Without electricity

pexels-photo-459718.jpegIt is dark! I hardly can see! It is very hot right now and no way to use any conditioner. Moreover, the water is not cold as it should be in this hot weather.

Why this happens? Because there is a shortage of electricity in Gaza Strip these days (actually, these years). Only 3 hours or less per a day! Who can afford this situation?  Believe or not I am writing at that moment depending just on the lights coming from the street!

By the way, I am living in Palestine in Asia, not in the forests or deserts in Africa!

In the world,  you will see countries brightener all the times days and nights and nothing called electricity problem in their daily life. Is it fair?

Instead of doing my works on my laptop or my phone,  I am just waiting and still waiting …

For a miracle?


Insha Allah.


With my sister


Trying to be the best in the party, my sister brought some dresses to show off, then she came to take my opinion because I am interested in sewing and know more about how to make suitable clothes and which style is better. I liked the idea and tried to act as a fashion designer.

‘Wear this; ignore that’ I gave her some ideas and bought the tools from the market then worked hard on the sewing machine to make my sister happy.

At the party, my older sister didn’t wear any of what I suggested or worked on. Moreover, she broke my high-heel shoes and the worst thing that she was acting as I didn’t do anything special for her.

I thanked Allah that I didn’t give her my accessories so that she would lose them.

Next time, when she asks for any help related to the clothes,  I’ll reply: Who told you that you have a sister called Heba!

We and noodles


While I was watching the TV on a documentary channel, they aired a program about the original inventor of the noodles in the history.

And as I understood that it was started in China and Arabs brought it to Italy. What surprised me was that we left our fingerprint on this historical and universal food. The pictures of the noodles made me hungry. Immediately, I went to the kitchen and began to make the food my ancestors carried hundreds of years ago.

While making it, I felt the favor the Arabs did to the world. I smelled our grandfathers’ soul. After finishing the noodles and unfortunately, the taste was awful and I started to find something in the ingredients to blame.

Not knowing what to do I offered it to my nephews and luckily they liked it.

In the end, I wondered what the relation between us and the noodles! Its just food Arabs moved from China and threw it in Italy. Why care about it?

Forget it!

Made in China


It seems like China is a big factory industrializes every single thing people need from the needle to the rocket.

Are people there working 24/7 without break times! Are they machines! Is it a part of their traditions and customs to move without stopping!

Am I right to say that simulating all the famous trademarks is becoming something related to your own culture?

All the time wherever I go, I see products entitled by ‘ Made in China ‘, so I feel that if we stop the importing from your country, then, things around us will disappear simply because in this case, we should produce all our own things! Oh no, we need a hard work.

To be honest,  I envy you ‘China‘ and hope one day to follow your steps on the work commitment just like the bees.

Made in Palestine‘ is a dream for me hoping one day to be famous in the whole world.

My assignments


Stop follow me wherever I go like my shadow.

Who tell you that I afford you! It is okay to accept you once or twice, but not to see you every single day.

It is not just me, others feel the same towards you. Because you are bleeder no one like you.

Sometimes I sympathize and conciliate with you, but not for a long time! I return to my previous feelings again.

Usually, I remember you just in your deadline and rush to get rid of you as quick as I can.

The thing I can’t deny, you are my way to get high marks.

Under the rain


Walking under the rain was amazing in my way to the home. After finishing my lectures, it started to rain cats and dogs, so I decided to walk in the middle of the street without caring to what some people may will say.

It was night and dark except few lights from the shops and cars and people were protected themselves beside the walls and under the trees. The sound of rain dropping on the floor created a unique melody. After my scarf got wet, little by little rain slowed down and l stopped a car, but not before taking some photos to this wonderful scenery.

Even inside the car, l didn’t cease looking from the window.

Please, keep raining

all the time

day and night

without stopping

except short time.

It makes me feel

The sky is opening

The light is coming.

Allah give us more

From this gold

Then we will be rich

and praise you more.

Say Allah


Say Allah,

bring me to life,

make my life bright,

five times a day.

Wherever I go,

still I hear this voice.

It calls me to come,

every single day,

come to pray come to praise

and be lowly and be lonely

with who know your own story.

Say Allah,

give me the faith,

give me the soul

to complete my way.

Please, continue

say Allah

is the greatest

of anything else I know.