unconventional and at other times just plain and simple.
Accordingly, we have new creative professionals who are proactively participating in building their country.
I would not be exaggerating if I say that the ÒDevelopment BookÓ of the world has
long been inscribed, but is seems we either do not know how to read, or do not
want to read as the process of economic, administrative and political development has been scrutinized to the extent that the curricula of developmental political economy discourse essential decisions and systematic phases similar to ÒcookingÓ books, with a difference in analogy.
In return, it seems that EgyptÕs contemporary history, at least in the times of Mohamed Ali, is merely a series of setbacks intersected with partial success in some field. Why hasnÕt renaissance, development and achievement ever been a title to the book of EgyptÕs contemporary history? What is the procedure that we
overlook or disregard that hinders us to follow the procession whether in our neighbouring nations or the far away ones.
Why are we left behind while others progress?
The book includes rare documents that are published for the first time which display the nature of the relationship between the state and the church throughout nearly 60 years. They also include a map of the intellectual streams of the Christians in Egypt, either of the educated elite or the Christian clergymen, with the aim of clarifying the difference between these general trends.
What ties me to these countries are not the maps drawn in the geography school book, or the ancient history that closely connected Egypt and the Levant, nor any religious predisposition pertaining to the life stories of the Prophets’ what ties me to the Levant are specific details, the soft beautiful voice of Fayrouz, fragments of worn out collection of poems on the bookshelf of my grandpa carrying the name of Nizar Qabbany and the fine and strong dancing steps shaking the floor underneath in Baalbak. All these details were essential elements in the formation of my dream of visiting these countries.
An observation and analysis of the psychological state of the Egyptian people since the revolution and up till today, as well as their general health status and the
societal and political implications on the generation’s outlook on the psychological well being of Egyptians.
You could hear a pin drop… and they knew that not before long, there will be screams, overpowered by the roars of guns and wailing of women nearby.
They might be raping a woman before the eyes of her husband and children, or killing a father in front of his children and turn his house’s yard into a blood filled pond…all of this is taking place now.
The author with sincere awareness, a loving heart and a captivating style, raises very critical issues relating to Egypt and corrects many wrong widespread misconceptions.
She sets an absolutely new meaning to the term “Egyptian”. The uniqueness of that book lies in the clear description of the case of Egypt in each and every phase of its long history and through each and every plight it went through, thereby opening peopleÕs minds and hearts to comprehend and understand that Egypt is alive and has not died despite all the difficult times it went through. The author stresses in her book the great contribution of Egypt humanity in all aspects of life, including the religious and artistic fields as well as human development.
The book depicts in a fictional kind of narration a set of historical events and incidents that took place on the sides of the Blue River in the Middle Ages in one of the most powerful states of Abyssinia, the Christian state of Alawa.
The writer depicts the city, providing a careful and detailed description of life there, from the markets, to slave trade, to houses, to the conflict between the Church and the Palace – how it erupted and aggravated to reach a war that jeopardized the safety and existence of the entire kingdom – and the role of the King’s translator, Delmar, and his grandson Sisi in keeping the secrets of the kingdom and supporting the King.
In Cairo cafes and on its roads were their encounters for long years. This is a debate about democracy, that is a conversation on the development of countries and those are thoughts on the relationship of the ruler and the people and the means of organizing authority in the homeland Talks and conversations among the public and private; among the tutor Naguib Mahfouz and the comrade Gamal
Ghitani whereby both are professors.
With the departure of Ghitani, these boards remain as a special window that provides a view of a unique relationship in the world
of Arabic literature not only for being between two Arab authors in the modern era, but because it provides us with a unique vision, free of any personal interest, to issues that will remain crucial in human life regardless of the name, race or color.
A novel based on true events; narrated by one of the author’s friends about a young spoiled man named “Sherif” who got fired from work and kicked out from home by his father to go back to the house that he grew up in… his grandmother’s house… where he is faced with diverse percephons.