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My impression is that photos of people (women) with face tattoos will disappear in a few years.
Should we be sad for that?
(Genesis, 12, 1)
"At the end of 2012 the United Nations Refugee Agency (UNHCR) reported that there were 15.4 million refugees worldwide" (wikipedia)
Can we, that sit safely in front of our computers, at our warm houses,
understand what it means to be a refugee?
In a chorus of voices 'The Smile of the Lamb' tells the story of Uri, an idealistic young Israeli soldier serving in an army unit in the small Palestinian village of Andal, in the occupied territories, and his relationship with Khilmi, a nearly blind old Palestinian storyteller. Gradually as the violent reality of the occupation that infects both the occupier and the occupied alike merges with the old man’s stories, Uri, captivated by Khilmi’s wisdom, tries to solve the riddles and deceits that make up his life.
Originally published in Hebrew in 1983, The Smile of the Lamb is a novel of disillusionment and a piercing examination of injustice and dishonesty.
Grossman's son, Uri, was killed at the Lebanon war, in 2006, a few days after David, in a press conference, called for ending the war.
one of the things i like about her, is the combination of a humoristic ring,
versus serious, pensive, maybe a bit angry facial expression.
but this happens, isn't it?
(especially if you are hungry, tired, long home, feel hot,
at an Israeli August noon, at the end of the Ramadan)
It was Friday noon. A hot July day.
The Friday prayer at the Haram-al-Sharif (the Temple mountain) ended,
and the people were rushing back to the buses that would take them home.
They were on a fast since early in the morning;
accordingly, they were hungry and intolerant.
The square outside the Damascus Gate of the old city of Jerusalem was extremely crowded.
People were trying to find a free bus, but all the buses were full like cans of sardines;
others bought food for the evening meal (Iftar), or presents for their beloved ones.
The place was really hectic.
Suddenly this photographer pops from nowhere, taking photos;
What, the hell, does he want?
Too many hours in the Israeli sun is not healthy for anybody.
I was once heard that the sunlight in Israel is twice stronger than in Greece.
This lady, came to say the Friday Ramadan a prayer at the Haram el Sharif (Temple Mountain), and probably sat many hours in the hot summer noon sun.
When I was a child (1960s), a series of books named 'children of the world', most of them by Astrid Lindgren with photos by Anna Riwkin-Brick, were very popular in Israel. Most kids knew well 'Noriko-San the girl from Japan (aka 'Eva visits Noriko-San'), or 'Sia lives on Kilimanjaro'. In an internet-less world, this was our way to learn about foreign, remote, exotic countries. I guess I read these books countless number of times.
One of the books in his series was 'Elle Kari' (from Lapland). Many years passed since I last opened it, but when I looked at the photo of the woman in this post, immediately she reminded me Elle Karri's mother (that does not allow her, at age of three, to drink too much coffee). (nordic-aputsiaq.blogspot.co.il/2012/11/elle-kari.html)
Today, when I read something, I forget it the following day :-(
The world, as well as me, changed a bit since those days
I don't know what terrified her.
No doubt that the situation was not peaceful:
Tens of thousands of Muslim people ended the Ramadan Friday prayers
at Haram El Sharif (the Temple Mountain) and were rushing to the buses that would return them home, and to the fast breaking meal.
The weather was hot, and the mess was accordingly:
people were rushing all over, trying to enter overly crowded buses.
She stood there, probably waiting for her father to find a place for them too.
Jama Masjid paints a pretty picture on water....as special Id prayers come to an end at the country's largest mosque.
Abudurrahman and Raghad with Mama. Friday prayer on 60 Meter Rd, Sana'a, Yemen جمعة الوفاء لأبين في شارع الستين بصنعاء
Laying prayer mats all along the bazaar walkway, its a sight to see that muslims of all walks of life stand side by side praying be it a datuk, a labourer or a student.
Istanbul, Turkey.
Men take part in friday prayers beside a fruit stand on the street in front of a mosque in Istanbuls Sultanahmet district.
December 2007.
Photograph: David Gannon / Worldreports
Friday prayers at the 17th-century Mahabat Khan mosque in Peshawar, Pakistan. Seeing this from an adjacent rooftop in May 2004 was one of the most fascinating experiences of my life. This is what I wrote about the experience at the time:
Though its capacity was significantly smaller than the other great Mughal mosques, the Mahabat Khan Mosque was the largest in the old city and was Peshawar’s primary Friday Mosque. But it wasn’t big enough to house the thousands of men from Peshawar and the surrounding villages who wanted to prostrate themselves before Allah. No one could tell me the capacity of the mosque (one said fifteen thousand, which I knew to be a greatly overstated figure), so in the end I went into the courtyard and counted the tiled rectangles on the floor that were designed to separate one worshipper from the next. There were only fourteen hundred and one (the vast courtyard of the Badshahi Mosque in Lahore, by comparison, was reputed to be able to hold one hundred thousand people).
As Friday prayers began at one o’clock, I was overlooking the mosque from a rooftop across the street. The mosque was packed with fourteen hundred and one devoted Muslim men in shalwar qamiz and mosque caps, genuflecting, sitting and standing in unison, perfectly spaced in their individual rectangles, displaying a harmony in prayer that so contrasted the seemingly random acts of worship that took place at the many Hindu temples I had visited in India.
But the devout were not confined to the mosque itself. Those who could not fit in the courtyard climbed onto the rooftops of adjacent buildings, put down their prayer mats and performed the ritual there. There were little boys and old men alike, and as the courtyard worshippers went up and down, so did these rooftop dwellers. The practice had obviously been happening for years, because there were purpose-built stairs on the outside of the mosque leading to these rooftops, and at the bottom of these staircases were taps to allow the Muslims who could not reach the ablutions tank in the mosque’s courtyard to clean themselves before praying.
A couple of days ago, while browsing through my files, I came upon some shots i had taken and that i hadn´t published yet. This album somehow shows whai I saw, mainly at Tahrir Square and surroundings, November 2012.
amman / عمّان
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Some learn by observing others,
some learn by guidance from elders
and some learn by discussing it with friends.
But what remains constant in all this process is learning.
When we are through learning, we are just through!
Learning is the beginning of wealth.
Learning is the beginning of health.
Learning is the beginning of spirituality.
Searching and learning is where the miracle process all begins.
~ Jim Rohn
Ramadan Friday prayer, Hyderabad, India.
Expected to view Large on Black.
amman / عمّان
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Jummat-ul-Vida (the last Friday of Muslim holy month of Ramzan) prayer outside Mecca Masjid and Charminar, Hyderabad.
Ramzan 2012, Hyderabad.
I LOVE LONDON! ~ London Central Mosque, Regent's Park, London.
The break between Zuhr and Asr prayers in the men's section. I was standing in the women's section, which is on the first floor, a good vantage point to take photos of the beautiful circular domed ceiling!
~ There was a difference of only 50 minutes between Zuhr (midday) and Asr~afternoon prayers today, a shorter time than the normal one hour and 50 minutes approximately, due to there being a big congregation and the khutbah being offered during the Zuhr~Jum'ah~Friday (midday) prayer. The hall is normally packed during prayer time, and the gaps are where some members of the congregation have left, while others have stayed to offer the next daily prayer in the mosque with the jama'at~congregation.
The khutbah~lecture today at Jum'ah~Friday prayers, given by the Grand Imam of Al-Azhar, Cairo, His Eminence Sheikh Muhammad S Tantawi, referenced Surah Qasas, and the importance of living within the law of the land to ensure the whole population lives in peace and security. Sounded like excellent and commonsense advice to me.
[Today also marked my parents' wedding anniversary, but was so sad as they are no longer with us... Offered prayers for them both with tears in my eyes... ]
Islam is the official religion of Brunei Darussalam and more than half of the nation’s population are Muslims. The mosque is their sacred place of worship and it is important to follow the rules when visiting this holy place. It is the Muslim custom to remove the shoes and entering the mosque with the right foot first and exiting with the left foot. Modest dressing is the rule of the thumb and covering as much skin as possible is required. The mosque is open to the public and visiting is free but avoid doing so during prayer time. Though Brunei is a devoutly Muslim country, it is respectful and tolerance towards the practices of other religions and beliefs.
(By Brunei Tourism Board)
On the main road through Dharavi muslims pray on a friday afternoon. An estimated 70% of Dharavi's population is muslim.
The women's section of my local mosque is on the first floor and looks over the ground floor in sections, where the men pray. I know it was really cheeky of me, but the overall pattern and positioning of this young man just caught my attention. His white jumper just popped out, as he sat there in contemplation before the many hundreds of people who are soon to arrive for the the khutbah, and Zuhr prayer, right in the middle of a vast hall.
I'm pleased that the carpet in my local mosque is pretty, and of a decent colour; usually, mosques all over Briatain have green or red versions of this one. This is much nicer.
Funerals for
1. Adel Saleh Al-Gatani
2. Masood Hamad Emrajeh
3. Bubaker Mohamed Al-Shareef
4. Almahdy Mohamed Al-Mahdy
5. Sulaiman Awad Al-Gatani
6. Mohamed Isbaita
7. Ahmed Al-Sweya
8. Alqatani,Al-Hassy
and Friday Prayers 22 April 2011, Tobruk, Libya
A Mamprusi muslim man stands in front of his small shop in Nalerigu, Ghana wearing his best robe before heading to the mosque for prayer.
amman / عمّان
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Suriname, Paramaribo, Friday prayers at main mosque in Keizerstraat in the historic inner city. Portrait of 2 boys.
Palestinian Muslims praying outside the Damascus Gate of the Old City of Jerusalem. Entrance to the Old City was restricted by Israeli police to prevent possible violent disturbances. Nineteen policemen and twenty four Palestinians were later injured during demonstrations against Israeli excavations near the Al Aqsa mosque compound in the Old City of Jerusalem.
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Istiqlal Mosque, Jakarta, Indonesia. I wasn't allowed entry to many mosques in Jerusalem, but the mosques in Indonesia are more open to people of all faiths. I couldn't believe it...our guide managed to get us access to the top floor of this gorgeous mosque, an area which is usually locked after a more recent suicide. Every Muslim and Indonesian resident I encoutered treated me with such kindness and respect. This collection of people was no exception. Hearing them pray and sing in unision is like hearing poetry from heaven. I will be forever grateful for this spiritual experience.