Some of them call it (the service of knowledge), and some of them call it (the compulsory service), but the truest name for it is the name given to it by the public: (compulsory). Compulsory, no matter how much they cover it with national cellophane, will remain one of the heaviest experiences that a person goes through. He will live a long time and die, and the heavy feeling that there is a gun on his shoulder will never disappear.
Poor awareness:
Poor People of Consciousness, a book that includes stories mixed with the bitterness of reality and the texture of imagination, where I narrated the events of the stories so that I could raise the problems faced by some groups of people and according to the experiences of souls who suffered from the injustice of suffering. Stories that captivate the reader and make him think about their details, live their events, and compare them with his mistakes if he finds a similarity in them, so that he can think and make a decision... whether to continue or to rise to the highest levels of awareness and be enriched by them.
The stories are not true, but the extent of the suffering is real and based on the reality of hearts that suffered from the bitterness of ignorance and the control of negativity, hearts that did not learn until they suffered and lost a lot, hearts that paid an abominable price for their ignorance of the secrets of life.
Stories that make the reader think
Stories that make the reader learn and educate
Stories for lessons and benefits
Stories that positively change the way minds think
Stories are not just for entertainment
Stories that elevate you to be among the list of rich intellectuals
Sometimes I wonder, why don't we learn until we hurt? Why cannot we learn from the mistakes of others and reach the stage of awareness? It is true that experiences increase our experience in life, but why do we not make awareness reach maturity by learning from the mistakes of others and striving towards positive change in our lives?
The goal I seek in telling these stories is not just a narration of events, but rather to convey the ideas and lesson from each story to the honorable reader, as life is about lessons that we learn from the experiences we go through, and in the end the lesson is not to repeat mistakes and enhance awareness of the positives.
My prayer is that everyone will benefit from reading the stories I mentioned. A person may see himself in a similar situation and may think I mentioned it, but that is not the point of publishing the book.
On Animal Farm, the horse Boxer believes everything he is told, and works hard day and night. This pure naivety paves the way for evil people to rule our world. Naivety is not infallible. Gullibility must be accompanied by intelligence, knowledge, caution and foresight. This is wisdom. To be wise, you must know evil and see it clearly, and you must also be naive enough to believe in your ability to resist it. Through his collection of stories, Uday Al-Zoubi seeks to raise a question about the limits of wisdom, and its relationship with naivety. Foolish, unwise naivety, and evil, unnaive wisdom, almost dominate our world, spreading confusion and darkness and making the world a dangerous, ambiguous mixture of things, ideas, and stories.
Trees that stand for birds:
A collection of stories by Emirati writer Obaid Ibrahim Bu Melha. The stories revolve between surreal and absurd sarcasm, human conflict, and the mixing of concepts and ideas with chaos, to discuss the concept of literature and writing, the meaning of life, and the struggle between good and evil in the human soul.
The scent of narcissus
It is a collection of stories that carry within it the harvest of the years. I derived its ideas from my daily observations, experiences, and coexistence with my students and colleagues, but it is not related to a specific character, as I formulated it to be a general situation that sometimes overlaps with more than one experience and more than one character, as the reader will live with the woman who sacrifices... She gave her life for the sake of others in “The Handkerchief”, the oppressed girl in “Abeer”, the arrogant girl “Shatha Al-Narjis”, the struggling teacher “Professor Marzouk”, the unfaithful friend “In the Wind”, and honoring parents “The Moment of Birth” and the downtrodden employee “Skyscrapers”. There is a view into the past through the story “Bars of Silence.”
I wrote this collection during my participation in the Aqdar Writing Program, which was organized by the Ministry of Education two years ago. The Ministry of Education printed limited copies without signing a contract or monopoly on copyright, simply to publish examples of the program’s work during that period, and then we were left with the option of publishing it, as it received remarkable demand and was chosen. One of the secondary schools in Sharjah considered it the best publication last year, and given the insistence of my colleagues and students to obtain copies of it, especially the keenness of a large number of female students to search for it in the exhibition, and the disappointment that it was not published, prompted me to take this step and come to your home, which has become an edifice of the word and a door of culture. To publish my collection, I ask the Almighty God for success.
Rabbits emerge from jacket sleeves, a car fixes a shed instead of a pole, and medical cotton speaks and makes sounds; These are some of the daily observations mixed with audio-visual hallucinations, narrated by a young drug addict, through a group of separate, connected short stories that describe the image of a world in which wakefulness and sleep are mixed, and reality and imagination.
In these stories, everything moves slowly, and the world is seen through a blur; As for death, it seems like a joke, even the feelings become numb; So that one laughs when one should cry.
Without lacking a sense of humor and bitter banter, Dennis Johnson presents in this collection an honest testimony about the lives of young addicts in the United States of America, and despite all the laughter and smiles generated by the book’s funny characters with their jokes and behavior, perhaps the reader will wonder at the end: Why does he feel this way? All sadness? It is a book written in the mouth of addicts, not about them, and describes their alienation and their connection with the world that is gradually fading.
About the book:
This book is entitled (Clear Cracks):
It is a collection of short stories inspired by real family life
In the United Arab Emirates, in addition to it includes some messages
Guidance, and guiding stances taken from the events of his realistic stories,
And its different personalities, and its various circumstances, some of which came as a message
On the lips of the heroes of these stories, and some of them came as pauses for reflection
Through the writer’s experience and work in family counseling, expressing her opinion in presenting
Advice and guidance for the reader everywhere.
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