Autobiographies, Biographies & Memoirs

Among Hospital's Corridors

The director whispered in my ear words that caused me distress and distress, so I left him angry.On September 2, 2005, at ten o’clock in the morning of that day, I was standing in the main hallway of the hospital.The hallway was at the crossroads of parts of the hospital, and I, like him, was standing at the crossroads of parts of my life.People come and go, but no one talks to anyone, and no one pays attention to anyone.Suddenly, someone grabbed my wrist tightly as I turned around. My eyes bulged out and I wondered: How did he know where I was? He did not say a word, and I did not speak. He walked and I walked with him like a little child. We walked together on an unknown road.

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The Harbor And Other Stories

في لحظات.. يتلاشى الحاضر، يغيب في بُؤَر خلفيَّة، ويطغَى الماضي بكلِّ مخزونه، فأشاهد فيلماً وثائقياً يزخر بصور وحركة ونبض حياة.

 عديدة هي الأسباب التي تحفزه وتستدعيه ليدهمني وينقلني مِن عالَم حاضر أنا أعيشه، إلى ماضٍ بعيد لأعيشه مِن جديد، وأراه بوضوح؛ أعيش تفاصيله، وأتنقَّل بين مشاهده المختلفة.. ماضٍ ليس كلُّه بجميل، بعضه يجدِّد الأحزان، أحاول جاهداً أن أتغافل عنه، وأتجاوز حقيقته وأحداثه، قد أنجح، لكن تبقَى تداعياته تسرِي في كلِّ خلايا تفكيري، فيخيِّم وقتها عليَّ حزن، وينتابني كدر.

هل هو الحنين إلى الماضي ما يدفعني للعودة إلى تلك المحطَّات مِن حياتي؟ ربَّما يطول توقُّفي في بعضها، وإن كان عمرها لحظات إلا أنَّها مشعَّة وواضحة، وأخرى باهتة لا تسترعي اهتمامي، فأتجاوزها مسرعاً.      

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The Harbor And Other Stories

Sometimes, I find the present just fades away and becomes background noise. This is when the past – with its bank of memories – takes over, and I find myself as if watching a documentary, complete with images, movement and the pulse of life. Certain triggers raid my mind and take me from my present life to a long-distant past in such a way that I can see and relive it in detail, and even move between its different scenes.
But those scenes and details are not always pleasant, for some still bring sorrow, and these are the ones whose existence I try hard to forget. And though I might sometimes succeed, their influences remain in every cell of my body, and they leave me overwhelmed with anguish and pain.
Is it my nostalgia for the past that keeps taking me back to those ‘stations’ of my life?
Some of the stops on my journey are too hazy to attract my attention, and I hurriedly pass them by. Others are so vivid and clear that I prefer to linger there, press rewind, and play again.

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The Winter Of Baghdad And Dubai

When love and time meet, then time decides the fate of this love. Will the ending be a happy one? Or will it be very hard to imagine? We should not give in to time and the destiny that it forces on us. Instead, we should fight time, and change this destiny one way or another. But here, happiness has always been temporary, and there isn’t a happy ending like we used to read in our childhood. A happy life has never been real. Endings have always been this way. They were sad one way or another. Endings are not the same as we see them in a movie or in our dreams. Is this caused by us? Or caused by time that predetermined our destiny and left us dreaming? It is watching us from afar and laughing, because it knows what is written at the end of the path. Oh, how I wished to see happy endings lasting for days and years until the end of our lives! But we live in a very bitter reality. We wish that destiny will play its role for the future generations, and for them to learn how to draw their path with care, love and sincerity. This is how I view real life which we are living in. This book is a part of society, customs and traditions.

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Zeina...A Girl Made Of Iron And Silk

When the heart knocks, you must open the door.

How tender are the hearts of lovers, and I am one of them! So what if the one who is knocking on the door is Zeina?

And Zeina is not the title of a novel as much as she is a recount of the chapters of my life, my life’s pulse that I took many of its days away, and what remains is in the hands of the Most Merciful, stored in time and days, and one day the moment of departure will come.

And to make sure that this life is not spent in vain, I would love to add some beauty to it with a story, and what a beautiful story it is when you write while you see on the computer the apparitions of people you loved who have passed away, and now you are waiting for the moment to meet again.

Perhaps it is more than a novel because it is formulated with ink like no other. When a father writes about his daughter, the words have another divulgence that is more like the divulgence of jasmines, and from that, the words infiltrate to tell the story of the birth, upbringing, the extreme pain from scoliosis and the journey of searching for a cure until the moment of undergoing the risky surgery.

As for Zeina’s journey with the world of art, it is another story, and it not only tells the story of an artist’s career, but also tells the pain of a father when facing the moments of separation.

And from the movie Habbet Loulou, which was Zeina’s first artistic work, the journey of investigation of this artistic journey begins from the point of view of a father. She did not only monitor the abstract artistic side until her latest work, Shatti Ya Beirut and Zeina’s famous cry: “Baba”, which opened the windows of the father’s heart to a similar cry that will one day be real.

And from the cry: “Baba”, the faucet of the memories from childhood until today through snippets from Zeina’s life, her academic excellence and medals that adorn her neck, to her bed in the family home whining about absence, to the teddy bear hidden in one of the drawers of the house’s closets.

With Zeina, I formed my letters with my father’s poems and my mother’s dough.. How delicate poetry is when it is wisdom, and how delicious is bread when its leaven is passion!

Zeina… A Girl Made of Iron and Silk. It didn’t become a novel by accident, it was only hidden in the heart of a father until the right time came.. It was a poem in which she is the heroine, and I am the narrator.

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A Journey Towards The Light

- Why me, my father?

- I cannot answer this question, my little girl, why you? The world is full of mysteries, events and phenomena that humanity has not been able to answer throughout the ages.

The sadness that gripped my heart because of what happened to me turned into an emotion that overcame the rest of the emotions and remained in control of the focus of my thoughts.

I had to take a pause in contemplation in which I reconcile myself with the pain and sadness for myself, embrace myself, cry, tear myself apart, and exercise all my rights to express my pain. So that I can move beyond navigating pain, and searching for refuge from drowning in its sea.

I will search for a lifeline and hope. The challenges that life imposes on us are a general condition that confronts people, but the difference occurs when accepting them, regardless of their size or severity, and then excelling in dealing and adapting to them.

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Unforgettable Love

It is the unforgettable true love.
It is true love that never ends.
These are love stories that happened one day, in an old house, and in a different era.
These are stories of beautiful memories, fascinating adventures, and endless love.
These are stories of an era in which we once lived; with mixed feelings of love, fear, sadness and pain, within the walls of the old house… between a close-knit family where love, intimacy and lasting harmony prevail.
Yes, I admit, it is impossible to return to those days, but they remain immortal and precious to us, as it is difficult to forget them. Because it is
An Unforgettable Love.

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Hakima

The novel revolves around Hakima, a girl with a big white heart who suffers from bullying over her excess weight, her features that appear older than her real age, and everything she does in her life. How do you think she will overcome the bullying? What will happen to her? This is what you will know when you read the novel.

I hope you enjoy reading.

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A Woman's Roots

When the roots are exposed, the foundations are unraveled, and the constants are shaken, the pen begins to search for the lines.

A Woman’s Roots is a true account of a woman’s life, which begins with luxury and prosperity, grows with oppression and injustice, and ends with ingratitude and denial.

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Bin Arraf

You live on the ground, so days will go by you for a long time in your view (only an illusion). Everything in the road calls you and sends you signals that point you in the walking direction and the right way. You find signs on every road pointing you where you want to go, and signs to cross, stop, slow down or change direction. Alia followed the example of my path and your path, and many signs stopped her. She even began to identify them and harmonize with them, and perhaps harmonize and understand the meanings of the signs of life in order to answer many questions that were hidden. Then she left with the range spreading in front of her eyes on her trip to the Badia. If you, dear reader, are excited by the signs of life, learning through the stories, penetrating the worlds, and have the curiosity to know them and to succeed in deciphering the mystery of life, then I promise you that you will enjoy with us the flow between the lines of Alia’s journey to the Badia, stay with it!

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Choosing Love

Lana Bataineh, better known as Loofy, is a mother, a wife, a sister, a grandmother, and an ALS patient. Sixteen years ago, the doctors gave her two years to live. Since then, she has attended her three children’s graduations, danced at her son’s wedding, witnessed the birth of her first grandchild, and inspired countless lives along the way.

Choosing Love takes you on Lana’s journey of finding inner strength through the power of love. It is a human story guaranteed to inspire anyone going through hardship.

“I am certain Lana’s book will take people’s breath away”

– Mostafa Salameh, author of Dreams of a Refugee

“From Lana, I learn what the words hope and strength really mean. I learn how to be optimistic.”

– Blog reader

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Diving With Seven Livelihoods

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