Showing posts with label alexandria. Show all posts
Showing posts with label alexandria. Show all posts

Saturday, 2 July 2011

Nemo,

I dream, I rule by Jailan Hammouda
I dream, I rule, a photo by Jailan Hammouda on Flickr.
For so long, I feel zeal to write about people in my circle of life. I didn't intend to post more of sane posts here. But it comes to me sharing about this wonderful young Nemo, if you dare to call him.
Nemo does never belong to our gene pole -neither closely or tightly relevant- but rather is our door-neighbors' older son. One of who would -despite his meager size- correct your instant pronunciation to the word lion. So bad for you uttering it  LEYON not LAYON in front of him.
He would start his primary education this year with a prejudice to speak his mother's language rather than the English studied at school -though he is veritably eloquent for his age-. Relevant to his younger brother Dido , Nemo is a lot more pathetic, compromising and willful to help. In my traditional sense , I'd favorably stick to children like Dido; flawed, transcendent and relentless. Though, Nemo is probably my suggested future friend. His mother had grown both of them sticking to commitments of not kicking their friends back when they talk abusively to them.
They are reverent to commitments but,sorrowfully, touching with life would change a lot morals our mothers taught. 

Saturday, 19 March 2011

Don't vote, your voice won't count!

Don't weep your eyes excruciatingly that way.. You read it correct; "Don't vote". Psychologically, this might  wake you up from your ailment; as you have been concealing your voice in your legal refrenedum. However, we can follow the miused or exploited motto: "Let bygones be bygones" aka "3fa Allah 3ma salaf" and shred the old horrid picture in mubarak 's rule.

Convincing a negatively supressed man who has never shared in any poll (even in presidental election) was like demanding a juris to commit a major vice. Father and mother have never dared to share in an election, all their lifetime, they have been supressed either by parental restriction or later, by injust legitimacy. When I asked the man with white hair have you ever shared in a poll?
The answer was unsurprizingly; "NO, none of which was fair, why should I vote when otherwise, my voice won't be counted?"
And why on earth shall you ever supress your voice again and abort your rights like a deceased corpse? Your voice finally counts because I'll vote too, Mohamed will vote too, Kamal, Ali, Fatma, Muslim Brotherhood and National Democratic Party (NPD) and Salafists too!
Yes, muslim brotherhood want to scurry us to vote "YES" before the formation of parties from the revolution. For God's sake, why should these people plot us with belief of misbelief to relate our vote to God. they say "Saying YES will garant you a place in paradise, they went distributing food to poor assuring they would vote YES and went with mics everywhere convincing illiterate people to say yes intimidating them with the clutter and lake of stability in the country if we say "NO".
People -or Me if you acquit yourself from your rights- still need to witness other parties on the stage and not only the brotherhood, the previous parliament didn't allow the foundation of new parites. I'm an Egyptian who want to witness a liberal, a communist, and even a secular!
But there is no need for much intellegence, people, what has voting "NO" or even working with the 1971 constitution (during the interim stage) do with peaceful citizens? what if Armed Forces executed military detention on any desperado?
Putting constitution won't take a lifetime to be done; law experts affirmed it takes no more that hours and within two weeks it would be done, No need to dwell about the two years putting a new constitution.

Guys of the brotherhood intimidate poor that if we say NO, the Forces will use its legitimacy and its imperative rules on us or work with the 71 constitution, then you want to fear me and make me support the old constitution that only amended articles relating to the presidnetal elections while left other articles in controversary? So Are you with or agaisnt the amendments? and you already know we will work with the very same constitution for more that a year (when a new presidnet come on board).

Otherwise, (if it's yes or no) military forces will rule the country for at least 6 months or afer the parliamentary and presidental elections. So voting "yes" won't accelerate anything.

Tommorow is the final day, maybe a new blooming era of  pure democracy or other version of brainwash and supressing mind. I'll be part of tommorow, maybe I may not have the authenticity to vote but I'll have the same inevitable role to say "NO" with my unyielding voice.

Friday, 4 February 2011

EGYPT in CRISIS III- Curfew Nights 3

1 February 2011


I've never imagined the day I'd share my diaries, I would be speaking about a demonstration.I'd make it flat this time. Today is the protest of the millions. It started from El-Kaed Ibrahim in Alex. The same was at El-Tahrir square. My cousins were in the demonstration and I've been fighting with my dad just to let me go with my nation wherever it goes. Only one calm answer, "I only have one Jailan".

The president's speech followed by Obama's tail-speech leaped the hearts of Egyptians. Since the moment Mubarak ended his emotional speech, I could understand one inevitable truth; we are part of  a dirty game, our minds and emotions are a ball handled among unfair men and our innocence is the black sheep.

My country's dilemma is not of one nation. For a million reasons, the world is surrounding us. Only what can be done is a sitting with oneself and weighing pros and cons of my country. I can have NO TRUST in anybody body but myself…

Thursday, 3 February 2011

EGYPT in CRISIS II- Curfew Nights 2

30th of January 2011
Water taps didn't drop a single drop of water. Are we starting a new starvation system like Somalia?
No. Our new local non--governmental authorities fixed the problem. Water soon came about 4:00 p.m.

The date was completing the scenario of the previous days. The day on television and at nights, guarding buildings. That night gunshots were getting closer. The news of prisoners running away and thugs terrorizing people were the talk of the hour.

At night, dad and uncle Burhan and uncle Montaser, our neighbors went again downstairs repeating the same scenario, they are now getting closer, analyzing scenes as they see it and murmuring on their homes and the money running out of their hands.May that night be the last terrifying one..

31 of January 2011
That night gunshots where shadowing and unveiling its noise and was getting nearer to us. News in my square were about a truck with about 15-20 men with cold steel threatening the region and driving round.It's terror of all kinds, food is supposed to run out of our hands anytime, money as well, parents started losing power and hope. Egyptian streets are getting back a lot of their buried concepts starting from the neighborhood ending to the organizational committees made by people protecting people

One new good thing among demonstrations is my two new friends Nemo and Dedo; our neighbors' children. Their mother is a nice young woman who has political views which I admire. It's the first time for us to reveal the good neighborhood we have just upon those circumstances. How nice!

EGYPT in CRISIS II- Curfew Nights

29th January 2011-Revolt's lava {1}
It seems like Egypt is driven to wonderlands, this time a more dreadful version. Today's curfew was a bit excruciating.
About 2:00 p.m
Before the curfew starts, mom grabbed me up to Fathalla Market at El-Montaza square and on our way, I eye-witnessed El-Montaza police station with soot all over it; a scene of remorse for any patriotic fellow.Mom -like a bee- and in less than an hour, picked up all necessities then we were haunted in a typical Egyptian queue at the casher for another hour. The market was getting more and more exploded and people were starting fights. I bet that the same –if not more- number of protesters in Alex were inside the market.
9:00 p.m
Another scene was executing the eroding-security; the police withdrawal starts evolving the country. No policeman in the country! It's time for thugs to yell to our homes and protections have lain upon men, fathers, youth and providence of God. A chaos is filling the pace of our home, I found dad dressing up and in determination and persistence, he said," it's my duty to defend you, your mom and our little home". That night, we only slept of exhaust. For God's sake why should we hear gun-shots terrorizing our innocence?!
at our little balcony, Mom smirks in sarcasm and told me "where are women, dear?" . Mom has always been defying her little stubborn feminist-me. I'm still searching the answer yet it's a bit relaxing for me not to find it.
Our balcony doesn't possess a strategic position yet I can still have a look at the main street and our neighboring streets and my camera recording whatever I appreciate. Doesn't it seem hilarious to witness an army trunk running in your street?. Now Gaza's scenes are life in our strategic and spot-lighted country!!

 

EGYPT in CRISIS-Egyptian Litigation

Friday of anger:28th January 2011

Suppressed with tear gases- Alexandria

A Revolution embracing unity... Oppression and suppression, generalized anger, figures that paralyzed the soul of a treason-caller leadership who betrayed their master; the betrayed Mubarak …unanswered question. Curfews. Talks of medias, chaos of the town, no a whole country… Deliberately silent rulers and iron-solidified bold broad-minded Egyptians...Terrorism and local committees. Gun-shots and robberies, fighting back. Shouts for a man to "GET OUT", others supporting him but rather fighting the system... All agree upon change, safety and security.
Have I been hyperventilating with meaningless scenes? Has it been the hour of salvation? Are we at the brink of a revolution? It's time for evolution. Yes? I'm so ready.Events are falling like bullets of heavy rain on the day of thunder or rather less romantic. Oh, is it time for me drawing a metaphor and the world is bursting for my country?
Again, may be the hilarity afore is not of my sanity, yet justified. My heart has been leaping for the side-by side unity; we have finally come out of our dormant unsecured caves litigating our own case. When we say Egyptian revolution, it's a volcano of endless corruption and oppressive ores; it's sediment of suppressive minds and it's time for our productive lavas to pour with its densities.
It's January 28, 2011, "Friday of Anger" (aka the third day of anger since 25th of January) in Egypt when our devoted promising Egyptians inhibit for saying it loud; "NO" and for countless reasons of sediments of rights.I have never had any political interests. Neither did I  imagine I would fight with my dad on  participating in a 'revolution' nor imagine my blog interpreting a political review .For the whole week, I've been anchored in front of the television, it does never matter Al-Jazeera, Al Arabia, Mehwar, Al hayait's a matter of truth. About 5 cohorts were protesting down my street in the most civilized language of all times, litigating their own justified demands.
Haven't we been living in a dictatorship long enough to shout it out and say "NO". Aren't we worthy the right of tasting new blood of faith to bring the majority to some evolution? Aren't 30 years enough for annihilating our worth? Haven't we born enough sarcasm from the whole world on Egypt and it's the mother of all-lands?!! Do we deserve a 45% of unemployment? Why are we embedded to freeze in the pace we are? Have we been granted for the license of retardation always and forever? Should living for the purpose of surviving be our uttermost? Does our government's utmost be having citizens busy with securing their homes rather than securing their future? Even in standard state of the country, shall we always fight for the brown bits of bread?How many have been under poverty line? 45 million? Isn't it enough? And how many are expected to be? How much money has been in the flesh of governs?

Am I imitating words that have been uttered since the day of my birth? I don't fight for bread, it's delivered to my home, I've never thought of what to eat tomorrow when today there's not enough food, I've never fought for shelter nor felt cold, I've not been flogged in humiliation nor cried of oppression but, most likely, fellows of my country have been before!
Do I have the validity to ask for prosperous life in my country, or "'d better run away?".Shall I cut it short on you and tell you why am struggling with my words today?!! I don't even know when are you going to cease my utterance, my country have broke down the internet connection since the very beginning of the day starting with facebook and twitter. All mobiles and networks were banned. This is my first pause; WHY?!
I would cry out with the protestors rather than typing peacefully and taking photos from my calm balcony, but it's my remorse that feels now the duty to shout the truth out to you. 'WE HAVE BEEN BETRAYED AND BEFORE OUR EYES, WE HAVE BEEN TO OPPRESSSION SEVERLY, WE WERE PLUNDERED AND OUR GOVERNMET WITNESSED OUR PIRACY AND SHARED IN ITS CORRUPTION AND THE RESPONSIBILITY LIES UPON ONE MAN; OUR PRESIDENT EVEN IF HE HAS BEEN BETRAYED TOO"
WHY HAS KHALED SAEED BEEN TORTURED TO DEATH? WHY 2000+ WERE DRAWNED IN A FERRY? WHY, WHY AND WHY?!

Tuesday, 21 December 2010

Alexandria's "winter's tale"

I rested my nose onto the glass of the window watching the scene of the bare street and a stream of cold air leaked and passed directly to my face. Two minutes before, I was pampering my legs under the warm counterpane. It was about 8:30 am.
The early start of the morning reveals the coming of the long-ly awaited winter. I'm writing this and meanwhile my fingertips are frozen!!

On the last Saturday 17\12, Alexandria has witnessed the official coming of winter. This time even more 'powerful' than ever!
Mom has finally switched our cupboards' suits to our old heavy stuff. What makes things seem funnier is that Egypt has forgotten a season called "winter" that came over late this year. Even when we exclaimed in stupidity, my Slovakian teacher admits what we had is something like springs' fall in her country!!
Ouch! I'm not here just to say how frightening it was hearing the whirls outside and the noisy continuous flow of rain that radiates coldness along its way down.

Yet, for me it was a really contradicting fact that Global Warming is chasing the world and within less than 20 years –if not even less- our home world will be a figure of intangible fires and water flooding all-over the round wandering Earth. And we are still celebrating a "winter"!!
And here comes the tie of my mental conflict; beside the increasing CO2 that chases heat and put on "'heats" to the bare atmosphere, the submerged particles in our dirty air will play a leading role in preventing sun rays to the earth starting a new ice age.

That is it. As summer begins, I believe the world would turn to the ball of fire and as winter falls, I have an unsorted vision of tomorrow... Only time knows.
Jailan.
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