Twenty years have passed since the end of World War II. A foreign man returns to the German city of Dresden to visit a friend. But instead of his friend, he meets a twenty-year-old girl who works in a new hotel, and a long night-time conversation takes place between a man who spent the last two years of the war in that city, and survived the devastating bombing and Nazi concentration camps, recalling all the pain and tragedies he experienced, and a girl from the next generation. The war, whose horrors he did not know or experienced, is trying to live with a legacy burdened by the crimes and atrocities of his fathers. "I can't help you, my little love. It's your fight and you have to fight it alone. No one's going to help you, not even me."
The period of writing these stories extended for many years, extending from 1987 with the story “The Smell” to 2013 with the story “May God prolong his life.” They were all written under the weight of heavy tyranny, which made our thinking almost paralyzed and made us free executioners and observers of ourselves. It is “natural” for most of them to be apologized for publishing, as happened with the story “The Smell” which was either apologized for publishing or was ignored by all the newspapers to which it was sent at that time, as well as It happened with several other stories. All the stories are united by a single concern and a similar atmosphere. Their events take place in the imperial atmosphere, with the meaning of the emperor’s word. The reader does not need effort or help from anyone in deciphering it. They speak of a general concern that everyone feels the burden of, without exception. Some were vocal about it at the times when the stories were written. Some people kept it quiet, but despite the fact that the majority were forced to remain silent, and those who opened their mouths paid a heavy price for not remaining silent, for everyone it was a heavy burden that a person could not get used to, or at the very least hope that it would go away. These stories were among the forms of expression of that general pain. Some of them were destined to come out to the screen - in some short periods of relief - to reach the audience, even in different formulations from the stories in the book, and some of them remained imprisoned until circumstances allowed them to appear on the pages of this book in your hands.
This collection presents views from different wars that the writer's generation either witnessed and was a victim of, or fought in. It extends from the June defeat, which was beautified by calling it “the setback,” through all the other wars that did not end with the last war taking place now. The stories presented in this collection present different humanitarian situations experienced by the person of war, in which Syria has become something of a practical laboratory for it due to the large extent to which its people have suffered from the scourges of war. It includes the suffering of a child of war who was uprooted from his home and his childhood playground to begin a departure that most likely will not end with a return. The child of war who was accustomed to it and lived with it later to become a victim of a different kind; When the fragments allocated for killing turn into monetary wealth created by his innocent mind, and then he becomes an element in this war, this time being a victim in the form of a fighter, circumstances force him to be placed between two options (either the killer or the killed). The stories of all the world will not be sufficient to express the horrors and suffering that man experiences in wars. These stories are a simple example of them in the form of samples from different stages. Unfortunately, it seems that this notebook will remain open indefinitely, and more tragic stories will join its pages, because the experience It has proven that the tragedy on our land takes escalating forms and generates pain that grows more every day. It seems from the scene in which the events take place that we will experience all forms of pain.
The guide was issued in cooperation with Ettijahat Foundation - Independent Culture. The guide contains a set of curricula that help the researcher wishing to explore the appropriate curricula for his work, help him identify them, and provide young researchers with multiple academic backgrounds with the necessary knowledge, skills, and mechanisms for cultural research.
By Presented by: Salam Al-Kawakibi. Mary Elias
The book was published in cooperation with Ettijahat Foundation - Independent Culture. It includes the book presented to him by the Syrian political science researcher Salam Al-Kawakibi, Chairman of the Board of Trustees of the “Ettijahat” Foundation. Independent Culture,” on 253 pages, and contains three papers, the first of which deals with: “Cultural Mechanisms and Cultural Production in a Period of Crisis.” Syria, Iraq and Lebanon,” prepared by academic researcher Dr. Mary Elias. The second research deals with: “The role of culture and arts in achieving reconciliation and civil peace in countries that witnessed violent conflicts,” completed by researcher Rama Najma. While the third research, which was completed by the “Syrian Center for Policy Research,” touched on “developing cultural structures in Syria.”
By Svetlana Alexievich/Translated by: Dr. Abdullah Habbeh
In her book, Zinc Boys, Svetlana Alexievich documented the Soviet intervention in Afghanistan between 1979 and 1985. In it, she collected interviews with soldiers returning from the war, or with mothers and wives of soldiers who were killed there, and whose bodies were returned in coffins made of zinc. The result of the war was thousands of dead, disabled and missing people, which prompted Svetlana to raise sensitive questions about the war: Who are we? Why did we do that? Why did this happen to us? Why did we believe all that? Svetlana was put on trial for publishing this book, and part of the documents related to the trial were added in Arabic translation.
Catherine, an orphan girl, carries the stigma of her social background because she is of mixed race, in an era when society was against her and all the principles she represented. In the midst of her daily struggle, music gives her the freedom to temporarily escape and the possibility of dreaming of a better life. Within a journey ravaged by the vicissitudes of unexpected motherhood and an absent husband, Catherine strives to protect this hard-earned haven and rely on her talent to build a future for her family. Mahsa is also an orphan girl, who grows up in an atmosphere of loss after her parents die and she is sent to live with her relatives in Pakistan. As part of her struggle to find her freedom, Mahsa flees to Montreal, leaving her first love behind. But in the end, she discovers the impossibility of cutting the threads of her past, and finally finds herself forced to accept an arranged marriage. For Mahsa, music becomes her beautiful solace, allowing her to escape from the oppressive circumstances that surround her. In light of their struggle between the visible life and the hidden life, the two girls, music lovers, meet... *** “I can no longer remember the number of times I stood captivated by the details of the events of this poignant novel. Each page depicts hope versus despair, and asks us to struggle to achieve our dreams without which we would be lost. This story, which presents the themes of motherhood and friendship, through its two exceptional heroines, will remain... Engraved in my memory to accompany me for a long time.” Khaled Hosseini, author of The Kite Runner and A Thousand Splendid Suns.
By Svetlana Alikevich/Translated by: Dr. Nizar Ayoun Al-Aswad
Thousands of wars took place, short and long. We knew the details of some of them, while other details were absent among the bodies of the victims. Many wrote, but men always wrote about men. Everything we knew about war, we knew through “the man’s voice.” We are all prisoners of “men’s” perceptions and feelings about war, prisoners of “men’s” words. As for women, they have always been silent. In World War II, approximately one million Soviet women participated in fighting on all fronts and in various tasks. Svetlana raises important questions about the role of women in the war: Why did women, who defended their land and took their place in an exclusive male world, not defend their history? Where are their words and where are their feelings? There is a whole hidden world. Their war remained unknown... In her book, “War Has No Female Face,” Svetlana writes the history of this war. Women's war.
The controversy that took place on the pages of newspapers, magazines, and television seminars about the series Al-Zeer Salem moved this series from being an entertainment material that ends with (I like it or I do not like it), to being a cultural material whose discussion requires a cognitive reference. The ending to Al-Zeer Salem in the series was one of the most controversial topics. The popular story ends when Al-Zir wins and Al-Jarru manages to kill his uncle Jassas and humiliate Bani Bakr. But history does not stop at the popular mood with which biography interacts. People are defending the stereotype they have in their mind of the hero. Historical truth destroys and distorts this image. Therefore, it is easier for them to deny this fact than to accept it. Denial comes either by accusing us of forgery, distortion for the sake of omission, or ignorance of history or biography. Not to mention the accusation of being hostile to the nation and distorting the images of its heroes. All of this created an opportunity for us to have a serious discussion about drama and its relationship to history and popular biography, by responding to some proposals. Perhaps this discussion will bring some benefit to the reader, and shed light on some of the ambiguities that have occurred.
In The Red Ring, the writer returns us to the methods of the standard French realist school, in a detective style that is not devoid of suspense, and invites us to reconsider our political affiliations and alignments, regardless of their differences, and to scrutinize their origin and motives. He also asks us again the big questions about the issues of war, death, patriotism, and loyalty. Through a story that took place shortly after World War II in the French region of Berry, where a heroic veteran is arrested. He was detained in a cell that was a military barracks, and an emaciated dog barked at the door day and night. Not far from her, a young woman lives the peasant life she was not made for, hoping to wait. A young aristocratic judge investigates the detainee's case, after the war stripped him of his ideals and values. Linking these characters is a dog that holds the keys to the story.
A collection of poetry by poet Adel Mahmoud from the atmosphere of war in Syria. “To the Syrian heart who makes love, After all this hatred, it's possible."
By Frederic Bonus / Translated by: Rami Al-Beiruti
What happens when we die? Is there a second life after death? Why does everyone talk in their dying moments about a tunnel of light at the end? Can insects read? What does a Tibetan monk do in a high school? Was Newton just a mathematician? How do we save the world? And most important of all, does she reciprocate his admiration? Many important questions that need to be answered, and who is more capable of doing that than a high school student who believes that he is the best musician in the world, and with a little help from his coffee-loving grandfather (even if he is dead... a little).
By Mary Wollstonecraft/d.: Abdullah Fadel-Ali Sarem
A novel that reflected the writer's absorption and complete involvement with the mechanisms of the subconscious and the methods of psychoanalysis
There was a tree on the river bank, a coconut tree. Siddhartha leaned over her, wrapped his arm around her torso and then looked at the greenish water flowing beneath him. He looked down and was filled with the desire to lower himself into the water. The terrible emptiness in the water reflected a terrifying emptiness in his soul. Yes. He was at his end. There was nothing left but to remove himself. This was the work he longed to do, to destroy the formula he hated! May the fish devour this heart of Siddhartha, this imbecile, this corrupt and worn-out body, this dull, consuming soul! May the fish and crocodiles devour him and the demons tear him apart. With convulsive features, he stared at the water and saw his face and spat on it. He moved his arms away from the tree trunk and turned slightly, hoping to fall on his head and dive. With his eyes closed, he leaned toward death.
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