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Dreams

Dreams


* * Nasheva spoke of dreams: O young hearts of Egypt, Your dreams are not the lines written by your memory, but they are tomorrow’s answers to your today’s questions. Your life is dull when you have no dreams to pursue, and your life is dull when there’s no love to share. Only dreams and … Continue reading

Fall and Winter

Fall and Winter


* * A man spoke, “O beloved soul, please speak to us of seasons. Bring another wisdom for our souls.” Nasheva gazed at the man with eyes full of compassion. She then said softly, As the leaves of the cypress fall and are blown by the North Wind, you know that fall has come to … Continue reading

Happiness is Light

Happiness is Light


* * A glimpse of evil thought came to Nasheva’s mind. She could feel that every one of the Egyptians now saw her with veneration. She glanced at Syaikh Ahmad Fatih who was sitting on the far end, next to Sultan Baybars. She had never had an inkling of resenting the presence of the Mufti … Continue reading

The Palace

The Palace


* The ambassador exited the chariot, followed by Nasheva. Two guards opened the gate for them. They then walked towards the large ivory-colored building with a brownish gigantic wooden door. The building was constructed according to strict geometric principles in the form of concentric cubes. Two towers rose from the lowest level up to the … Continue reading

Morning in Cairo

Morning in Cairo


* * Outside, the clouds were rapidly sailing in the vast ocean of azure sky, while cool breeze blew from the north as if reminding people, animals, and plants of the arrival of a new season. Soon after dressing up, both Nasheva and the Princess had breakfast. They then went into the chariot that had … Continue reading

Magic Spell

Magic Spell


* * “I pray you tell us what love is, Syaikha.” Nasheva gave the man a compassionate smile and replied, Love is what drains you even if you become an ocean. It is what soaks you even if you become a desert. * Drink love; it is a magic spell. With love, you’ll walk on … Continue reading

The Prophet’s Love

The Prophet’s Love


* * Nasheva learned from Syaikh Musthafa that two days after the burial of the Prophet, Abu Bakar went to the market. When he saw an old and blind beggar was sitting, repeatedly saying, ‘Do not believe in Muhammad. He’s a liar!’ Abu Bakar knew he had found what he was looking for.  Of course Abu Bakar … Continue reading

A Poet to Sing Your Heart

A Poet to Sing Your Heart


  * * * “Ah, wisdom! That’s Zanaida’s biggest problem. We don’t have wisdom,” said Lord Franusla in lamentation. “And we don’t have wisdom because…” Lord Franusla was a bit hesitant at first, but then he continued, “… because… Uh, I’m not saying this because we envy the Greeks, but we don’t have wisdom because … Continue reading

Life Without Art

Life Without Art


    Lord Brinasla felt in the beginning it was difficult for his ego to listen to someone much younger and yet much wiser. But after hearing what Kasheva had just said, he felt the truth had come to his eyes as bright as the sun. Surreptitiously he glanced at Lady Vanisla who, again, was … Continue reading