Lubna Abdel-Aziz's Articles

“Do ye hear the children weeping, O my brothers?”

Not a shred of humanity can be perceived throughout the alien land called Israel. A land coveted by fraudulent colonialists keeps accusing others of their own violence and murder.

It is not hard to conceive that the prime minister of Israel is a serial liar. He is masterfully adept at fooling some of the people, some of the time.

The big secret, well hidden for centuries, is beginning to leak out bit by bit.

Nothing is quite as beautiful as springtime at its peak.

The suspense builds up as the world awaits the new pope. Cardinals from 90 countries cast their votes in the same manner, relatively unchanged for nearly 800 years.

Something exciting is in the air. Hope is rekindled by nature’s rebirth, filling us with vitality and optimism.

Breaking bread is a powerful act of connection and shared moments, transcending barriers and bridging gaps. As we break bread we promote friendship, trust, and a sense of belonging.

It must be true. There is a touch of madness in the month of March.

While the origin of fasting is unknown, it is as natural as eating, sleeping, laughing, and crying. It has been known to man and beast since the beginning of time.

A message of love and friendship, of giving and forgiving, rings throughout the Muslim world. This is the holy month of Ramadan, the ninth month of the Islamic calendar, traditionally observed as the time for fasting from dawn to dusk.

The air is thick with sadness and sorrow as the fires continue to rage with fury. The same air is thick with enthusiasm and excitement among the citizens of Tinsel Town.

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