Monday, July 26, 2010

The resume of work after holidays!

After two weeks of vacation I resumed work this morning, and I needn't to tell you how boring is the first day at work after days of holidays. Concerning sleep, I didn't find any problems with it this morning since I used to wake up during holiday days at the same time as I used to when at work; but what I used not to be familiar with is to make any mental efforts or be punctual for any appointment, and this is all what I’ve to do as I’m back to work. I may have made some physical efforts, but I always tried to keep away from any stress and anything that could cause some of it because I know that situation won't last for long and I'll be back to the hustle and bustle of the city and strain of work.

I passed my holidays with my parents in a calm and small town that was lying in a deep sleep near a lake, and nothing was disturbing that calm except some rush July storms that passed quickly, before they left for the permanent quietness, may be just to remind people of their existence. With the hot weather there, I passed hours in the lake swimming as if I wanted to wash something from over my shoulders and I actually managed to get rid of some of the pressure and with it some of my shoulders' skin. I also took the advantage of these days off and visited some members of family and some old friends. Two weeks has passed as if two days but holidays really make the difference!

Tuesday, May 4, 2010

Moroccan Thinker and Philosopher, Abed Gabri has died

The great Moroccan Thinker and Philosopher Mouhamed Abed El-Jabri has died yesterday, in Casablanca, Morocco, in age of 75 years old after a long trip full of creativity and hard work, especially in the study and criticism of the Arab mind, announced the Moroccan news agency, MAP.

Mohamed Abed al-Jabri was born in “Figuig”, east of Morocco in 1935 where he took his primary studies and then left to Casablanca, where he obtained a Graduate Diploma in Philosophy in 1967 and Ph.D. in philosophy in 1970 from the Faculty of Arts and Humanities, Mohammed V University in Rabat, where he worked as professor of philosophy and Arab Islamic thought.

Prior to that, he traveled in 1958 after the independence of Morocco to Damascus to get a BA in philosophy, but he did not finish his studies there and returned to belong to the young Moroccan university where he completed his academic trip.

He was active in cells of the National Action against French colonization of Morocco in the early fifties of last century, as he was a noticeable leadership in the Socialist Union of Popular Forces party to which he, for long time, served membership of its political bureau before retiring from politics, and devoted his full-time to his Academic and intellectual Affairs, according to the same source MAP.

Gabri left several books in which he addressed the criticism of the Arab mind and cultural heritage issues, democracy, state and national identity.

Among his many works: Our Cultural Heritage and Us: Contemporary Reading of our Philosophical Heritage (1980), Tribalism and the State: Features of Ibn Khaldoun’s Theory in Islamic History (1971). He also wrote Introduction into the Philosophy of Sciences (1982), Introduction to the Koran in three parts, Gaining Insight into the Problems of School Education (1973), Towards a Progressive Understanding of Some Cultural and Educational Problems (1977), The Contemporary Arab Discourse (1982), Problems of Contemporary Arab Thought (1986), Unity of Morocco (1987), Cultural Heritage and Modernity (1991), Towards Rebuilding Contemporary Arab Thought ( 1992), The Question of Culture in the Arab World (1994), , Democracy and Human Rights (1994), The Intellectuals of Arab Civilization (1995 ), The Question of Identity: Arabism and Islam and the Maghreb (1995), Religion, State and Applying Islamic Law (Shariaa law) (1996), and The Arab Project of an Enlightenment: A Critical Review (1996) and many other essays and contributions to press.

However, the main of his works is Criticism of the Arab Mind, which was issued in three parts: The Genesis of Arab Thought, and The Structure of the Arab Mind, as well as The Arab Political Mind.

Morocco, and the whole Arab world have lost, a beacon of light in the cultural studies, God bless his soul and fold him with his mercy. Amen!

Monday, February 15, 2010

The margin of trust in society has minimized

Aristotle said once that “Man is a social animal”. Means that man could not live alone and he must get in relation with the members of the society around him. Man needs companionship, friendship, love…etc. But nowadays the margin of trust in society has minimized. Does the world became crueler and everyone takes much care to his own interests and has tendency to care more about his own welfare as an individual, or man has always been like this?

Human relations have broken and idealistic qualities such as true friendship, true love…etc, become questionable. Does the fastness mode of life is a cause of this break down or there are more reasons for this problem that could not be denied? Man concerns more about what is beneficial for him as individual and does not interest much for the other including the community in which he lives –society.

Day after day, I wonder do really true qualities, in which I believe, still exist somewhere, or my na├»ve view to this cruel world really caused this distorted image of society. Do all these questions, to which I can’t find convincing answers, are legitimate or just posed by the bad experience I may have come across? But, I think, I am not the only to ask these questions.

Thursday, January 14, 2010

You are a happy butterfly

You swim in the wind of sentiments,
You are a happy butterfly.
The truth I say,
Of course, you no longer need sweets.
A child you aren’t,
Angel it isn’t?

A sweet and beautiful flower like you,
Everyday to be watered,
Not to let shriveled.
Affection and love to be poured on you,
Much care and heed.

Your honesty and sincerity I always liked.
No hypocrisy or deceit,
No evil mate!
I wish you better life and a best follow.
Someone who could know,
Your grief to mow!

I haven’t tried to eulogize,
If don’t like, I apologize.
This I realize.
With few words I just want to praise,
And let my honey in a daze,
Her, I want to amaze!