Posts by: Mohamed ElGohary

An Egyptian veteran blogger.Global VoicesLingua manager.

Where Is My Boy…

I have, or had, a friend, whom I knew for several years.

I’m so picky in choosing friends, ever since I began choosing them. I usually, almost always, realized wrong choices after a very short time of beginning the friendship, except that particular one. When someone comes close to me, I not only give them support, I give them part of my soul. Whenever I see them better, or see them succeed, or see them recover from a mischief, I see part of my soul in them. I don’t usually have good relations with far family members. Instead, I tend to choose those I like to be close to.

That friend, whom I knew for several years, had all my support throughout our friendship, hoping they will be an important person in some part of their life. Part of this importance, is to succeed to holding their integrity intact, to believe in justice, to observe before following one of the cattles scattered right now in this volatile time. To not defend people with blood on their hands under any justification. But that dream just died immaturely, leaving a big hole in me. That hole is increasing with the struggle to keep or lose this friendship which had big hopes. It is like a beholden boy gone rouge against everything you believed in, everything that you fought for. When that moment comes, when I should end this friendship, and the moment is near, it will be like betraying your own boy after nurturing him for so long. I never felt that intense internal struggle before, and I don’t want anyone to feel it.

Where is my boy..

Pursue your passion at The Workshops

If you have a passion for arts, and you are looking for a place to nurture this passion, then The Workshops in Maadi is perhaps the best place to go. Learning in an interactive and amusing environment is what The Workshops offers. Indeed, the management of The Workshops believes that education has to be fun, and that for education to be productive and enjoyable, instructors must actively engage students in a two-way, dynamic educational process.
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Revolution vs Coup – Mubarak vs Morsi

I’ve been seeing this argument, if it is a military coup or not, in the western media after ousting Morsi. I’m really, REALLY, pissed off at the western media coverage, which gives no tiny credit to the power of the people. Turning the whole process from a democratic process to a ballotocracy process (from ballots). The western media think that democracy is a rigid contract between the elected person and the people through the ballots boxes, a contract that can not be retracted by the people when they realize how the country is going to a catastrophe.
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Call for applications Yalla Yalla Intiaitive Berlin Viadrina School of Governance

Call for applications Yalla Yalla Intiaitive Berlin Viadrina School of Governance -- Politics and Culture on the Development of Potential of Young Politicians in Egypt and Germany

The Governance Center Middle East and North Africa at the Viadrina University in Berlin is organising a joint Egyptian- German workshop on political communication

The workshop will be translated simultaneously in German and Arabic. English knowledge is therefore not necessary but would be preferred.
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Things have changed

mqdefaultWriting from my office, obsessively listening to a Bob Dylan song.

A worried man with a worried mind
No one in front of me and nothing behind
There’s a woman on my lap and she’s drinking champagne
Got white skin, got assassin’s eyes
I’m looking up into the sapphire tinted skies
I’m well dressed, waiting on the last train

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Open Letter to President Mohamed Morsi from Maryam Al-Khawaja

Johannesburg, August 27, 2012

Dear Mr. President:

I write you in my capacity of The Bahrain Center for Human Rights (BCHR) Acting President, to express my deep disappointment and to protest the unlawful and hostile treatment I was subjected to at Cairo’s International Airport on Sunday, August 16, 2012 by the Egyptian security forces.

I had a 7-hour layover in Cairo and was going to enter the country to see Egyptian friends before boarding my connecting flight to South Africa scheduled on the same day. I was granted an entry approval at the airport. Shortly thereafter, I was called back and asked to wait. Then, my passport and travel documents were taken by the police. I was informed afterwards that I will not be allowed into the country due to “top secret reasons.”

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And when I try to get through, on the telephone to you, there’ll be nobody home.

Friends tell me why don’t I blog that much, especially when they listen to some of my stories or things I might call adventures. I don’t really know why sometimes I feel like I’m just a bubble. A bubble with a very long lifetime, waiting for some random moment to burst to get out all the memories, to talk. That near-bursting moment comes a lot, but, veeery veeery rarely that it bursts. When it does, either I’m with the wrong person or with just no person at all.

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