Articles in which I try to put points on some values and ideals, which have been scattered amidst the noise of civilization, civilization, and globalization, and under the name of progress and development, which has caused the destruction of some of the foundations of our conservative society.
I highlight what matters to me, and what matters to my community and my family, trying and diligently reminding myself first, and reminding those who read my words that our role is great and great in preserving this precious country.
As you will see, my strong focus is on women, as there is no hatred for them, bias, or inclination towards men, but rather my belief in them, that they are the basic building block of the family and society. They are the nurturing mothers, they are the appointed wives, and they are the daughters who are future teachers, if women reform, preserve their authentic heritage, and hold on to It is the essential foundation for the good of society.
As you will see in my writings, some of the local dialect, which I deliberately mention, because I believe that it has a greater impact on many groups of society, and this is only my desire to have this book reach the largest possible number of people, and for many common people to understand what I am aiming at. And just as I took in my writings the character of the talk of councils, in terms of discussion and presentation, and in terms of style, some of it eloquent talk and some of it local, so that it easily reaches minds and hearts, and I hope that I have succeeded in combining them, and just as I have tried to condense as much as possible without prejudice. On any topic until it has complete understanding and meaning, I ask God for ease, success, and guidance.
The flowers : It is a collection of thoughts, more like self-disclosure, on the tongue of a child who lived the experience of losing a father, and felt the fever of eternal separation, after her father drowned her with sincere fatherly affection, so she expressed what was brewing in her soul through letters; To prove that from pain the flowers of creativity may sprout, and from the heat of fever the seeds of tenderness sometimes sprout. Fragments is a serious attempt to write and create the most beautiful Arabic language. It is the conversation of the soul to the soul. A smile of hope despite the difficulties, it is a picture of challenge and will, of a girl who loves life.
In his book “Mirrors,” Eduardo Galeano retells the history of human civilization in his own way, condensing what he finds exciting, funny, and worthy of attention through brief, precise passages that give the reader the opportunity to connect with the events and facts he reads, as if history were resurrected before him. The author adopts a cornological path in narrating a history based on bitter paradoxes, and stops at cities, personalities, events, and inventions that constituted milestones in human history. This is how we see him moving lightly between various topics; Such as female circumcision, silkworms, beer, Santa Claus, tango, the torture instruments of the Inquisition. But through the illusion of dispersion, he somehow makes history more logical and full of bitter irony. With extreme selectivity and absolute freedom, Galeano, with his extensive knowledge, chooses the points that stand out to him that seemed to him pivotal in the path of humanity, specifically the forgotten events or people that the dominant narrative of history ignored and wanted to erase from collective memory, as if he was saying to the world: “See your true face reflected in... Mirror".
About the book
(Features of the heart):
In this book, I convey my thoughts, feelings, and personal experiences in a way that is somewhat vague or explicit at times.
I express this in short, not lengthy lines so that the meanings are conveyed quickly and enjoyable to the reader.
I use imaginative images to express, and sometimes I convey the truth of reality from experiences with full disclosure.
My humble writings are a personal effort and the result of two years or perhaps more, as I found encouragement to publish from a number of writers who read some of what I wrote.
I hope that my dream will come true through you, and I hope you can let me know your opinion about my humble writings, and I welcome your comments
Please accept my thanks and gratitude
my regards ,
Samira Khalifa
Flashes of conscience:
Pictures in the form of flashes emanating from the author’s conscience, which he shares with the reader to build positive energy within him, through motivational phrases, positive thinking, and moral psychological rules that enable him to overcome obstacles on the path of his life, fill it with happiness, and do the impossible to achieve success and happiness, and shine in dealing with others.
Summary of the book: In Brief, You Are My Dream. Written by: Maryam Bint Al-Aali I wrote in this book a lot of different feelings and topics. Between its lines there are feelings that go back to my heart, my feelings, and my general life. I wrote about love in the sense of my private heart, and about happiness, sadness, separation, and many feelings that carry praise for one person and reproach for others. My words here do not constitute one year or a period. Short of my life, but here is a group of years that began when my pen began to draw its first letters and continues to this day. There are also those feelings that do not belong to me, but rather to those around me. When they were happy, I had to write about their joy, and while they were sad and in pain, I had to speak instead of their hearts and share their sorrows with them through those pulsating letters. Every time I listen to what... They feel it from experiences in this life full of different stories. I used to quote a summary from it and spin it with my fingertips to form thoughts that tell what is inside them. We all always want to explain our different feelings, but that is difficult for everyone, as we are not equal. Thus, my pen was my heart with its feelings and experiences, and all of their hearts with all those things that they experienced. Share with me the details. I have talked about many things in the pages of my book, and yet my heart still longs to live more and sees that what I have written so far is nothing more than the letters of a few years that passed during my youth and youth. I talked a lot in my book about feelings of love, and I am fully aware that many will not understand them well. They will like the beauty of the letters and the harmony of the words, but only those who have lived the same feeling and know that love is not the love that exists between two genders or two people, but rather love is to love ourselves, so we love those who love us. We love life around us and thus we see people in a completely different light. As for separation, pain, sadness, treachery, and betrayal, I know that everyone will understand it and delusively think that it touches on the pain and pain that went through his heart, not because he actually felt it, but pain and sadness are somewhat similar in reactions and the way they are expressed by the majority, even though we live in different things. It has to do with what others experience, as separation is different people, times, ages, situations, and ways that are not as similar as they think. As for the beauty, happiness, and spontaneous feelings in our lives, they are what give us hope, ambition, and strength to remain steadfast in this life. In the last topics of my book, I spoke a lot and expressed my love for my friends. They are always the most important and have priority. Only them remain with us. No one shares our sorrows and joys except them. No one understands our strange behavior and different feelings except true friends who are absolutely indispensable.
Pulses...give life meaning: Some of the pulses that pulsate human souls every day... give them determination and courage amid the battles of life, and provide them with a ray of light from the past, present, and future that makes them hope that what comes next will be more beautiful.
