[Novel] The Road to Shamawes ⑦
[11] On the way back home Khodeir drives slowly along Cairo’s busy streets with elevated bumps, repeating his familiar sentence: “Cairo his become just a big bump with a million children who play with our cars. As he drives fast along the Nile, Donia asks herself: “What attracts me to Emad? I didn’t have time […]
[Novel] The Road to Shamawes ⑥
[9] Donia bought some pancakes from the cafeteria opposite the College of Fine Arts and ate them on her way to the art hall before going to the Hanager gallery in Gezeira, then goes back home for an early dinner or late lunch with her father. A slim girl, looking like a porcelain doll with […]
[Novel] The Road to Shamawes ⑤
[7] Near Shamawes, and on the road to Tura, small groups of gypsies live in canvas and tin slums. Nothing shows they are alive except the lean animals grazing near them, some dogs which bark at night and a few she-goats’ bleatings. You see them in the village of Shamawes collecting garbage. They may be […]
[Novel] The Road to Shamawes ④
[5] A whole day may pass without seeing her. He gets up early in the morning, according to his thirty – year biological clock. He waits to her in the horizon cross the green path on her way back from the village of Shamawes. She cuts her heart, as a knife cuts a ripe fruit, […]
[Novel] The Road to Shamawes ③
[3] Crossing the doorstep of the Orchard villa on my way out, I looked for the driver who was waiting on the paved road. As he saw me he threw the cigarette but conspicuously perhaps to show me that he did that for my sake. As soon as we sat in the car he began […]
[Novel] The Road to Shamawes ②
[1] The air streams through the car window. I sat in the back seat. I was confused, not knowing where to look. The Nile is on the right with a long corniche as old as time; Cairo’s buildings on the left, with varying spaces in between as well as heights. There is a boat on […]
[Novel] The Road to Shamawes ①
*Editor’s note: We start to carry “The road to Shamawes,” a novel written by Egyptian novelist Ashraf Aboul-Yazid, in series. The novel was originally written in Arabic, and translated into Korean and English. The novelist, now working as a journalist in Kuwait, also serves as the editor of the Arabic version of The AsiaN. Shamawes is not a real place; […]
The Year of Poetry
By Ashraf Aboul-Yazid President, Asia Journalists Association CAIRO: I can only call it the Year of Poetry, as it celebrated me just as I did for the poem, over the full four seasons. In Egypt, the poetry procession began with the sixth edition of the Eurasian Literary Festival (LIFFT 2023) January 29 – February 1, 2023. […]
Farming Words
As a young boy, I used to visit my grandfather’s village. There, my stay was a mixture of enjoying nature and tracing folk stories. I still remember the magical green carpet of fields, where everything flying over was white; the flocks of cotton travelling the pages of the blue sky’s book, the birds of cattle […]
No. 52 – 23 January 2013
Dear friend The AsiaN is in the midst of researching and discussing major topics to be dealt with during this year. For example, we are seeking how to address and propose solutions to issues such as women’s and children’s rights, labor and management conflict, etc. We are also pondering ways to promote the better understanding […]