Category: prose

Everytime I ask myself an existential question i write it down on a post-it note, i fold it into a tiny almost cube-shape then put it into a jar. I keep this jar on my desk, it’s a daily reminder of the human failure to answer these questions. It is rather MY own failure to… Continue reading Jar of Doubts

coming of age is not a complicated undertakng as some would like to claim, not it is a grand scheme that forges one’s path to higher awareness of the surrounding around.. No, I hereby confess to you that growing up is not about gaining knowledge about the world, history or philosophy. Coming of age is… Continue reading What does it mean to “grow up” ?

I started reading a book called “Sophie’s world- the history of Western philosophy”, our relationship has grown intimate, we’ve been inseparable for the past two weeks. So it wasn’t unusual to find me holding the book on the ride to Ramallah. It wasn’t a long ride, we drove through Modi’in which supposed to shorten the… Continue reading A Philosophy lesson in Ramallah

My observations in Morocco are of beauty and elegenace. This country is truly beautiful. I stayed 4 days in Tangier, one day in  Chefchaouen and 2 days in Rabat (the capital). The breeze at 7am from my window that overlooks the Mediterranean is crisp. From my window on the 5th floor in the Rif Hotel… Continue reading First time in Morocco

Time is a treacherous creation Compartmentalizing the idea of us, shrinking instead of stretching it Why?   I learnt that the universe is expanding. That we are expanding under the canopy we’ve built to observe beauty. It’s not false but it’s not wholly true. Hubble said that the universe is accelerating, That those who are… Continue reading Untitled

I started reading Wasteland For the fourth times for i’ve never finished it. Is it a wasted time? No.  

اتصفح الفيسبوك كمهرب من دراستي المتكدسة, اشاهد فيديو وهو يرقص بشغف على انغام مشروع ليلى. يشدني. حسن رابح. حسن رابح. الرابج سيبقى وحيدا, اتذكر عنوان رواية لم اقراها بعد, مكدسة على مكتبتي كبقية الكتب الاخرى المتواجدة التي اعلم انني لن اقراها ولكن احتفظ بها لسبب مجهول. الرابح سيبقى وحيدا, الرابح بماذا؟ ولماذا سيبقة وحيدا؟ من… Continue reading حسن الذي ربح

He rolled his third cigarrette in the span of half an hour and said: “I stopped eating meat because I don’t want to be a slave to the consumerism”, this was his reply to my announcement that I’m vegetarian because I simply don’t want to eat animals. I noticed his very dope lighter or should… Continue reading The Hipster Hub of Haifa (aka,HHH)

  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

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