How could he ever forget the look of his wretched wife; her eyes were filled with tears along with signs of disgruntlement and dolour that becloud her blanched and innocent face. Today, he is penniless, shattered and obsequious. Since that day, he never forgoes his weapon - the last thing his father had bequeathed him. Despite the fact that he has never truly fired a gun, it would not be nocuous to be armed with one in this human forest for it might safeguard him from muggers.    Setting foot into the big bridal hall, he sees the place imbued with lights. As effulgent as diamonds, women are prancing in their soiree dresses; tables are laid, seats aligned and buffet replete with food along the corridor leading to the bridal hall. As if getting an eyeful of heaven on earth, his eyes fail to keep sight of all this luxury, and his mind cannot fathom out all this felicity and blessedness. Before having a seat on a table gathering both boyhood mates and colleagues, he fumbles in his pocket to be certain his endeared weapon lies within.      Catching glimpses of all the attending facades, his eyes are seized by some recognizable glares. Since he embarked on working with his old friend - the father of this extravagantly luxurious wedding bride- they made him throw in with them, and he became one of them. Nonetheless, he is an extrinsic withal and does not even belong to them. His job is merely confined to penning his name on paper without clue of their essence; rather, disinclined to even ken.    He only signs paper for higher income; heads bow for his eminent post in the small town, gateways unfold, and his daughter receives treatment in the finest hospital by the most skilful doctors. However, he merely signs paper; he runs his hand over his pocket to make sure his treasured weapon lies within. Images flickering before his sight; each day slipping away from his daughter used to give him hope anent her forthcoming recovery.    Although he kept signing paper, he was informed yesterday of the certain news: her state is past hope and her days are counted. Praying for a peacefully undisturbed and devoid of throes demise is what he can solely do. He forsook his daughter in acceptance of his old friend's wedding invitation. Stepping back in time, he pictures both of them sharing a filthy black loaf of bread midst their juvenility and pauperism.    Currently, his significant post grants him everything, in addition to the man who failed to eschew his dominant grip. Beholding the bride, he wonders how picturesque she is with her breathtaking mien; her eyes are blithely shining and her body merrily swaying to the melody. Nevertheless, his daughter is lying down there fighting death; he gropes in his pocket for his most cherished weapon to ascertain it is within reach. Abruptly setting his sights on drawing out his weapon, he glances or rather gazes at their mephitic faces, makes haste, departs and advances to the hallway. There, he rechecks his pocket to pull out his endeared weapon. Engirdling the lying corpse, hotel staff and some of the invitees hasten to grab the man to where the ambulance is. They sense no urge for apprising the bridal's family of the heart-rending incident. The clattering percussion of drums and tabors together with the singers' chanting are louder than the crack of the bullet, which ultimately settles in the woebegone head. Notwithstanding, the ostentatiously luxurious matrimony is undisturbed and colleagues' bellies are sated with exquisitely sumptuous food.     The bride's father is still welcoming people and greeting invitees, and his wife is nigh scattering money high and low. Everything betided as limned and destined to be; the extraneous man – with his cherished weapon – was the only one to evanesce.     Be that as it may, no one felt his absence but that one colleague who lights a “cigarette”, releases its smoke and composedly utters "thank God" that conservative hanbali together with his hypocritical nobility and virtue have all gone. The party would assuredly be more appealing sans him.

from Antonio’s flesh dropped, Shylock will have to lose half his fortune and to renounce his religion to Catholicism. This famous Shakespearean comedy expressed how Europeans including writers used to treat the Jews, all until the Hitler’s Holocaust took place in WWII. Ages have passed till the Jews were finally able to unite on the Palestinian lands and Zionists took control of the world’s economy through incursing in the politics of America and Europe. They started controlling banks, stock exchanges and satellites that the greatest Zionist families own. This is how Shylock became able to chop the flesh of the innocent and spill their bloods everywhere declaring his triumph before all the national and international organisations. Not only did these organisations put laws prohibiting the denial of the Holocaust as if it was divine, but they also vowed punishment to anyone who dares think of insulting any Shylock at all costs. However, Europe is now paying for the Shakespearean play in which he outstandingly portrayed the Jewish personality in terms of psych and behaviourism. When a famous French newspaper published a comic of our prophet Muhammed over four years ago, terrorists -who are a nascent of the Zionist, American and European intelligences- suddenly remembered that Islam is Danger. As a result, they committed terrorist acts in Paris and once again, the whole situation turned into a victimisation of the Jews. Images have been published of the Israeli head minister and his Jewish friends wearing a Kippah while announcing that this is a war against peace and that Islam and Islamists are the true enemies of humanity, especially the “peaceful” jews.

like a stray dog in the way it acts and its morals with its partners ever since humanity has come into being. In this human wilderness that disintegrated since the 25th of January revolution, the immorality and worst conflicts have come to light in our Egyptian Society. It has reached the extent where there are distortion, chaos, bloodshed, inhumanity and lawlessness in all fields. Sons ride roughshod over their parents, humiliate their elders, use profanity and defy authority. In addition, they picture themselves above everybody and think that their power lies in their physical strength, health and long life which will all come to an end. Despite of this, the mass media, politicians and writers insist on typifying the Egyptian society into “youth” and “elders”. They stand firm on the idea that change lies within the hands of the “youth” and that all our accomplishments, works and conferences are nothing but endowments for the sake of the cute little darlings whose age and demographic forces are to be reckoned with. Accordingly, we are considered as servants for the youth and their future, and whoever kicks off the routine will be treated as an outdated retard. As to the media professionals and intellectuals, they publicly tongue lash and scorch as millions are watching them; they serve poisoned meals of useless criticism that rather destructs than construct. It is the kind of criticism that casts doubt on everything, anything and everyone. The main target of the media person now is to lure more audience to the trap of watching his or her channel using rumours and untrusted information. Hence, he or she receive more attention from advertisers and gain more profit. Thereafter, it becomes more of a business where they impose their power and authority where no rules or laws apply to them. Regarding the judges, they are in charge of rule of justice, governance, mercy and protecting humanity, legality and subjectivity that guard the life and universe from moral collapse. However, these judges refuse to be a part of the national cohesion and insist on taking the opposite ways in all matters that require their specialty. They act as if they are humans of a higher species than the rest of the Egyptian nation and are blue blooded; they do not tie up the knot on laws that should be applied nor on procedures that should be followed. This gives corruption, terrorism and grudge the opportunity to reign over. They refuse to abide by the laws of minimum and maximum wages and salaries and refrain from being treated as Egyptians as they demand immunity. Moreover, they demur their own constitution that equates between the individuals of the nation in terms of rights and duties. For these reasons, judges refuse the presence of women inside the prosecution field or boarding the bench so that they can break the law and violate the constitution. We have truly lost our minds and sanities that are required to guide this nation. In the matter of those who work in the political and economic fields -which are two sides of one coin that is called “authority and capitalism”- there is no politician that does not have economic support, and no economist that does not have a political backer. Thus, it is like a boxing ring that is available to all and sundry where any two rivals and opponents can fight in. It is but a lair for common interests, and whoever tries to break in will be bitten, scarred and could possibly meet their inevitable fate whether physically or mentally. Therefore, we are not any different from flies and insects that gather around leftovers. As the more you lick shoes and become more of a hypocrite yes-person, the more approbation you receive. There is no poor possibility on mounting this crisis but with decent education, high culture and behavioural change. This can only be achieved through offering development to villages and slums and not just constructing. There need to be human development sans the art of begging and demanding charity through what is described as “small projects”. The term “human development” means more of a standard village with potable water, sterilised clinics as well as a proper governmental school. It does not mean building associations of Muslim Brotherhoods or Salafists. It also means the availability of electric power, humane environments and factories. The term refers to the presence of a climate that helps girls to learn the arts of household and of field, dessert or coastal works after they have received proper education. It should provide open palaces with cinemas, small theatre, and activities such as singing hymns, painting and drawing. There should be youth centers with open playgrounds for different sports and all that can help them with becoming fit. Development does not mean scattered projects everywhere, but should rather mean a quick and assertive plan that collects money and charity to put them in the right place where it can aid with enhancing the national interest. Trustful authorities are supposed to be in account of these kinds of projects. This five year plan should work as a regard to the Egyptian villages as well as foster them for the greater good and in order to build a well Egyptian mentality that cannot be deceived by men who don the cloak of religion nor those who adopt a radical creed. The mentality should be wise enough to distinguish those men who pretend to be liberal and democratic while in fact are working on destroying the youth and starting conflicts, divisions and causing disloyalty towards the country.  It should also be intelligent enough not to fall a prey for addiction, joblessness and immorality.