I find that life is truly amazing when contemplating the difference between the way i look at things in life comparing to yesterday[as in the past]. I lived temporarily. I used to plan every single day, so i can make the most of it. Planning is tiring and not very efficient because it deprives a great… Continue reading The unnoticed beauty
Author: aicha bint yusif
Writing is my key to free spaces. I write to let things out and to chronicle some, and you're more than welcome to read them.
Shame
Aleppo is burning and all i can afford is holding a tear and writing these words behind a screen in a comfortable room on a comfortable chair with nothing but the sound of the air conditioner. An attempt to self-appease and self-validate. Attempt doomed to be futile for all I do is witness… Continue reading Shame
Aleppo
What are we to do? Nothing. Not even feel sad, for despondent feelings are only self-appeasing To feel better about ourselves under the guise of humanity. We will not do anything Despite all these campaigns, funding or changing your profile picture to stand with Aleppo All the litanies and implorations for mercy Nothing We will… Continue reading Aleppo
mid-life crisis at the age of 20
As much as the title sounds ironic and cynical, it can be true; what if i died at the age of 40 ha? well that’s the written destiny that i have no inkling of (i used to believe that only God knows that but then i questioned God’s knolwedge and intentions, that was followed by skepticism… Continue reading mid-life crisis at the age of 20
Observations in the 4th Palestine Marathon.
Is my first time running in a race, that being said I ran the 10k route today. There were three options 10k, half a marathon, a whole marathon. It was a surreal experience, not just because it’s my first time running in a race but also because it’s in Bethlehem. A city suffocated by walls… Continue reading Observations in the 4th Palestine Marathon.
Temporary
from temporality sprouts beauty the ephemeral scent gives flowers their beauty if they were infinite plastice ones, all they collect will be dust. People are temporary too which makes the mission of holding onto the ones we love more important.
Reason is overrated
I came to age with a saying; Love is crazy. Qais was not called Majnon for nothing after all there’s no reason in love. Nothing is logical. You will stay up all night speaking to your loved one, or risk your grades and family status. Everything seems in urgency.
Different kinds of beauty
Some infinities are bigger than other infinities* and some beauties are prettier than others. The Beauty of love, and compassion. the beauty of family and holidays the beauty of Fairuz in the morning. Another kind of beauty is the unnoticed beauty- like the smell of the rain while you’re rushing to class the chirps… Continue reading Different kinds of beauty
Times Like These
When the time is running out we should hide under the oak tree wrap our hearts with fig leaves and hold them tight. When time is slipping from our hands (literally) we must not let the breeze of impulsive lingering take over, nor a momentary liking. Nothing. Swallow our feelings along with our morning coffee… Continue reading Times Like These
Rant of the day
It was when I went to the United States that I got to meet people from neighboring Arab countries ( which just proves the point that I’m about to rant about), and it was them that said how much they love Palestine, how much they resisted the Israeli Occupation and how much they told people… Continue reading Rant of the day
AICHA BINT YUSIF 