Akhla2 El Thawra

No one can argue that the Egyptian street has witnessed a leap in behaviors and attitude.  Something that we have been missing long ago.  At points we thought each of us lives in his/her own bubble and turned a blind eye and a deaf ear to surroundings.  But since the beginning of the revolution we all decided to look around and hold hands.  In order to keep the same spirit (causeit is the only thing that will keep us going through the long way we chose) we HAVE to maintain the same behaviors we have adopted throughout the past period. Everyday I will be posting one of akhla2 el thawra that we have all seen and cherished.

1- Smile; it is contagious     تبسمك في وجه أخيك صدقة

2- Show more respect, encouragement, and gratitude to those whose work enforces them to stay in the street all day long. Traffic officers, sweepers,  sellers, etc.

3- Know your rights, and what you are entitled to. Don’t settle for less..medicore..a job half done.

4-  Cultivate the positive, and resist indulging in negativity…fal taqol khayran aw tasmot. We are in dire need for the amazing collective positive energy.

Egyptian and proud

For “the future belongs to those who believe in the beauty of their dreams.”
We have dreamt, revolted, acquired our freedom..and made history.
Now celebrating…and tomorrow we start making a bright future that rise up to our history and present.

Nerro (an extremely proud Egyptian)

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Tahrir…Taghyeer

The events are grand that no words can describe your feelings,  your heart cannot contain the immense amount of emotions that goes all the way from joyful  to mournful. The scale is inconsistent, not a regular 1-10 kinda scale,  it is  1 or 10.

On the 25th we woke up to a new Egypt. A country that we have been reminiscing over, dreaming of, willing to have and live in one day.  A country that was in labor…for 30 long obnoxious years.

I have to admit that before the 25th, I was one of those who didn’t believe. Didn’t take it seriously…I didn’t know a revolution could be an event on facebook; liked and tweeted! Yet on the 25th when I saw the humongous number people pouring into Midan El Tahrir…I broke into tears. I was like ento konto fein, where have you been, why did it take the volcano 30 years to erupt. I didn’t get the answer instantaneously.  I got it in fragments; during the past 14 days.

Where everyone around said, we are around.   We are revolting in Tahrir, Brothers and sisters… paying the price from our comfort and blood…and won’t come back without the flags high up in the sky again.  your pride…our pride.

We are under your building protecting you and your family as those who vowed to failed to do their jobs, yet darling we love you..and would take the harm on us…you go sleep.

We are cleaning the mess in the streets, and putting things back in order..you know, it is a new-born country a.k.a Baheya.

We are roaming the streets to make sure that everyone is fed and warm enough in such cold days;  a lot of people are suffering from the lack of work enforced by the curfew.

We are the noble people of Egypt who would rather die than submit to corruption, terror, and oppression. We are the dreamers who are turning their life long dream into reality.

A Tale of a Great Nation

“It was the best of times, it was the worst of times; it was the age of wisdom, it was the age of foolishness; it was the epoch of belief, it was the epoch of incredulity; it was the season of Light, it was the season of Darkness; it was the spring of hope.”

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