Nor the world, including the equivalent of the Nile forum, brunette – the face of the truth – ✍️ Ibrahim Shaqlawi
The three -day pipe was not only a point on the geography map, but rather the point of the convergence of the soul with time, place and will. It is not only a meeting place for two rivers or the beauty of a dungeon, but a memory meeting which is woven from water and dirt, nostalgia and patience, hypocrisy and honors. Khartoum for those who know him, is not drawn with ink on paper, but is rather drawn in the heart of the transit, and is written on the walls of the soul the most beautiful paintings.
It is not strange, then, Sayyid Khalifa sought in Khartoum the wonderful theatrical poet Salah Abdel -Sabour, noting that neither the samba nor the eyelashes nor the dances of the world, when the whole joy is comparable to what they are not on the banks of the Nile difference. There is on this West Bank, a person does not just come back in history in history, but rather becomes the witness of an era on the idea and the will of the flow of water which only knows the accomplishment, so how the Sudanese does not enter, and the displacement is aware of this, and is the heaviest of them?
There, where the blue seles stand, embracing calm white, nature provides us with an eloquent existential lesson, that convergence is life, and that the difference does not decrease the beauty of the meaning or its majesty, but rather doubles its influence and its greatness, they are not dissolved more than the sum of the “Nile River”, but when they meet, the sum of the “Nile River”.
Perhaps the tragedy of war in which we live was not only in the ruin of town planning, but in its attempt to erase this sense of conscience: that the Khartoum was, and there will remain a meeting place for people before it is a meeting place for the two Niles. And that, Just as the Blue is not Separated from the White, the Sudanese Should not be Separated from Sudan, no Matter How Deep the War or the Conflict has Known, the Loyal Youth of Sudan Who Loved this country KNEW how to support the Options of their People in National Sovereignty and Tighten Their Army, Which Lean on a Hunged Years of Local, Regional and International Championship Sale Before the State of Kush 732 BC and then After Itals Modern Form Before the Year 1955, where he was known as a force defense of Sudan.
Nevertheless, we witnessed the ingratitude, order and betrayal of certain people of the fatherland in order to have money and influence, which stabbed the Khartoum alongside its side, therefore the contract of its inhabitants between exiles, shelters and lethality was excessive. The rhythm and pride of convergence have been dispersed, but the established image was not dissipated, the laughter of the old districts, the voices of the ears interfere with the impact of the feet that fill the roads, the smell of coffee with the first threads of dawn and milk tea, absence, and to speak of these crossings of culture, art and football of everything, except war and war.
Today, in time of severe travel and long journey, the echo of this song “Yasma” returns to remind us that Khartoum is not only a place, but rather a symbol of a homeland which must learn to go beyond its divisions. We must use this nostalgia as a reason for productive political work, to reach a complete national consensus, and to build a sovereign state governed by a complete national project, respected law and human rights and ensure the participation of all Sudanese. Without exclusion.
Today, we discover that the return to Khartoum is not a return to a place, but rather a return to ourselves to the values that we know among the people. Khartoum is not only a bridge between two banks, but between memory and the body. And every path to him, no matter how long, is a path to life. Today, after we were at the end of the war and the return of stability, Khartoum appears in the imagination of his people, as a deferred promise, as a long time. Perhaps Sudan needs today, after all this wandering and affliction is to open the roads to the capital as soon as it is, because everyone returns to the houses whose emptiness fills the love of its people for values, religion and the blessing of supplication.
The return of ministries to Khartoum that we are waiting for during the coming period is that it is the return of the State, and the return of lives, which is not only an administrative step but rather an existential step, like a declaration that the State exists despite the challenges, and that those which dispersed the cards of absence, of communication, between the neighbors.
Therefore, cities, like dreams, still die unless we forget them. And the homeland only disappears if their roots are extinguished in the heart. Today, this song still hesitates in each Sudanese heart, because a pot awakens which is deeper than memory.
You are fine and well.
Sunday March 23, 2025 AD (Protected by e-mail)
