Before going to bed, I decided I was going to write an article on the presidential election first thing in the morning. I closed my eyes and before falling into a deep sleep I wondered if there was any use to add to the unbearably noisy pool of (...)
Beneath the hanging tree branches of a garden that has lost its lushness, amid traces of an ancient beauty, farmer Saber and I sat together.
He owns six acres of land. He was crippled after an injury in the 1973 October War. His elder brother (...)
I m divorcing my wife tomorrow morning. After 15 years of marriage, life has become unbearable. She treats me like an ox tied to a wagon wheel who must work day and night to make more money for her and the children. "Every day she thinks of (...)
The taxi driver had skin the color of the Nile bed - a cross between earthy brown and the brick red of henna which grows in abundance in southern Egypt. His features too seemed to hail from the south; resembling those of the dogs of Armant, that (...)
I rubbed my eyes repeatedly at midnight on the eve of the 28th of Ramadan. I desperately wanted to keep my eyes open to watch the Laylat Al Qadr sermon (the night Muslims believe the first verses of the Quran were revealed to Prophet (...)