
All of us, even those with European homes and children in the distance, wished to remove the clothing of our countries. It was a place of faith. We disappeared into landscape. Fire and sand. We left the harbours of oasis. The places where water came to and touched ... Ain, Bir, Wadi, Foggara, Khottara, Shaduf. I didn't want my name against such beautiful names. Erase the family name! Erase nations! I was taught such things by the desert."Ladislaus de Almásy - The English Patient, by Michael Ondaatje"
Sun, 07/02/2006 - 12:49
captivating blog! www.collins.amississippi.com
Thu, 02/23/2006 - 22:03
Reading your words made my day....it kept me awake until after midnight....
الله يسامحك, عندي شغل في الصباح الباكر
بدأت مدونتي قبل أيام, يسعدني أن تنال اهتمامك.
http://yasser-best.blogspot.com/
تحياتي
ياسر ثابت
Thu, 02/23/2006 - 13:28
هناك ممكن الواحد يغسل همومه و ينسى الدنيا و مشاكلها و يعيش حياةطبيعية و خليك مع الله
Thu, 02/23/2006 - 01:35
ويلكم باك
Sat, 02/18/2006 - 22:41
But there isnt any web in the desert, no mobiles, no Tv's or air conditioners...its just vast & cruel.
Wed, 02/15/2006 - 08:30
I was there, last year,, I miss Siwa.
Tue, 02/14/2006 - 21:01
I miss my Desert.
Maryam
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