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Wreckage afloat ..

Batteling 

an inevitable fall

With a tenuous grip

Hanging to a

vanishing hope

Oh distant birds

coming or

departing away…

Is it a sunrise treat

or a sunset ailing and

doped

Mayday , mayday..

ashes in thin air …

A battered soul holding to

wreckage

officially … still

afloat ..

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Nubian Motifs

I wish I could have done some justice to the beauty of Nubia. Despite of my absorption with it, I have not in reality seen it…or at least the true one…what I visited last year was just a Nubian village in Aswan..you can call it Nubian Tourist settlement… meant for people like me with white shirts and shorts to see ,take pictures and buy cheap Galabiah (which I did..as I was supposed to do)… I have managed to feel through the fake…I didn`t miss the true Nubian soul, the architecture and the interiors… I am now fantasizing about the real thing ..the true Nubia…further past the catracts in Northen Sudan…who will take me inside a house of a Nubian who have never seen a toursit in his life…what would that feel like… I am dreaming of walls built by hand, mixing golden soil with sweat…then someone grabs a brush and paints his ancestors souls right there…. Pride and history on walls for us to see…. I now understand how the displaced Nubians feel… How can we repay them … if ever possible….

My last Pictures of Nubian Motifs concludes my journey through the Beautiful Nubia….

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You can read further about Nubia in this excellent article…

http://www.saudiaramcoworld.com/issue/200604/the.decorated.houses.of.nubia.htm

تمساح نيلي…

Nile crocodile

Nile crocodile

Golden desert sliced by the blue Nile…

Nothing beats the sharp line between the golden desert , the blue sky and the blue Nile…. so clear..sure.. and confident… thousands of years of coexistence.

Beautiful wreckage…

Even wreckage looks beautiful on the Nile…

Watch-guard of the Nile …

Freelance Tourist Guide

We were in a Falouka in the middle of the Nile at Aswan…and this boy just showed up…floating on his makeshift board against our mighty Falouka… what is he doing?…. a tourist guide offering his services in different languages….

Cruising through gold…

Cruising through gold...

Shall we dance…

Shall we dance...