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This post is a general overview of architecture in Lebanon as I’ll be going more in-depth as we go along, but I thought it would be an easy start with this one.
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As the stillness and splendor of the sea glints, I casually walk down the open skies facing it. The warm morning sun, wind bearing taste of waves, calming sapphire waters, creases upon the shore, bringing mild currents, crashing onto the rocks, carrying with it the crisp salty Mediterranean sea breeze that hum a tune that is forever Ras Beirut.
Good morning everyone,
I am sorry I haven’t posted this week, somehow the garbage crisis got to me and I lost my spirits and couldn’t write anymore. As I stared into my computer day in and day out, I realised that they “the government” have finally managed to rob me of everything. I’ve lost my positivity, somehow it got dissipated among the shouts of the people on the streets and the awful realisation that nothing much is going to be done. Somehow I realised that maybe we are not ready to give it all just yet. Maybe on a national scale we will never be ready. Yet I woke up this morning refusing to give up. Despite the horrendous garbage crisis, Lebanon is still beautiful, its people, its villages, its expression, its food, with that realisation came another one: I am not ready to give up the fight just yet and no they haven’t robbed me of my positivity, on the contrary they have armed me with a will to fight on. There is something about Lebanon, its spirit that lingers above its mountains and on the surface of its sea that attracts me and for that I will carry on.
I will go back to writing tomorrow and I am sorry I had stopped and let them get the better of me. I’ve had 130 days to show that this country is worth the fight and I have the next 235 days to do exactly that. To my Lebanon, I carry on…
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It is hard to wait for something you know might never happen, but it’s even harder to sit there and do nothing about it. The fight for justice against corruption is never an easy one. In a country where one feels that their life is similar to a pawn on a chessboard, and action might not lead to much, most Lebanese have resigned to the fate of the majority, which is to live in corruption. Yet as Karl Klaus stated “corruption is worse then prostitution. The latter might endanger the morals of an individual; the former invariably endangers the morals of the entire country.”
post 128/365
“Nshallah”, lebanese for ʾin shāʾa llāh, meaning God willing, or if Allah wills, although claimed to be an essentially Islamic expression, is more accurately understood as a Middle Eastern, and especially Levantine, expression. Its enthusiastic utterers include Lebanese of all religious backgrounds. It’s equivalent to saying hopefully.
Dear Friends,
I am celebrating today an important milestone for my blog. I just logged on this morning to find out I have reached my target of 20,000 visitors and 36,000 views way ahead of schedule. So I’d like to thank you for taking the time to read my posts. it brings me immense pleasure to share my love of my country with you all…
In hope of a brighter future for this country that we love!
post 127/365
Great teachers have two things in common, an exceptional level of devotion to their students, and the drive to inspire each one to learn and succeed.
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The drive up from the cost to the captivating weaving lush green mountains leads to the heart of Deir El Qamar. Deir El Qamar’s, translates to Monastery of the Moon, not only preserves its grand feudal architecture, but its old stepped streets, walled gardens and picturesque corners as well.
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Al-Shamas Abdullah Zakher founded the first Arabic printing press in Lebanon in 1734. The press is located in Deir Mar Youhana in Khinshara, which dates back to the 12th century. The printing press operated from 1734 till 1899. It was the first Arabic script printing press in Lebanon, but it was the second printing press in general since in 1610 the first Syriac script printing press was established in Deir Mar Antonious in Quzhayya near the valley of the saints in the North of Lebanon (https://365daysoflebanon.com/2016/02/03/the-first-printing-press/).
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As winter nights get colder, a white coffee-less latte that smells like a fragrant dessert full of aromas and texture gets prepared in Lebanese homes. It’s a gorgeous drink that is sweet, warm, spicy, creamy, crunchy, chewy and fragrant all at once.
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