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“What do you see when you think of me,
A figure cloaked in mystery
With eyes downcast and hair covered,
An oppressed woman yet to be discovered?
Do you see backward nations and swirling sand,
Humpbacked camels and the domineering man?
Whirling veils and terrorists
Or maybe fanatic fundamentalists?
Do you see scorn and hatred locked
Within my eyes and soul,
Or perhaps a profound ignorance of all the world as a whole?
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You fail to see
The dignified persona
Of a woman wrapped in maturity.
The scarf on my head
Does not cover my brain.
I think, I speak, but still you refrain
From accepting my ideals, my type of dress,
You refuse to believe
That I am not oppressed.
So the question remains:
What do I see when I think of you?
I see another human being
Who doesn’t have a clue.”
― Uzma Jalaluddin , Ayesha at Last

“قلبى عايش نص حى....ونص ميت من زمان
إيد بتمسك فى الى جاى....وعقل سارح ف الى كان”
― مصطفى ابراهيم

“أبحث عن زهر اللافندر عن أقواس البنفسج، عن أشياء تخلق الأعذار لحجج غيابنا الواهية.”
― عبدالرحمن المطيري, حجة غياب

“Let’s appreciate and welcome the arrival of a new prophet
The one who can be
Reasonable and rational
Realistic and democrat
The one who respects the rights of women and children
And does not make everyone slave of his nation
Let’s do not whip some virgin pregnant women
They may have Christ in their belly
Let’s arrange a new miracle
That can be little rationale and less awkward
Maybe an application (software) or a gadget
That can make us smile
Or let’s build a green park that children could play and be happy
And let’s bring a little educated prophet
Not like the old one
Illiterate!
Marrying 10 to 12 women and waging war
Maybe someone who does not blind the world by his
Eye to eye policy and manifestation
A little kind and a little rational”
― M.F. Moonzajer

“ونحن -جيل بعد جيل- فى ميادين المراهنة
نموت مثل الأحصنة”
― أمل دنقل, أوراق الغرفة 8

“মাটিতে বসান�� জালা, ঠান্ডা বু�� ভর�� আছ�� জল��
এখনও বুঝিনি ভালো কাকে ঠি�� ভালোবাসা বলে।”
― Shankha Ghosh

“نهب الجناة جواهر الماس الثمينة من صدره
تركوه فى الأعواد كالأسطورة السوداء فى عينى ضرير”
― أمل دنقل

“To test someones limit is a way of testing someones patient without knowing we are testing our own ability to test someone”
― Subingsubing Dondy

“هتعيش و تقابل ..
شوك و سنابل ..
و إذا إختلط .. الحابل بالنابل
أختار بشويش ..
..
فمفيش للخير فى الدنيا مقابل”
― كيرلس ظاهر

“There is no pure thoughts like poetry.”
― Lailah Gifty Akita

“As summer and winter comes and goes
Impermanent are friends and foes
Arising from one sense of perception
Suffering from our limited comprehension
One must learn to humbly tolerate
And be free of attachment headache”
― A. D. Dauphinais, The Gold Lotus: Thousands of Cupid’s Arrows on the Battlefield of Love