تونس الأم و الوطن ..

ما بالدار من أحد و إن هبوا و إن  ** أتى ذلك الذي لم نعرفه من قبل أبدا ..

و إن أتى و لم نره فلا رائحة له و أين ** النظير لصاحبة الزهر و العبق و الورد

في ذلك اليوم الذي ما استقصدت ذكره و لكن **  يغزو المحتل الأرض الطيية عمدا

كسفن الروم تمضي الأيام و ما علمت ** أتتمايل هي أم تمشي على هدى

فصول تمر و من شوقي ما أيقنت ** مقدار تقلبها و ما أحصيتها عددا

تلك التي لم تخش الثلوج يوما و ما ** ارتدت معطفا و ما تذمرت من حر و لا بردا

هناك بأرضها يشهد لها ** الحجر و الشجر و الزيتون و الزبد

هناك بأرضها لو سألت فضلها لأجابك** الجد و الإبن و الحفيد و الرضيع داخل المهد

ضعفنا و وهنا من بعدها و ما لغير الخالق قوة لأن ** يهيء لنا من أمرنا هذا رشدا

ألا من ذا الذي يسرد للحفيد خرافته و يعانق ** عقل الفتاة و إليه يستند الولد

أفيعقل أن تحيا أوراقا منفصلة من بعد ما ** اقتلعت الجذور و قد كانت ثابتة كزمرد؟

أفيعقل أن نتبادل الخطى في أرضها و هي التي كانت ** بأرضها الثمار و التراب و حتى قطرات الندى

صدق من أسماك تونس يا وطني و صدق من ** رآك آتية فظنك لشدتك أسدا

و ما للبحر من جمال إذا عج بالبشر و لكن ** رؤية الحبيب تنسيك وجودهم إن بعد

و ما للتاريخ من محاسن لو تعقلنا ** و ما للجسد من علو و إن صعد

هم ذهبوا و ها نحن بذات الركب نلحقهم ** سفينة لن يغير مسارها برق و لا رعد

و لو ما كانت المنية بيد الخالق لاقتتلنا ** و سفكت الدماء و ما من أحد منا بها خلد

فالمرء إن سقطت ورقته لن يأخذ من الدنيا ** شيئا و لا مثقال ذرة من الجسد

و لن يرافقك إلى بيتك الآخير غير فعلك و إن ** رافقوك إلى بابه فلن يجتازه الحشد

و كان ذلك الجندي لنا وطنا لأجله ** نحارب نهارا و ليلا نتوسد

و كان القمر حين يزورنا و لا يجدها يبكيها زلفا من الليل ** و يمضي الباقي لقدومها مترصدا

تلك التي تفوق الشمس نشاطها فتستيقظ قبلها ** و تشرق على السعيد و الشقي و المحتاج و الأنكد

تلك التي يجف القلم أسى حين ** أكتبها لذكره مرورها إلى عالم السرمد

و ما نويت بكلمي هذا معارضة أمرك ربي و ما ** بكيت لجهلي بقضائك يا أحد

لكن لجهل القلب فالقلب يجهل حين ** يكون قاسيا الليلة و صبا غدا

عسى أن تكون في الجنان سائرة ** ناعمة برضوان الواحد الصمد

و ما أردت أن أكتب أكثر من بيت لكن ** الحرف أحبها فأراد كذا و اجتهد

رحم المولى سبحانه و تعالى جميع موتانا ** و رزقهم سبحانه جنات الخلد

عبدة الآلهة

أخذ المزارع فأسه و ما تبقى من رأسه و مضى ..
ففي حقله يوجد من الزرع ما أحب و ما اشتهى ..
و في دكانه يوجد ما تنتجه الدجاجة ، و ما تنتجه اللبؤة ..
و أما في بيته .. فبين السقف و الأرضية ، لا يوجد غير الهواء ..
و دعنا يا حبيب العرب من صلبه ، فما بصلبه غير الخواء ..
يحكى أن حبيب العرب يمر بالحقل كل يوم لجمع المحصول ..
و يحكى أن المزارع ينحني له في خشوع و استكانة و خشية و خضوع ..
و يحكى أن زوجة المزارع لا تنفك تغري حبيب العرب ..
فيقف و يترك ما جمع و ينحني لها في ذهول ..
أما هذه هي تلك التي سبق و أسماها إبن خلدون "ثقافة الغالب و المغلوب" ؟
و يحكى و يحكى و يحكى آلاف الحكايات ، حكايات من الواقع و و مالها من صدى في القلوب ..
حكاية مزارع لم ير في حقله سوى أثر أقدام الآلهة ، تلك التي صنعها فسيطرت على صنعته ..
آلهة حبيب العرب التي خيل له أن في عصيانها عصيان الرب .. و تعالى سبحانه عن خلق كذا عقول ، الداء بالنفس لا بصنعة الرب ..
و كان ذلك الذي مجده التاريخ يبيع صكوك التوبة لجني ما طاب في نفسه من ثمار المزارع و ما ابتغى ..
بلى .. لم يفعل .. ففي كتب التاريخ علمنا أنه كان يزرع الإيمان بقلوب الكفرة ، و كان يعطيهم أزهارا و حلوى ..
و كان الكفرة في مقياسه أولئك الذين لم يتبعوا ما أمر حبيب العرب و ما نهى ..
أفمن يزرع الإيمان بالقلوب غير الخالق جل و علا ..
و يحكى كذلك أن لحبيب العرب منصبا حيث مضى ..
منصبا في كل البلدان ، يميل صوب كل الأديان و اللاأديان ..
من الميثولوجيا الفينيقية إلى الفرعونية فالإغريقية و الفارسية و اليابانية و الصينية و الهندية و الكلتية و الرومانية فالجرمانية إلى الإسكندنافية ..
مرورا بالديانات التوحيدية ..
السامريون و الفريسيون و الصدوقيون و الغيورون و الأسينيون و الفقراء الإيبونيون و المعالجون ..
منصبا يتماشى مع مطالب الآلهة .. و مطالب القس و البابا و الخطيب و الإمام ..
منصبا يحمله بفمه كقطة تحمل أطفالها فإذا فتحت فمها وقع رضيعها ،و كذا يخرس صاحب المنصب في حضرة آلهة تفوقه نفوذا و سيطرة ، و كذا يخرس الإعلام ..
و كذا يخرس المزارع بالمثل، ففي حضرة الآلهة الكبرى يركع الكل في خشوع ، و تجد حبيب العرب يوزع المشروبات و الملذات و الحلويات و النرجيلة .. و تجد زوجة المزارع تجمع ما تبقى من فضلات المحصول و تطلق ضحكات متتالية ، منتشية لشراء فستان جديد لذاتها ، و هاتف ذكي لا ترتقي لذكائه، حتى تدخل الآلهة الأم إلى حيث هم .. فيسود الصمت و لا تسمع إلا همسا .. و يتقدم حبيب العرب و يمد الآلهة بالغنيمة فتصفعه و تقول : عبدتم المليم و نسيتم آلهتكم، ألا تبا لكم، لا منصب اليوم لكم، هذه اللعنة كصاروخ ستقصفكم .. أما أنا .. سأتزوج المال ليعبدني و أعبده، و لا حاجة لي بعبادتكم ..
و تبتدأ مراسم الزواج ، فيلقي حبيب العرب الأزهار هنا و هناك و تتعالى أصوات الضحك و القهقهات ..
كأن شيئا لم يكن ..

و يجلس المزارع في مَنْأىً عن الجميع ، يضع في بعض الخبز عود أراك .. يأكله و يردد في نفسه ، كفاك تنمقا .. أعد لنفسك عزها .. فمن احتلك لا يراك ..

"المغلوب مولع أبدا بالإقتداء بالغالب، في شعاره، و زيه، و نحلته، و عوائده"
المقدمة:ابن خلدون

#3 Book Review

Out Of Place: a Memoir

Edward W. Said

Reading Edward Said's Representations of the Intellectual before dealing with Out of Place is not the best choice that one can make. However, that's what I did. I am not saying that I regret it, but I should have started with this one in order to understand the other better. Indeed, Out of Place represents an account of all the events and moments that Edward Said lived, hence, it explains the issues he had tackled in his books, including the latter which is a memoir.

After being diagnosed with Leukemia in 1991, Edward W. Said had felt an urgent need to start writing this Memoir in 1994 out of approaching to death. It was published in 1999 and won the New Yorker Book Award For non-fiction. 

In this book, Said evokes the fragmented life he had led as the ambiguous identity he had. Verily, the fact that he spent his life travelling from one country to another, and settling in different territories, such as Jerusalem , his mother country, Cairo, Lebanon and the United States, this fact made him suffer from a mixture of cultures, ideologies, religions that contributed to his shattered state of mind. In other words, his life in exile, travel and immigration had shaped his metamorphic identity. Furthermore, he was obliged to cope with two different civilizations that hold two different languages. In his admission that " The two [languages] have always been together in my life, one resonating in the other sometimes ironically, sometimes nostalgically, most often each correcting, and commenting on, the other. Each can seem life my absolutely first language, but neither is. I trace this primal instability back to my mother, whom I remember speaking to me in both English and Arabic, although she always wrote to me in English, once a week, all her life, as did I, all of hers.” (Said 1999: 4) ", Said underscores the multicultural and multilingual environment he has been poured in, which made him feel mentally alienated and physically displaced. His "out of placeness" is further underscored in the fact that he is an Arab that holds an American passport, A Palestinian who lives in Egypt, a Christian in a Muslim world and a British name linked to an Arab last name. All in all, his life was a set of dualities. 

In addition, this book tackles several issues, including politics when it comes to the Palestinian Cause or the WWII , and family relations when it comes to his father's total control over his life and his mother's being too attached to him, especially after meeting Eva.

Another point that attracted my attention in this book is Edward Said's tendency to recount every single detail that had taken place throughout his life, as if to say that he does not have anything to hide and that , before his death, readers have the right to be aware of all the stops that Said had passed through. 

In brief, Out of Place: a Memoir was a great book to read, that kind of books that would make the reader wonder what will happen next ? How did the writer manage to surmount all the obstacles he had been through? And how could he cope with all the social and cultural heritages he was obliged to cope with ? In other words, this book was worth reading and rich of information that would help any of Edward W Said's reader; thus, for this reason I have chosen to make this review, before the other book's, Representations of the Intellectual. In fact, Said's books are the kind that makes one's mind wonderfully open to thinking.

However, the only one thing that I did not like about it is the fact that it is too detailed, which leads to making the reader feels lost in some instances. 

Favorite Quote:

" For me sleep is something to be gotten over as quickly as possible. I can only go to bed very late, but I am up literally at dawn. Like her I don't possess the secret of long sleep, though unlike her I have reached the point where I do not want it. For me, sleep is death, as is any diminishment in awareness."

Sources:

https://literarystudies.wordpress.com

http://www.imdb.com/

Out Of Place: a Memoir / Edward W. Said

October 2015 Book Haul

T.S ELIOT (1888-1965) : The Waste Land and other poems

William Shakespeare (1564-1616) : Hamlet 

MAGGIE FUREY (1955) : Spirit Of The Stone ( Book Two Of The Shadowleague )

GEORGE ORWELL ( 1903-1950 ) : Animal Farm

توفيق الحكيم ( 1898-1987) : الملك أوديب 

SOPHIE KINSELLA ( 1969) : Shopaholic Ties the Knot

I am through reading  Animal Farm, Hamlet, The Waste Land, and I'm Currently enjoying The Spirit Of the Stones. I will provide you with the reviews whenever possible ^_^

#2 Book Review

An Abundance of Katherines

John Green

After posting my first book review, here I am writing my second. Another John Greenian novel ,if I could use the term " Greenian". An Abundance of Katherines ,told from a first-person point of view, that is the main character,Colin. He tends to date girls named Katherine and wills to be a genius. However, every time he dates a katherine she would dump him, or so he believes. As a road out of his miserable life, his friend Hassan plans a road trip in order to save him, and to help him find the "Eureka Moment" he is seeking. This choice was made after realizing that I find a great joy in reading john Green's books. Indeed , this joy is the logical outcome of diving into a book that reveals an impressive innovative style, as well as a funny way to uncover some debatable issues.

Innovation and creation. Two terms that had dominated my mind while I was reading John Green's An Abundance Of Katherines. Throughout my humble reading experience, I have never read a book in which Mathematical theorems were included. Usually theorems are not my thing, actually they are never my thing. However,this time I did appreciate their use, as I managed to understand the way the writer solves them. Verily, John Green has found a way out of the herd, he could deviate from the writing norms that separate Science and Literature. In truth, he reminded me of Thomas Henry Huxley's(1) :
Science and literature are two things, but two sides of one thing"
Another point that I find unique in this novel is including an Arab Muslim Character, Hassan Harbish, that I will be dealing with later in the second part. With his presence, a Non-Muslim might have a slight idea about some Islamic principles as well as a set of Arabic words.

All in all, the writer was able to set a mixture of paradoxes , a fusion between Science and Literature, and a confusion within the readers' vision towards some issues.

In point of fact, John Green managed to highlight some considerable matters. For instance , treachery, love, destiny, religion, friendship, and a great number of other questions that each one of us has a relation with.

Through the character of Colin Singleton, a child prodigy who was dumped by 19 girls named Katherine, Green aimed at unveiling human complexities. In other words, Colin was a perfect representation of nowadays boys' tendency to run after names, instead of prioritizing love. He could have dated girls holding different names, but he preferred Katherines, for a mysterious reason. The writer also sheds lights on the fact that, at a certain time, any one of us can lose hope, believing that true love does not exist, and all the people around us are dumpers. However, when he fell in love with Lindsey, Colin knew that his heart was not broken, it just needed someone else's heartbeats, and that's why I mentioned destiny. Colin thought that he will be dumped for the rest of his life, especially when he tried his theorem on Lindsey. However, he was mistaken things, and realized that she was not one of the Katherines he dated.
Moving to Hassan, a friend of Colin, an Arab Muslim as I said before. He is always putting his deeds under control, so that he wouldn't commit any sin. Until he met katrina. In spite of partially giving up on his principles, Hassan is my favorite character, he is a fabulous mixture of fun and wisdom. He knows how to stand beside his friend, as he does know how to deal with both , being conservative and enjoying life, regardless of the deviation he had made after knowing katrina, who dumped him as well.


Overall, John Green's An Abundance of Katherines was the kind of books that are not to be devoured with moderation, you'd better read it all at a time ( and i consider this as both, a prose and a con.)  .A wonderfully written novel that kept the writer put in high regard. Yet, what I did not like about this book is the fact that John Green had chosen a shallow side of human-beings over their depths. He could have tackled more considerable issues that hold more importance than the desire to please people the way Colin felt, or the propensity to give up on his principles the way Hassan did. In the sense that he could have shown Man in a stronger position. Not as weak creatures who follow the herd, and submit to their whims. In addition, neither Hassan was a good example of a powerful Muslim, nor was Colin a good image of a future-to-be genius. Both of them were extremely superficial, but I still like Hassan.
Another defect that I blame John Green for is the plot. Indeed, it was not the kind of plots that attract the reader, and that's why I said you should read it all at a time, for the reason that you would be too lazy to keep on reading, in case you made something like a 3-days rupture. In brief, I would say that it is not a very plot-driven novel. But it was ,undoubtedly, worth reading.

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Seven lessons you can learn from this novel:

Life is awesome, no matter what problems you have.

Never generalize;people are never identical.

Hold on to your principles, so that you won't regret, the way Hassan did.

Try to impress yourself, rather than impressing people.

Believe in your capacities. You can.

Believe in Love.

Never lie to your mother.

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Favorite Quotes:

"That's who you really like. The people you can think out loud in front of."

"That smile could end wars and cure cancer."

"What is the point of being alive if you don't at least try to do something remarkable?"

"You don't remember what happened. What your remember becomes what happened."

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Thomas Henry Huxley:

(4 May 1825 – 29 June 1895) was an English Biologist known as "Darwin's Bulldog" for his advocacy of Charles Darwin's theory of evolution.

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An Abundance of Katherines; John Green.

#1 Book Review

The Fault In Our Stars

John Green

With all the prejudices that some readers hold for novels, John Green's The Fault in Our Stars might change their minds. We cannot deny the fact that a great number of readers estimate that reading novels does not enrich one's knowledge;however, I believe that it does touch one's soul, as it peeps into one's very hidden depths .And these are the points that I will be dealing with in this article: 

The points that caught my attention while reading it, as well as the messages that the writer has conveyed through his words and symbols. 

John Green's The Fault In Our Stars was published in January 2012 and it was his 6th novel. The story was written in the First Person Point of View; Narrated by Hazel Grace, which contributed to the story's authenticity and approach to reality in a way that makes the reader sympathize with both characters,Hazel Grace and Augustus "Gus" Waters. These two teenagers ( aged between sixteen and seventeen) who are both struggling against their long-lasting disease; a terminal form of thyroid cancer and osteosarcoma. 

Though they are closer to death than life, they were able to overtake the calamities that befell their lives. In other words, they shaped an instance of strength, hope and determination. With a strong love that ties them together, they managed to get a normal life. In addition, they conveyed a great message that is to say that love does cure the diseases that science says it cannot be healed yet. Even if it would be a temporal cure. Indeed, these characters engender a new hopeful spirit, especially when it comes to a reader who suffers from such a disease, which is widespread within all the corners of the world. People holding the worst sicknesses are supposed to face them with the best attitude. That is the moral that this novel foreshadows.

Talking about the attitude, we cannot neglect the way Augustus's being open to life, funny and cheerful. He could spend all that time with Hazel without her knowing that he suffers from a deadly malady. He managed to stand by her side and support her during her weakest moments. For instance, In his “That’s the thing about pain [ ... ] It demands to be felt.”(1), he shows that they both need one another; they represent something like complements to each other. It is okay to feel the pain, but the principle they agree on is that it should be felt from the two of them.
Moving to symbolism, and on purpose, I will be starting with Augustus' cigarettes, which made me appreciate the novel more and more. Actually these cigarettes that he calls them a "metaphor" are a metaphor of his attempt to face his fears. When he puts them between his lips without lighting, he tries to persuade himself that he can control his disease, the way he controls his cigarettes. This idea is further explained in these words he says “It's a metaphor, see: You put the killing thing right between your teeth, but you don't give it the power to do its killing.”(2) by the end of the novel when he is in the gas station, he is actually seeking cigarettes,and as he starts vomiting, he cannot get the thing he is there for. Which is symbolic of his inability to control the malady that is spreading over his body at the time. Another great symbolic motif that we cannot disregard is the grenade. which sheds light on the fact that life might blow up at any moment, as if it were a grenade. Hence, it symbolizes the fluidity of life.Especially, Hazel and Augustus'. When it comes to these two lovers, life is a nonsense if one of them would die. When a grenade blows up, it destroys all the things around it. And when someone dies, the closest people around will be destroyed as well, and that is the link between death and the grenade. In Hazel's "I'm a grenade," I said again. "I just want to stay away from people and read books and think"(3) which reveals Hazel's trying not to hurt anyone. She does not want to cause any pain to people when she dies. The last symbol is the word "Okay", which was the word that I strongly believe that all the readers loved. Indeed, it serves as the expression of their love, respect, secrets and all of the beautiful things they had lived together. Hence,  "Okay" is their own way to say "Always".
All in all, The Fault In Our Stars was a novel that has generally tackled different aspects of our existence , and the social aspects specifically. John Green was able to link between life, death and love, which is something that actually reminds me of Greek Tragedy. Those old stories where the characters are enclosed in vice circle of determinism. They both know that they will die, still, they are fighting together against the enemy,which is in this case their sickness. In the sense that Augustus and Hazel embody the features of an old tragic hero with the dimensions of a modern fiction protagonist.

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Seven lessons you can learn from this novel:

Everyone you meet is fighting their own battle.

It's okay to feel your feelings.

You are not defined by your illness.

You cannot always get what you want.

Thing will never work out the way you want, and it's okay.

You matter.

Experience life.

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References: 

(1) Chapter 4 page 63.

(2) Chapter 1 page 20.

(3) Chapter 6 page 72.

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Sources:

http://www.bustle.com/

https://images.google.com/

https://www.tumblr.com/

http://www.litcharts.com/

For those who monopolize the power ..

Can't a woman be a woman without being enclosed ?
Regardless of the image that extremists are spreading.

Can't a woman be a woman without being naked ?
Far from the image that "modernists" are promoting.

Can't this world start gazing at women's minds instead of women's bodies?
Questions that are haunting my mind.

This conflict is brought by a variety of factors but there are only two reasons: males and females.

Starting with males who contributed to females' tendency to show their legs instead of showing their brains-And I do not have a problem with legs ; I just prefer brains, since there is always that shallow category who would follow the herd.
Added to other males who see females as objects, servants, properties. Males ,and I am saying it on purpose, for such fools cannot be called MEN ..
All in all, both extremists and modernists are creating a humiliating image of woman; an outer image that reflects nothing of her personality, her capacities, her powers, her brain and her being a woman.

Furthermore, we cannot deny the fact that women themselves contributed to their being treated as .. Machines .. dolls .. as . nothing .. Those women who chose legs over brains, and allowed "men" to convince them that life lies in their crop top shirts .. And the others who let males choose for them; they deceived them; told them that under a huge black cloth and a weapon that kills innocent , under them, lies Paradise ...

As a matter of fact, I feel sorry for both; Males and females. Both are stupid. Both are dump. Both are blind. Both are shallow.
As I do feel sorry for both; extremists and modernists. Both are frothy. Both are peripheral. Both are superficial. Both are deceivers.
Before I finish, I would like to add that I strongly believe that women shall be their own guides, their own bosses, their own masters ..

By the end, it brings joy to my heart to end with these heavyweight achievements that were done by powerful women who believed that they can change the world. They were neither extremists nor modernists; they were realistic.

1-  Maria Bashir is the first female Prosecutor General in Afghanistan. 

2- Dr.Sima Samar is the Chairperson for the Afghan Human Rights Commission. In this position, she oversees the conduct of human rights education programs across Afghanistan.

3-Mother Teresa, the Nobel Peace Prize winner (1979), aimed at looking after those who had nobody to look after them through her own order "The Missionaries of Charity".
"Not all of us can do great things. But we can do small things with great love." - Mother Teresa (1910-1997)

1- Maryam al-Mansouri: an Emirati female fighter pilot, became widely known for flying her F-16 to lead the UAE’s air strikes against the Islamic State of Iraq and Syria (ISIS) radical group in Syria in September.

4-Benazir Bhutto: She was the 11th Prime Minister of Pakistan (1993-1996) and the first woman to head a Muslim state. During her leadership, she ended military dictatorship in her country and fought for women rights. She was assassinated in a suicide attack in 2007.
"Democracy is the best revenge." - Benazir Bhutto (1953-2007)

And the list is so longer ... 

Happy Women's Day Ladies ..
You Own The Power ..

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http://pulptastic.com/
http://www.huffingtonpost.com/
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http://english.alarabiya.net/
Great Ancestors: Women Claiming Rights in Muslim Contexts (HISTORY)By Farida Shaheed and Aisha Lee Shaheed Oxford University Press, Karachi ISBN 9780195476361 258pp. Rs795

Feminism .. Males' Weapon

Feminism .. The belief that males are superior.
If it were not so .. The idea couldn't have existed.
So can you-males- please stop pretending that you're really interested in fighting over females' rights?
And can you ladies stop playing the victim and face the realities of things as they are?
Feminism does not exist.
Males are not superior.
Females are not victims.
Females create victims.
Patriarchal societies are a myth.

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إلى أمٍّ قتلناها ..

حنين .. إلی أم لم نراها .. سلام عليها .. إلی أم لم تلدنا و لم نترعرع في أحضانها .. تلك التي ما عرفتنا و لكنا عرفناها .. فأحببناها و عشقناها لكن يوم وقعتها .. لم نرعاها.. يوم مرضت لم نكن حذوها .. لكن كنا نستمع إلی أنينها .. ثم نادت و ما أصغيناها .. كنا نشاهدها في شاشات ملئت ضجيجا و نفاقا و صورا و معلومات ما فهمناها .. شاهدنا الحادثة .. و ما أبصرناها ..

إلی أم تستغيث في دجی الليالي .. في كهف و لا أحد يبالي .. تستغيث عسی أن يؤول أحد واقعها .. لا رؤياها .. عسی أن يثأر أو يثور أحد الشعوب .. و ما فعلوا .. و ما رسم أحد ابتسامة علی محياها ..

إلی أم مطلعها فوز و فروسية و نصر و نخوة منتهاها .. إلی أم كادت تكون كذلك .. لو لم يتوسطها لؤم شعوب كأكأة مستكينة .. شعوب ترضی أن تكون أمهم سبية .. شعوب طفيلية.

و كنا قد ألقينا عليها السلام .. ثم ممررنا مرور اللئام .. و ما حررناها .. و كنا قد تبجحنا بنشر صورها .. و ما تساءلنا يوما عن السبيل صوب ثناياها .. و إن .. و إن حدث و سألنا .. فما عبرناها ..

و كنا كلما أصابتها مصيبة جزعنا و هرعنا و تعهدنا بحمايتها .. و خضعنا لبني صهيون و خشيناهم و قلنا .. بل علی الله حماها .. و كنا قد برعنا في التفاخر بتكرار أقوال تشيغيفارا و تباهينا بحفظ أبيات المتنبي و في التظاهر الزائف و التنمق .. و أبدا ما تعمقنا صلب مغزاها.. و كنا قد مكثنا أمام أبواب السلاطين و انتظرنا منهم سقيا يحيي أراضينا .. أعطيناهم أرزاقنا و ثرواتنا .. فنزغ الشيطان بين أهالينا .. ألا تبت صنعة أيادينا .. فتخلينا عن الأرض و عن القضية و عن العرض .. و ما أردنا شيئا .. غير أن يكون للذل مستقرا فينا .. بايعونا و بايعنا فأمسينا من الخاسرين .. و لتلك الأم أن تسأل .. أما عادت الأمومة أمرا يعنينا ؟ أما تلك الارض بأم الأوطان .. أما عاد غناها يغنينا ؟ .. ألم يكن العرب قادة اقتدنا بهم .. أماتت اليوم القدوة فينا ؟ أما علمونا أن الأم وطن ، و أن الوطن أما .. فماذا لو اجتمعا ليكونا .. فلسطين ..

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28/06/2015

أحبوه بالحب ..

ليعلم ذكور السياسة اليوم أن الوطن ليس بمصطلح تجارة بين المنابر ..

ليس الوطن تبجحا و ابتذالا ..

لم يجعل الوطن ليكون موضوع حوار و إنما موضوع حب ..

لا ريب أننا حين نحب شيئا نجد أنفسنا نتحدث عنه كثيرا .. و بالمثل فإننا حين نكره شيئا نعدد مناقبه ..

أما اليوم .. فعلينا بحب الوطن .. و الوعي بمناقبه التي نحن سببها .. و دهاء الساسة سببها .. و كذلك غباء القطيع ..

هذا القطيع الذي آن له الأوان أن يعلم أن وعود الساسة و اللغو مترادفان .. فلا صدق في السياسة .. و لا عقول في القطيع ..

ثم فليعلموا اليوم .. أن أراجيفهم باتت محل سخرية .. و أن الدمعجة القذرة التي يتوخونها سبيلا لن تنجح .. ليعلموا أننا لا نثق بهم بل بالوطن .. إن صلحت التسمية .. فالوطن لا يسمی كذلك إذا دنسه الطغاة .. و لا يسمی كذلك إذا كانت الشعوب حفاة عراة ..

إذا شوهه نذل و سار بيننا فابتسمنا .. إذا قتل فيه رجلا و ما انفعلنا .. إذا جاع فيه طائر ! فما بالك بإنسان منا ؟ .. إذا أبرموا حوله اتفاقيات لقبرنا و ما تساألنا .. إذا كان القرار بين أيدينا و ما قررنا .. إذا خيرنا بين العبودية و الحرية .. و ما تحررنا ...

و مع ذلك .. فلا شفاء من حب الوطن .. و لا عزاء لخائنيه .. أحبوا الوطن كما تحبون أحبتكم .. كما تحبون السعادة .. كما تحبون الجمال ..

أحبوه كما تحبون صباحا تقضونه نائمين .. كما النوم .. لتستيقظوا باكرا منتشين بالعمل من أجل الوطن ..

أحبوه ولو قليلا .. بنقائصه و عيوبه .. و اعلموا أن النقص فينا و العيب فيه ..

أحبوه كما تحبون كلما يحب ..

أحبوه بالحب .. فبالحب نبني وطنا ..