I have lived through war, racism, migration, love, and loss. I have built myself up and torn myself down. So maybe, in the end, there is something worth writing about.
Journal
I Am Sick Hope and Despair The Worst Loss A hole within Things You Don’t Want to Hear After a Breakup—But You ShouldTech
CRUD Operations with REST APIs Git survival guide: Fixing your worst mistakes ER Diagrams (Database Engineering) Java notesArabic poems (with English translation)
The emergence of the Arabic language is shrouded in mystery. French orientalist Ernest Renan said it was “unknown at first, but suddenly appeared so perfectly that it has not undergone the slightest modification to this day, as it has neither a childhood nor old age”. I like sometimes to read Arabic poetyr because of its deep and touching way of expressing different emotions.
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