Scenes: (11) Graduation rituals!

Date: Thursday, January 2.

Place: Faculty of medicine, Ain Shams University.

Event: Fun-day (graduation ceremony).


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The most awaited day has finally come! One last day at college, but with no classes to attend or exams to stress for. No enough words can express how memorable the day was. Friends, laughter, music, photo sessions, autograph signing, fireworks and everybody just having fun!


Copyrights: The accidental Blog © 2014

Copyrights: The accidental Blog © 2014

Copyrights: The accidental Blog © 2014


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Then came the most exciting moment; pot shattering! In old Egyptian traditions, when someone leaves a place and you don’t want them to ever come back, you break a clay pot at the doorstep. So every year, fresh medical graduates have this pot-breaking-frenzy at the gates of college! I saved my pot by the way! 😉 😛


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This is less than half my class! Photo by: Horizon Photography – Sherif Elhosseiny.

A painful epiphany!

I always avoid conversations with taxi drivers, particularly political ones. But somehow I slipped into the following one!

Driver: Which side are you on? (Rab’a protesters or the military side).

Me: None. (Just to end the conversation).

Driver: One should make sure they’re on the right side. Right??

Me: I don’t know which side is right. (again trying to opt out the debate).

Driver: You should just follow your heart. What did you feel when you watched the dead bodies on Al Jazeerah channel?

Me: ………….

*Few minutes later*

Driver: You really have to comfort me and tell me which side are you on?

Me: Why does it matter?

Driver: I need to know there still is goodness in the country.


Driver: You’re right. Remaining silent and all. You know, back during January’s revolution, everybody spoke up, now everybody’s too scared to talk.

That was the moment I realized I was afraid to speak, just like before January 25! I wanted to scream it out loud and tell him no, I am on the right side, I am against butchering innocent people and cremating their bodies. I support people’s right to protest and letting their voice be heard, I am longing for freedom… But I just remained silent!

Driver: I grieved over that massacre’s martyrs more than I grieved over my mother’s death!

Me: …………………

Driver: Okay. If you support Sisi and army forces, just remain silent.

Me: I don’t…. *Trying not to break into tears*

Driver: Thank God. *Exhales*

A doctor or a terrorist?!!

Arabic readers, please read this post. Many doctor colleagues got arrested by security forces and were called terrorists by Egyptian media! Some of them are my classmates! 

طبيب أم إرهابي؟!!.

A “blessed” birthday!!

“21 is the age of responsibility. Give it a few months and you will be wondering why you were in such a hurry to get here.” ~ Unknown.

Today I turn page 21 of my life. I never thought of it as a bewitching event! What is so interesting about having more “responsibilities”?!!

However, birthdays are all about greetings, family, friends, gifts and cheerful stuff. And whether I like it or not, getting older is out of my hands, I’d better enjoy the day and have fun. I’m quite aware of this, no weeping.. But wait, what if my birthday is linked to death?! Yes, death and disasters!!

2 Feb, “Combat of camels”… I was born on that date too!

That was last year, people will never forget that very date, not because I was born of course, but because people got killed! I wanted to get over and move on this year, but over 70 got killed in Port Said last night (another nasty act planned by SCAF)!!! Today is literally a tragic day in here, there’s mourning, prayers for the martyrs, and marches against SCAF! How dare I consider the thought of celebrating?!!

Sarcastically, a friend of mine tweeted me this, she’s right somehow!

Translation: “Your birthday causes us troubles every year by the way!!”

“#Feb2” is being hash-tagged on Twitter now, and the Tweets aren’t any pleasing! I wonder, can’t we omit this deathly date from the calendar?!

Scenes (6): Jan. 25th, claquette #2!

“We’re not celebrating! We’re resuming our revolution!”

That was the spirit today! The scene was breath-taking, not only at Tahrir square, which was “stuffed” with people, but also at every nearby street and square, as well as most of the Egyptian cities! People marched everywhere demanding the SCAF to step down and aiming to confirm how absurd any celebration before “avenging our martyrs” would be.. I so longed to be there, but my VERY overprotective mother forbade me to go!

Here are my favorite shots for today:

# Marching in Alexandria!

# A huge march crossing “Qasr El Nile” bridge to Tahrir!


# Tahrir today!


# Tahrir, just before sunset!


“The revolution is not an apple that falls when it is ripe. You have to make it fall.” ~ Che Guevara.

Memorizing freedom..

In the memory of Jan. 25th revolution, and restoring the revolutionary spirit of Tahrir square, I re-blog this post… I know it’s been near a month since I last blogged, but it’s a long story, I’ll tell it later on, when I get a chance.. Enjoy the lyrics!

Hey you, the “square”...

Scenes: (5) Students vs. Killers!

As long as authorities keep oppressing, murdering and stealing our rights, all the photos I capture are going to portray marches and protests..

Last Wednesday and the day after, I marched to the Ministry of Defense, protesting against SCAF‘s brutal crimes and killing our colleagues along with thousands of students from many colleges, chanting “Down with SCAF” and demanding them to “LEAVE”!

# Here’s how the SCAF secured the building:

Because killers always hide..

# Girls hugely took part in the protest:

# Random:

A poster for Alaa Abd El Hady, hung over a lamp-post..

I didn't capture this one, source:


# A video uploaded by one of the organizers:


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The “square”..

Source: Google.

This song; “The square” or “Ya el medan”, sung by the band Cairokee, portrays a common Egyptian perception about El Tahrir square and its role in the revolution. I won’t talk much, I’m leaving you to its plain-spoken, wholehearted lyrics..

# Song description:

“Egyptian anthem about Tahrir Square by Egypt’s leading revolutionary band, Cairokee featuring Egyptian singer/songwriter Aida El Ayouby.”

# Here’s the video, with English subtitles:

Scenes: (1) Tahrir square.

Tahrir Square today, 9/9/2011..

Right now, I hate that I’m abroad.. I wish I were there, calling for more freedom and more justice!


The mother who survived… Egypt!

Once upon a time, lived an old mother who’d suffered from cancer for years… She’d always been so lonely although she had many sons, they all had ignored her illness.. None of them had ever considered it as a problem of his… Everyone had been busy worrying about his own problems!

They’d believed she was going to die anyway, tomorrow if not today, whether they sought medical help or not.. They’d watched her die slowly claiming that it was too late to do anything..

Till one day, when her doctor announced that her malignant tumor was growing fast and that she could only live if she had a major surgery to excise it, which would be risky and might cost the mother her life..

 At that moment, the brothers realized how ignorant they were.. They could’ve saved their mother’s life way earlier!! As their conscience have finally awakened, they’ve decided to stand together and do whatever it takes to save their dying mother.. They decided to fix their mistake and get her to do the surgery..

During the surgery, she suffered from major blood loss.. Her sons started donating their blood one after another to save her.. But unfortunately it wasn’t enough.. Her organs started to fail one after another, but it was too late to back out.. They’d give their lives to save hers.. They all gathered on donating their organs!! One donated his liver, the other donated his kidney and another one donated his heart!! They all wanted to sacrifice their lives so their mother could have one!!

After all, the surgery succeeded and the tumor was removed… Of course there were complications after the surgery.. There were some infections and some side effects caused by the medications the mother took… It never was easy, but it didn’t matter as her sons learned the lesson… They’ve learned to be patient, to fight with every weapon they have got and never give up… And most importantly, they learned to be one hand and one team!!

By time, doesn’t matter how long, the weak old mother started gaining her strength a bit by a bit.. She felt sorry for her sons she lost, but inside her heart she was so proud that they finally were “all for one”…

Guys, I know you all got the point of my story.. And of course, medical wise & real life wise, it’s kinda inaccurate & impossible.. But the point is, this is what we should do to save our “Old mother”!! And this is how things should be! Doesn’t matter when, it’s the how that matters… 😉 :D:D