Soy La Reina


Shereen walked into the pole session that day with a face that pretty much looked as if she’d been hit by a bus.. Her eyes seemed so tired like never before. Gigi the trainer who came from Acapulco , Mexico, walked by Shereen and noticed how tired she looked, and looked at her “Hey Chica! …

Burned


He woke up exceptionally early on that day, pressed a gentle kiss against the forehead of his loved wife while she still sleeps. He got dressed very quickly and headed off to work. Cairo at 6:30 am in the morning on any day of the week is an exceptionally beautiful place. You would really get …

The Cold Cup of Enskede


  Nada sat in the corner of her new place or what she from now on would have to call her place, in the rented small flat on the outskirts of Stockholm in a town called Enskede. It has been 2 months since she’d arrived, and was busy settling down, getting accustomed to the new …

Forgotten


  Shereen woke up and sat in her bed, she closed her eyes for a few seconds and she could see the events of her life streaming right in front of her mind but she shook her head, she didn’t want that , not so early in the morning. She stretched a bit and got …

The Defiance of the pole


  Shereen sat at her desk during a short break she had at the bank where she worked, having a regular green salad that she added some amount of vinaigrette to change its blandness to a more agreeable taste, while at it she was watching some YouTube videos on her smart phone in some sort …

The Door Maker


  She walks along the streets quietly forever more.. Armed with a camera and nothing more.. Looking across the buildings and windowed floors.. Scouring carefully at the doors.. A light, some shade, angles and a click.. The shutter moves snapping a moment in time of eternal memories from ancient times.. The wood has a story …

The Last drink – Mini Series Episode 1


Mr. Tao, an American of Chinese origin went up to his room in the fifteenth floor after spending quite a good time in the bar of a famous luxurious five star hotel in Hong Kong. Chanting and singing holding his bottle of whiskey he walked into the room. He stayed in a spacious suite with …

Pulling back the stick


I’m known.. In fact , I’m too well known for my fondness of WWII history.. An era that can be called traumatic and responsible for many things including the shape of the world we live in today.. But it was never the darkest pits of human suffering during this war that fascinated me, but rather …

Carlyle Labschangue and ‘The Broken Destiny’


Today I would like to take the opportunity the great opportunity of interviewing our guest Carlyle Labuschagne *Offers the guest a seat and serves them some water while the spot lights begin to fixate on the interview location* T: So welcome with us and it’s a pleasure to have you here! So let’s get started, …

Books & Reviews


My books & their reviews.. I always believe readers and reviewers are the heartbeat of any author, because it is through them and their feedback we as authors are able to understand more about ourselves, and also see what is missing or even open our eyes to new angles and aspects we might have not …

ورقة فاضية


بعد يوم طويل من المشى و التصوير وقفت أمام إحدى المقاهى الحديثة و لكنها تعلم أن ذلك الفرع ليس من الفروع التى يملئها الناس صخب .. و ذلك لها كأنه مكان تهرب فيه.. دخلت و توجهت لطاولتها المفضلة و سرعان ما جاء النادل صديقها الذى يحفظ طلباتها عن ظهر قلب ووقف بجانبها و يقول “مساء …

El Corto Azim


The plane landed in Jose Marti – La Habana international airport… He quietly looked out of the window curiously before whispering in the back of his mind ‘Azim’, an Arabic word for Great.. He had been assigned by his company on a six months project in Cuba and to him this was more than just …

بس برضو فيه بكرة


أنا زيى زى ناس كتير قوى و بالذات جيل السبعينات و التمانينات إتولدنا فى فترة شفنا فيها مصر بأكتر من صورة … وفى حاجات مشتركة ما بيننا كتير .. أهمها إننا تقريباً إتربينا على نفس المبادئ .. زى الأمانة .. زى الصدق .. إنك تكون بنى أدم محترم .. ومع كل الأخلاقيات الجميلة دى كبرنا …

مفكرة كلمات


*سحب قلمه الرصاص و أحضر ورقة بيضاء تضاهى فى بياضها السحاب القطنية و بدأ يكتب* لطالما كنت أفكر منذ طفولتى فى خبايا عقلى .. أمن الممكن أو المحتمل أن يكون كل ذلك حلماً ؟ أو أننى جالس فى غرفة ما و قد أخذ منى الشيب ما قد بقى و تركنى و عيناى تتفرجان على حياتى …