I am sorry but I have to start this by saying, it is tough to be a woman...sorry I just had to say it...now moving on....eehhm... It's tough to be a guy The amount of expectations is really a lot. Good looking, well groomed, strong, invincible, tall (sorry most Egyptian guys!), able to provide, deep character, funny and fun, unafraid, smart, don Juan but decent, any spoken languages

She Says: It's summer girls!!, enjoy traveling, hanging out and nice breezy nights, but watch out from getting trapped under the “we‘re just friends”. As guys won't stop playing their silly games and devilish acts. Girls, I am quiet sure that most of you've heard this too many times, it could be a key to new rosy experience or might be the miserable final curtain on a

Being single does not mean being lonely, and incomplete. In fact, being single gives you the time to find and complete yourself. After all if you don’t know who you are and what you want, how do you expect another person to find out? To help you see your cup half full and celebrate the joyous occasion of single-hood, we’ve put together this list: - Go on

Don’t worry, when you finish with this list, you will probably want to take a vow of celibacy:  No need to give up on Tarek, who has been your best friend since kindergarten. Yes you can have platonic male friends without worrying about any jealous rages. And you can flirt harmlessly without having a boyfriend think you’re dumping him for the hot new co-worker that looks

Time to be in bed, It is almost 2:00AM. And I have to wake up at 8:00AM and to be at work one hour later. I am not feeling sleepy, but I have to! O.K. I will smoke the day's last cigarette cigarette, then go to sleep. This sucks, the cigarette has burned quickly. What about having another one while i wait for the sleep

Being a daily commuter from Zamalek to Nassr City like millions of Cairennes with different destinations and routes, I do not have to describe the misery and the suffering we all face on this horror trip. It is incredible, unbearable, inhumane and still we go through the whole process like in a daze, not knowing exactly where we started off and where we will end

The other day I went shopping at the place all Cairo enjoys going to everyday; City Stars. I was happy cause my fav brands were on sale. But the dilemma was in the "going-home" part. With in the taxi drivers who treat Egyptians as garbage and Arabs and foreigners as the elite. We were almost begging them to drive us home, negotiating the fair since the

    A common saying I often hear, whether in the movies or from people I know, is ‘There’s no place like home!’ Under normal circumstances, I think I would generally tend to agree. But in the state I am living in now, all I can say is, “yes, that’s true, but only if you know where home is!”       I have lived with the feelings of not knowing