#nasser

I found such a beautiful edit in tiktok's feed. I don't know the translation of the song, but the footage of Saddam is truly beautiful!

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​dance the pain away

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Chaos A.D by Nasser ❤️‍🔥

Of course, Nasser and the Arabs use language differently than we do. They get very emotionally involved and tied up in their own rhetoric. The more fancies they spin out the more they believe them. It is  a kind of unreality which in itself becomes reality. Although we are by now familiar with their bombast, this is different. Nasser's bombast is backed up, we hear, by six infantry and armored divisions and nine hundred tanks - and the latest Russian equipment. As never before, the Arabs seem united against Israel. Russia must be behind all of this. Nasser would not dare otherwise.

It does seem to me - and the feeling is universal here - that Israel has no alternative but to fight. Where in the history of the world has a nation reacted passively to a blockade of a major port?"

'96 is 2018 tamil film starring vijay sethupathi and trisha in the lead roles. It was a story of 2 childhood lovers who had to separate due to the circumstances they had in their lifes and some hard decisions they made. After years they see each other in their school reunion. The awkwardness between them and how it love stills lives inside them without any lust is the one liner for 96.

In this film there is a song which never made to the final cut called anthathi(end of the beginning)in the last 1 and half minutes there is a poem voiced by Nasser which made me feel like it was written for everyone who is still searching,sad,angry and bad mouthing love(actually the poem is universal i felt like these guys need it the most). I hope everyone likes it.(for english translation,it's below)

Thedavenam

Munarivinpindri varum athan

varugaiyai idhayam urakka sollum

Kadhal

Kadhal oru naal ungaleyum vanthadaiyum

Athai alli anaiththu kollungal

Anbaga parththu kollungal

Kadhal thangum

Kadhal thayangum

Kadhal sirikkum

Kadhal inikkum

Kadhal kavithaigal varaiyum

Kadhal kalangum

Kadhal kuzhambum

Kadhal...oralavukku puriyum

Kadhal vilagum

Kadhal piriyum

Kadavugali moodamal vazhi anuppungal

Kaaththirungal

Oru velai kadhal thirumbinal

Thuraththil thayangi nindral

Arugil sellungal

Anbudan pesungal

Podhum

Kadhl ungal vasam

Ullam kadhal vasam

Matrangal vinaa...

Matrangale vidai...

Kadhal

Translation

No need for search

Love will arrive without making any announcement

Embrace it

Take good care of it

Love will stay

Love will hesitate a bit

Love will laugh

Love is sweet

Love will make one write poems

Love might make you go in circles

Love might bring you confusion

Love can be decipherable only to some extent

Love can withdraw

Love can seperate

Give send off love without closing the doors

Love can return back someday

If love hesitates to reach out

Approach it

Make a sweet talk

That's enough

Love is in your fold

Love is inside your heart

Changes is a question

Changes itself is the answer

Love

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Thnk you so much for reading this if you think there might be a mistake in the translation please do tell me and once again

The all-encompassing Egyptian state is architecturally symbolized by huge buildings all across the vastness of Cairo. Many of these date from the earliest years of the post-monarchical, post-colonial Republic—the optimistic era of Gamal Nasser’s socialism, which promised to propel Egypt into the modern era of the mid-20th century, and carry the rest of the Arab world with it. Here is one of those primary symbols, both of yesterday’s optimism and today’s tyranny: the State Radio and Television Headquarters, built in 1959-60 to the highest standards of international production and broadcasting. Informally known as the Maspero (the name of a nearby street that honored a French archaeologist), it rose as a skyscraping symbol of Arab modernity and unity—Cairo had long been the media, publishing, literary and theatrical capital of the Arab world, and the Maspero, its proud tower’s reflection glistening in the waters of the Nile, promised to refresh this status in a new technological age. What was decades ago a symbol of the Arab world’s embrace of progress has over time come to embody the intentional abandonment of those hopes. What had momentarily been a socialist pan-Arab miracle is today a shabby and suffocating state bureaucracy, functioning only to disseminate propaganda. In its immense dimensions, especially of its horseshoe-shaped lower portion as much as its encrusted tower block, it physically manifests the bland, decrepit brutality conjured by the term Kafkaesque.