<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9158170986282929894</id><updated>2012-01-20T16:37:18.937+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Life in Sudan</title><subtitle type='html'>Blog to explain the real life in Sudan</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shrarh.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9158170986282929894/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shrarh.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Muhanned</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07076653933955216806</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://shrarh.pbwiki.com/f/1.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>59</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9158170986282929894.post-7471354029469721415</id><published>2010-12-15T18:58:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2010-12-15T21:26:53.851+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Bad Police men</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/stlekXqem9o?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/stlekXqem9o?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before any body attacked me or say any word I want to explain something about "Islam" in our religion there are roles should be admitted if some body make wrong...&lt;br /&gt;In the video above there is abuse of punishment which conflicted with Islamic  roles...&lt;br /&gt;The police media said that the girl that appear in video is lesbian ! , if she was in Islam she should punished by 40 hits using used whip and medium force ( not strong to kill and not weak ).&lt;br /&gt;and the executioner should not raise his hand until his underarm can be shown . But in this video the police men exceeds the limits of Islam..&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I don't know what really she did but I just want to tell you about what the police men did with me ..&lt;br /&gt;One day I was walking between the Nile street and the Friendship Hall - main building of conferences- while I was walking a police car stopped near me and the policemen start hitting the people to make them go away from their places.. I just asked the lieutenant "What is going on?" but he ordered his soldiers to put me inside police car .. The soldier hit me by a stave and put me inside car..&lt;br /&gt;When we went to police station - Almogran police station "alnezam alaam"  - lieutenant pushed me into investigations room and start writing the accusations which is :&lt;br /&gt;1- Intercepting the policemen while they was doing their job!!!!&lt;br /&gt;2-Cursing and slanging  using dirty words.!!!!&lt;br /&gt;3- &lt;span id="result_box" class="short_text" lang="en"&gt;&lt;span style="" title=""&gt;Hooliganism and incitement of the masses...&lt;br /&gt;4- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="result_box" class="short_text" lang="en"&gt;&lt;span style="" title=""&gt;Reduce the prestige of the policemen...&lt;br /&gt;5- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="result_box" class="short_text" lang="en"&gt;&lt;span style="" title=""&gt;Resisting arrest!!!&lt;br /&gt;All of these because I said "What is going on!!!" , after that they searching on my mobile phone for sex videos and do the same with my laptop !!!&lt;br /&gt;There was another  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;lieutenant started shouting on me face and ordered me to sit on the ground when I refused he said "You are no respected man and your curiosity got you to police station...&lt;br /&gt;Then I asked them to make a phone call to my family - Just to tell them where  I am - but they refuse then I asked them to call my lawyer but they also refuse . Finally the major told them to let me go after 2 hours in station ...&lt;br /&gt;So until when we will still keeping silent while there is abuse of authority????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="result_box" class="short_text" lang="en"&gt;&lt;span style="" title=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9158170986282929894-7471354029469721415?l=shrarh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shrarh.blogspot.com/feeds/7471354029469721415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9158170986282929894&amp;postID=7471354029469721415&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9158170986282929894/posts/default/7471354029469721415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9158170986282929894/posts/default/7471354029469721415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shrarh.blogspot.com/2010/12/bad-police-men.html' title='Bad Police men'/><author><name>Muhanned</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07076653933955216806</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://shrarh.pbwiki.com/f/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9158170986282929894.post-3781713529378787805</id><published>2010-10-07T13:12:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2010-10-07T13:47:35.713+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Nothing goes straightforward</title><content type='html'>Hi everybody,&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for disconnecting for this long time, but I was busy with my graduation project then National Service.&lt;br /&gt;I'm here today to write again about negative thing that became a sign in Sudan, I didn't write about anything before I try it so this is real story.&lt;br /&gt;I graduated 2 months ago and I got GPA 3.75 out of 4.00 which means I got Excellent dgree. I was looking for a company or ministry to start my national service with; but I got a call from head of department of Computer Sciences in my college , he told my that there is a government compay looks for graduated students to do thier National service.&lt;br /&gt;I went to that company in July and they did an interview with me, after 2 weeks they called me and ask me to bring a copies from my papers because they accept me; but there was another interview that I passed it too.&lt;br /&gt;They told us that we can start work from next week; but a problem happend!!&lt;br /&gt;Our direct manager told us that our procedures stopped by the General manager...&lt;br /&gt;The real reason is that we haven't intermediary person to submit us.&lt;br /&gt;There was three graduated students get into interview after us and submitted before us becuase one of them is a son of Adviser of the President and the others are thier freind.&lt;br /&gt;So nothing in Sudan go straightforward if you haven't a person inside government. So most of the employees of government company are not qualified to work, they just have some relatives inside government support them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9158170986282929894-3781713529378787805?l=shrarh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shrarh.blogspot.com/feeds/3781713529378787805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9158170986282929894&amp;postID=3781713529378787805&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9158170986282929894/posts/default/3781713529378787805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9158170986282929894/posts/default/3781713529378787805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shrarh.blogspot.com/2010/10/nothing-goes-straightforward.html' title='Nothing goes straightforward'/><author><name>Muhanned</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07076653933955216806</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://shrarh.pbwiki.com/f/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9158170986282929894.post-2746308621632687836</id><published>2010-06-30T19:34:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2010-06-30T19:38:02.696+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Government against its people...</title><content type='html'>This statment mentioned by an old man when he was waiting to ride a bus for more than two hours. The story began when the police men changed a direction of one of the most important streets without putting any sign to tell the buses drivers. When the drivers toke the road the policemen stop them and take thier license until they pay 15$ ; if they ask why it became 30$ without reason. In my openion this is the first step to prevent any bus except the new government buses from working. to make the new buses of state the main transportaion way. This prevension starts with first operating of new buses. So the old man was right when he said that. and I can say that the government cheated the people after they won in last elections.At the period of elections the electricity and water were availabe whole the day. and food became cheap, but after their winning the disaster began, every thing changed to worest ; the prices going up, the water and electricity became unsatteled , and taxes raised. No body can say why, if he said he will go to preson without answer , so it's time to leave home to other countries to get the freedom and feel like human.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9158170986282929894-2746308621632687836?l=shrarh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shrarh.blogspot.com/feeds/2746308621632687836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9158170986282929894&amp;postID=2746308621632687836&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9158170986282929894/posts/default/2746308621632687836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9158170986282929894/posts/default/2746308621632687836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shrarh.blogspot.com/2010/06/government-against-its-people.html' title='Government against its people...'/><author><name>Muhanned</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07076653933955216806</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://shrarh.pbwiki.com/f/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9158170986282929894.post-3071070240798416685</id><published>2010-04-27T22:09:00.001+03:00</published><updated>2010-04-27T22:11:41.063+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Sorry for disconnecting</title><content type='html'>Hi all,&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for being busy, but what to do I'm  in final year of college and I have difficult graduation's project.&lt;br /&gt;I'll be back two monthes later.&lt;br /&gt;Hope you come back again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9158170986282929894-3071070240798416685?l=shrarh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shrarh.blogspot.com/feeds/3071070240798416685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9158170986282929894&amp;postID=3071070240798416685&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9158170986282929894/posts/default/3071070240798416685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9158170986282929894/posts/default/3071070240798416685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shrarh.blogspot.com/2010/04/sorry-for-disconnecting.html' title='Sorry for disconnecting'/><author><name>Muhanned</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07076653933955216806</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://shrarh.pbwiki.com/f/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9158170986282929894.post-8636351035948774560</id><published>2009-11-23T21:09:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2011-02-18T07:36:13.414+03:00</updated><title type='text'>It’s just a game</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iGU3RSip6U0/SwrQm3aKy7I/AAAAAAAAAIc/rAHWT_Ev7uc/s1600/algeria.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407363668739017650" style="width: 72px; height: 67px;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iGU3RSip6U0/SwrQm3aKy7I/AAAAAAAAAIc/rAHWT_Ev7uc/s200/algeria.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iGU3RSip6U0/SwrQmpkfmpI/AAAAAAAAAIU/mEdKATezzQs/s1600/egypt-flag.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407363665024227986" style="width: 58px; height: 63px;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iGU3RSip6U0/SwrQmpkfmpI/AAAAAAAAAIU/mEdKATezzQs/s200/egypt-flag.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hi all,&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for not writing for long time but what to the life became hard.&lt;br /&gt;Last Thursday Sudan hosted a football game between Egypt and Algeria, that game was very sensitive because the winner will go to World Cup in South Africa.&lt;br /&gt;So the fans of each team came to Khartoum two days before match (11450 Algerians and 9317 Egyptians). The Sudanese government distributed more than 18000 police men to secure the fans.&lt;br /&gt;The game was end 1-0 for Algerian but the fans fights each other. The police secured the fans to prevent them from each other. But suddenly the Egyptians fans went out of the specific path and the Algerians threw them with stones.&lt;br /&gt;Next day, some of the Egyptians media indicted the Sudanese government and fans. They said “The Sudanese was support Algeria and the wasn’t able to secure Egyptians “ This speech and more noised Jamal Alwaly the president of Al-Marrikh club, So he called Ebrahim Hejazi (On Nile sport channel) and asked them to show evidences that show what Sudanese do.&lt;br /&gt;I was outside home after the match and I saw what happened. The Egyptians fans published a video shows the Algerians with knifes, but I saw that video last year and it was in France not in Sudan.&lt;br /&gt;So, many Sudanese journalists asked the Egyptian government to apologize to Sudanese people for what happen.&lt;br /&gt;Finally, I want to say it was a game and nothing deserved to destroy relations between countries, so slow down and think deeply before indicting. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9158170986282929894-8636351035948774560?l=shrarh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shrarh.blogspot.com/feeds/8636351035948774560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9158170986282929894&amp;postID=8636351035948774560&amp;isPopup=true' title='40 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9158170986282929894/posts/default/8636351035948774560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9158170986282929894/posts/default/8636351035948774560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shrarh.blogspot.com/2009/11/its-just-game.html' title='It’s just a game'/><author><name>Muhanned</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07076653933955216806</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://shrarh.pbwiki.com/f/1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iGU3RSip6U0/SwrQm3aKy7I/AAAAAAAAAIc/rAHWT_Ev7uc/s72-c/algeria.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>40</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9158170986282929894.post-270133791414375943</id><published>2009-09-01T14:32:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2009-09-01T14:41:40.657+03:00</updated><title type='text'>3 days after rains</title><content type='html'>Hi all,&lt;br /&gt;I took this images today as a sample of what happen in Khartoum(Capital of Sudan).See what happen and give me your opinioin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iGU3RSip6U0/Sp0Hw6FrFmI/AAAAAAAAAIM/Ivkr_UEaFDA/s1600-h/PHOT0033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376462066958407266" style="WIDTH: 206px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iGU3RSip6U0/Sp0Hw6FrFmI/AAAAAAAAAIM/Ivkr_UEaFDA/s200/PHOT0033.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iGU3RSip6U0/Sp0HwS-YGNI/AAAAAAAAAIE/5UXPiJawj-c/s1600-h/PHOT0032.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376462056458819794" style="WIDTH: 204px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iGU3RSip6U0/Sp0HwS-YGNI/AAAAAAAAAIE/5UXPiJawj-c/s200/PHOT0032.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iGU3RSip6U0/Sp0HwNNZJnI/AAAAAAAAAH8/ZeXhCSjRApc/s1600-h/PHOT0031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376462054911190642" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iGU3RSip6U0/Sp0HwNNZJnI/AAAAAAAAAH8/ZeXhCSjRApc/s200/PHOT0031.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iGU3RSip6U0/Sp0Hvr1GOjI/AAAAAAAAAH0/liFUBa3VJqc/s1600-h/PHOT0030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376462045950917170" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iGU3RSip6U0/Sp0Hvr1GOjI/AAAAAAAAAH0/liFUBa3VJqc/s200/PHOT0030.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iGU3RSip6U0/Sp0HvfUKkYI/AAAAAAAAAHs/ttThUqOFok0/s1600-h/PHOT0029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376462042591564162" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iGU3RSip6U0/Sp0HvfUKkYI/AAAAAAAAAHs/ttThUqOFok0/s200/PHOT0029.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9158170986282929894-270133791414375943?l=shrarh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shrarh.blogspot.com/feeds/270133791414375943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9158170986282929894&amp;postID=270133791414375943&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9158170986282929894/posts/default/270133791414375943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9158170986282929894/posts/default/270133791414375943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shrarh.blogspot.com/2009/09/3-days-after-rains.html' title='3 days after rains'/><author><name>Muhanned</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07076653933955216806</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://shrarh.pbwiki.com/f/1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iGU3RSip6U0/Sp0Hw6FrFmI/AAAAAAAAAIM/Ivkr_UEaFDA/s72-c/PHOT0033.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9158170986282929894.post-8613494651558675203</id><published>2009-08-27T09:48:00.006+03:00</published><updated>2009-08-29T15:09:45.155+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Five hours of rain</title><content type='html'>Yesterday, In the capital of Sudan (Khartoum) the rains was pouring for five hours.&lt;br /&gt;These rains make the main roads like lakes and the people was not able to reach thier workplace and the students too.&lt;br /&gt;These rains killed about 15 and hurt more than 10, destroyed houses,and stopped the traffic&lt;br /&gt;The government was not able to draw water from roads and the images below shown what happened:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iGU3RSip6U0/SpY2X7ZXcrI/AAAAAAAAAHk/EZhNMmQZ_WU/s1600-h/watermark.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374542990022242994" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iGU3RSip6U0/SpY2X7ZXcrI/AAAAAAAAAHk/EZhNMmQZ_WU/s200/watermark.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iGU3RSip6U0/SpY2XrJtCrI/AAAAAAAAAHc/JGSO0futxE0/s1600-h/watermark0.bmp"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iGU3RSip6U0/SpYzJpd_rbI/AAAAAAAAAHM/mbQifn815iQ/s1600-h/4271.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374539446156766642" style="WIDTH: 190px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iGU3RSip6U0/SpYzJpd_rbI/AAAAAAAAAHM/mbQifn815iQ/s200/4271.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iGU3RSip6U0/SpYzJdWbd-I/AAAAAAAAAHE/xsly3EqAuDc/s1600-h/8097-1-569113852.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374539442903807970" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 152px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iGU3RSip6U0/SpYzJdWbd-I/AAAAAAAAAHE/xsly3EqAuDc/s200/8097-1-569113852.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iGU3RSip6U0/SpYxMCmCQdI/AAAAAAAAAGk/ScL7KclP1oM/s1600-h/48ae9b4a580d3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374537288237859282" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 143px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iGU3RSip6U0/SpYxMCmCQdI/AAAAAAAAAGk/ScL7KclP1oM/s200/48ae9b4a580d3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iGU3RSip6U0/SpYxNaSfiAI/AAAAAAAAAG8/__t2HDlxS14/s1600-h/khartoum_163000439.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374537311778211842" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iGU3RSip6U0/SpYxNaSfiAI/AAAAAAAAAG8/__t2HDlxS14/s200/khartoum_163000439.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iGU3RSip6U0/SpYxMhb1I5I/AAAAAAAAAGs/DBpR-LxxBho/s1600-h/3723.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374537296516555666" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 151px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iGU3RSip6U0/SpYxMhb1I5I/AAAAAAAAAGs/DBpR-LxxBho/s200/3723.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iGU3RSip6U0/SpYxM9DZQSI/AAAAAAAAAG0/ocz6ZQhWkx4/s1600-h/12369.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9158170986282929894-8613494651558675203?l=shrarh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shrarh.blogspot.com/feeds/8613494651558675203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9158170986282929894&amp;postID=8613494651558675203&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9158170986282929894/posts/default/8613494651558675203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9158170986282929894/posts/default/8613494651558675203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shrarh.blogspot.com/2009/08/five-hours-of-rain.html' title='Five hours of rain'/><author><name>Muhanned</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07076653933955216806</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://shrarh.pbwiki.com/f/1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iGU3RSip6U0/SpY2X7ZXcrI/AAAAAAAAAHk/EZhNMmQZ_WU/s72-c/watermark.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9158170986282929894.post-2720293200853316964</id><published>2009-08-17T11:59:00.001+03:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T12:04:51.215+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Wedding Events in Sudan</title><content type='html'>Six weeks before the wedding, the bride starts to train in the special dances that she will dance on the day of ‘Subhia’ , the first day of the marriage. Two days before the wedding the bride invites her female friends for El henna. On this day, ‘El Hanana’, the woman comes to decorate the hands and legs of the bride with henna and she and her female friends dance, sing, and spend a happy day together. That night the groom also has his Henna night with his male friends and women relatives. The groom doesn’t decorate his legs only his fingertips and bottom of feet. In the groom ‘Henna party’ right before the wedding, his mother, sisters, and aunts get together, sit him on a decorated bed, and put henna on his feet and the palms of his hands (not drawing). In addition, some of his male friends do the same on their hands.&lt;br /&gt;        The wedding party ‘Al Dukhla’ takes place in houses, large tents, in the streets or in the clubs. The bride’s family gets a singer for this cheerful night. There is a lot of music and dancing and a beautiful dinner is served for the relatives and guests. Everyone is invited and everyone is happy. The bride wears a white wedding gown and the groom wears a full suit or ‘jalabbiya’ (garment) and turban.&lt;br /&gt;          On the first day of the marriage, ‘Al Subhia’, the bride’s mother invites all the women of the family and the female friends of the bride. Only certain men can attend ‘El Subhia’: the bride’s father, brothers, uncles, and the groom. The bride dances three or four dances for her audience, changing dresses for each dance. A woman sings and drums on the ‘dallooka’ songs that all the girls know, and they all sings along, clap and have a great time!&lt;br /&gt;      After she finish dancing, it’s time for the final ritual it calls the ‘jirtig’. It has special traditions, and a special red and yellow tray with pottery to put the perfumes and ‘bakhoor’ in. the bride changes into a colorful tobe, the famous Sudanese costume and sits with her new husband on a bed with a beautifully decorated red and gold sheet called “milayat aljirtig”. All the elder women are around them, and one of the older women comes and wishes the happy couple wealth, health and the blessing of children upon them. She perfumes them both, singing meanwhile, and ties the red ‘hareera’ and ‘hilal’ around the groom’s head, and the ‘sibhat el_yassur’ around his nick.&lt;br /&gt;Then, the groom gets up and sprays the audience with perfume. Then the woman offers them a cup of milk. They both take a drink and spray some of it over each other a sign of love, piece and hope for a clean, pure life together _ pure as milk!&lt;br /&gt;           About a month before wedding, the bride’s mother, sisters, and aunts start making her special perfumes and clothes to get ready for the big day, or should we say, the big DAYS! All these perfumes are mixed to make the bride’s special perfumes. It’s a lot of work, and takes weeks to finish!&lt;br /&gt;           There are some types of folkloric rituals that take place in Northern Sudanese weddings. Elsubhiya, Eldukhla, and the clothes that made especially for the bride are dominant. A bright dress, a colorful “firka” or “garmasees”, and lots of gold! What is more, we can’t forget the bride’s henna! Sudanese wedding events are enjoyable. All relatives and friends are ever happier.    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;post from: groups.yahoo.com/group/tagananet&lt;br /&gt;Authour: Hala Fawzi.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9158170986282929894-2720293200853316964?l=shrarh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shrarh.blogspot.com/feeds/2720293200853316964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9158170986282929894&amp;postID=2720293200853316964&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9158170986282929894/posts/default/2720293200853316964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9158170986282929894/posts/default/2720293200853316964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shrarh.blogspot.com/2009/08/wedding-events-in-sudan.html' title='Wedding Events in Sudan'/><author><name>Muhanned</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07076653933955216806</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://shrarh.pbwiki.com/f/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9158170986282929894.post-8193540939303311238</id><published>2009-07-25T16:09:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2009-07-25T16:46:15.594+03:00</updated><title type='text'>No electricity No water</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iGU3RSip6U0/SmsMaziahII/AAAAAAAAAGc/At9uov7O6Ks/s1600-h/N1UN7KCARAE44YCAE826E7CAZGMKHUCAH17W90CAW1NRMYCA80DLRCCAZH5CZ8CA69LVNJCACD8KR7CATZER9DCA900JHDCABD0PTRCAFPMWN2CAWLGJ9HCA3572CECA2CX536CAJ11OKGCAB6DMKZ.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362393435965392002" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 119px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 128px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iGU3RSip6U0/SmsMaziahII/AAAAAAAAAGc/At9uov7O6Ks/s200/N1UN7KCARAE44YCAE826E7CAZGMKHUCAH17W90CAW1NRMYCA80DLRCCAZH5CZ8CA69LVNJCACD8KR7CATZER9DCA900JHDCABD0PTRCAFPMWN2CAWLGJ9HCA3572CECA2CX536CAJ11OKGCAB6DMKZ.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iGU3RSip6U0/SmsMaryrggI/AAAAAAAAAGU/FQJ9UrOKli4/s1600-h/E5GNI6CATF6EXSCANX7BQOCA375R8ACA8T1XU4CA95LM39CATSP9AWCAWGIW2BCA14KEOVCAM4RD9YCAFSVFALCAENIY5SCA9TISPKCAHO9U1BCAGSR9FACAWBFAHWCAGP40GKCAVZ2RFKCAAOSMWI.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362393433886130690" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 128px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 131px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iGU3RSip6U0/SmsMaryrggI/AAAAAAAAAGU/FQJ9UrOKli4/s200/E5GNI6CATF6EXSCANX7BQOCA375R8ACA8T1XU4CA95LM39CATSP9AWCAWGIW2BCA14KEOVCAM4RD9YCAFSVFALCAENIY5SCA9TISPKCAHO9U1BCAGSR9FACAWBFAHWCAGP40GKCAVZ2RFKCAAOSMWI.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Hi everyone,&lt;br /&gt;This time I'm writing about the most important things in the life(Electricity and water).&lt;br /&gt;At latest few days the capital of Sudan was suffring to obtain water and electricity too.&lt;br /&gt;We stay more than 12 hours without water daily or every two days! and about the electricity it is worest.&lt;br /&gt;The weather is hot and the electricity is not available for 9 hours, why?&lt;br /&gt;I called emergency office of Bahri's electricity and asked them "Why the electricity is not available?" they said "This is programed cut and it will be for 7 hours" ????!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The manager of National Electricity Corporation said the electricity will not be cut with out damaged in network, but is there a damaged daily? And how long it take to be resolved ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyday we go to river, get water and wait for the National Electricity Corporation to get back electricity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until when we will live like this?&lt;br /&gt;Who is the responsible of fixing this problem?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9158170986282929894-8193540939303311238?l=shrarh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shrarh.blogspot.com/feeds/8193540939303311238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9158170986282929894&amp;postID=8193540939303311238&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9158170986282929894/posts/default/8193540939303311238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9158170986282929894/posts/default/8193540939303311238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shrarh.blogspot.com/2009/07/no-electricity-no-water.html' title='No electricity No water'/><author><name>Muhanned</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07076653933955216806</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://shrarh.pbwiki.com/f/1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iGU3RSip6U0/SmsMaziahII/AAAAAAAAAGc/At9uov7O6Ks/s72-c/N1UN7KCARAE44YCAE826E7CAZGMKHUCAH17W90CAW1NRMYCA80DLRCCAZH5CZ8CA69LVNJCACD8KR7CATZER9DCA900JHDCABD0PTRCAFPMWN2CAWLGJ9HCA3572CECA2CX536CAJ11OKGCAB6DMKZ.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9158170986282929894.post-6135312086609200987</id><published>2009-03-04T23:11:00.005+03:00</published><updated>2009-03-04T23:24:48.373+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Together with our president</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iGU3RSip6U0/Sa7hrlk87EI/AAAAAAAAAGE/qo6_3Jiv2ww/s1600-h/sudan_map_flag_300.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309429149654117442" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 167px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 183px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iGU3RSip6U0/Sa7hrlk87EI/AAAAAAAAAGE/qo6_3Jiv2ww/s200/sudan_map_flag_300.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Today, the International court took a decision of arrest the president of republic of Sudan – Omar Hassan Al-Bashier- according to the note of the general pretender L.Ockampo.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not political, but I'm Sudanese citizen. It's important to me for living safely inside my country, and nobody wants Sudan to be another Iraq.&lt;br /&gt;In 2003 ex USA president took a decision of starting war in Iraq because they want to arrest the ex president of Iraq, they said "Iraq has extensive devastation weapons ", but until now we didn't see any &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iGU3RSip6U0/Sa7hychV1QI/AAAAAAAAAGM/dITMkHPVy8Q/s1600-h/1_897892_1_34.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309429267482137858" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 140px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 152px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iGU3RSip6U0/Sa7hychV1QI/AAAAAAAAAGM/dITMkHPVy8Q/s200/1_897892_1_34.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;weapons. It was a trap to destroy the Iraq and exploit its resources.&lt;br /&gt;Now, it is turn of Sudan they took Darfur as a way to do the same with the Sudan. So we will not give up and accept arresting our president and destroying our country. So we will stand by our president and help him to show the truth that happened in Darfur and uncover the real enemies of this country who playing dirty game which can put our country in danger.&lt;br /&gt;Sudanese people are in streets since the decision was taken. They swore to keep our president and country safe. So if anybody tried to arrest our president we will face him with force to keep ourselves and home safe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9158170986282929894-6135312086609200987?l=shrarh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shrarh.blogspot.com/feeds/6135312086609200987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9158170986282929894&amp;postID=6135312086609200987&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9158170986282929894/posts/default/6135312086609200987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9158170986282929894/posts/default/6135312086609200987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shrarh.blogspot.com/2009/03/together-with-our-president.html' title='Together with our president'/><author><name>Muhanned</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07076653933955216806</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://shrarh.pbwiki.com/f/1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iGU3RSip6U0/Sa7hrlk87EI/AAAAAAAAAGE/qo6_3Jiv2ww/s72-c/sudan_map_flag_300.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9158170986282929894.post-2959359562736937883</id><published>2009-02-24T13:45:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2009-02-24T14:07:00.458+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Deserved to be thanked</title><content type='html'>Hi everyone,&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for being lazy all this time, and I hope to write weekly from now.&lt;br /&gt;This time I'm going to tell you a real story happened in the latest few weeks.&lt;br /&gt;In our university it's not possible to enter the university without paying your full fees.&lt;br /&gt;There was a girl, she wasn't able to pay the second part of her fees (450$). we went to the manager of the university but he doesn't allow us to meet him, as his assitance did.&lt;br /&gt;We tried all ways to pay these fees, but we couldn't.&lt;br /&gt;Finally, I wrote a note to Mustafa Abo-Alaza'em the editor-in-chief of "Akhir Lahza" (it's a newspaper ).&lt;br /&gt;one day after, he published the note on the newspaper, and two days later they call me to help that girl to pay her fees.&lt;br /&gt;I went to newspaper's offices and met him, they surprised me by paying the fees off that Student.&lt;br /&gt;     So I want to thank all of people who helped to rescue that student specially "Akir Lahza", "Friendship Hall " manager, and "Wakfs  Authority- khartoum state".&lt;br /&gt;They deserved to be thanked for all what they did.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9158170986282929894-2959359562736937883?l=shrarh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shrarh.blogspot.com/feeds/2959359562736937883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9158170986282929894&amp;postID=2959359562736937883&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9158170986282929894/posts/default/2959359562736937883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9158170986282929894/posts/default/2959359562736937883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shrarh.blogspot.com/2009/02/deserved-to-be-thanked.html' title='Deserved to be thanked'/><author><name>Muhanned</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07076653933955216806</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://shrarh.pbwiki.com/f/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9158170986282929894.post-3414538738599047237</id><published>2009-01-04T19:03:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T19:09:12.547+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Teacher, mother, and friend</title><content type='html'>Sorry for disconnecting all this time but what to do, I'm writing only when I have writing mood which I wasn't in for the latest four months.&lt;br /&gt;I was disappointed and annoyed as result of my weakness. I was feeling that the life will stop and the world will be destroyed.&lt;br /&gt;   I lost a friend, got illness in my heart and suffering in dealing with my family. One day, I lost the hope which made me think for 3 hours asking myself what is wrong in my life.&lt;br /&gt;   I sent an e-mail to my dear teacher (Hala), she gave me some advices that I followed most of them then I discovered that there is nothing can make the world stop (except God) and everything that was broken will be fixed.&lt;br /&gt;   I learned that the true friends are really rare, and whatever my family did they will still my family. The doctors gave me hope to medicate my heart sickness.&lt;br /&gt;   Now, I came back to my study and it's going well. This year I'll never allow for anyone to get higher marks than me, 'cause my study became the only important thing in my life right now, and other things will come and go.&lt;br /&gt;    At last, I'm very grateful for teacher Hala who showed me how to live and helped me to arrange my life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9158170986282929894-3414538738599047237?l=shrarh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shrarh.blogspot.com/feeds/3414538738599047237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9158170986282929894&amp;postID=3414538738599047237&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9158170986282929894/posts/default/3414538738599047237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9158170986282929894/posts/default/3414538738599047237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shrarh.blogspot.com/2009/01/teacher-mother-and-friend.html' title='Teacher, mother, and friend'/><author><name>Muhanned</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07076653933955216806</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://shrarh.pbwiki.com/f/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9158170986282929894.post-7648975164719273579</id><published>2009-01-04T18:59:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T19:03:35.459+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Could you leave your children?</title><content type='html'>I think it's a big shame when we ask parents this question, but what we can call it when the answer became yes?! And when it comes from the each one of parents?!!&lt;br /&gt;In the movies we saw that parents go to law to keep their children with them, but during the latest few months I saw and hear these words from three divorced couple, and married one. &lt;br /&gt;Every one of parents doesn't want to keep his/her children with him/her. About the divorced couple one of them divorced after 21years of marrying, and some of their daughters are married!&lt;br /&gt;All of this is stranger, but why it happened? Is it for the financial situation? No, this can't make the parents leave their children. All that I could understand that is the social situation became bad here.&lt;br /&gt;After divorce, the couple starts a speech war without caring to their children. They extract secrets of each other to the people who tell these secrets to the children which make them take wrong ideas about their parents.&lt;br /&gt;As the time go, the will hate their parents more and more and tell the people how they feel as 15 years girl that said to me: "We haven't a family and our parents didn't want us".&lt;br /&gt;That child told me about her secrets while I'm not a member of her family because she wants someone to hear from her, gives him her secrets, and gets help from him.&lt;br /&gt;   These conditions make children without supervision which mean that they can do whatever they want to find their selves.&lt;br /&gt;    Finally, I hope that parents understand what I said and take care of their children and don't leave them 'cause of their troubles.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9158170986282929894-7648975164719273579?l=shrarh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shrarh.blogspot.com/feeds/7648975164719273579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9158170986282929894&amp;postID=7648975164719273579&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9158170986282929894/posts/default/7648975164719273579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9158170986282929894/posts/default/7648975164719273579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shrarh.blogspot.com/2009/01/could-you-leave-your-children.html' title='Could you leave your children?'/><author><name>Muhanned</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07076653933955216806</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://shrarh.pbwiki.com/f/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9158170986282929894.post-7670681327888800490</id><published>2008-12-15T18:04:00.004+03:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T18:11:12.126+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Sorry for absence</title><content type='html'>Dear all,&lt;br /&gt;I'm so sorry for not connecting all this time, but my life doesn't allow me to make activities more than study.&lt;br /&gt;I prepared three posts during the last two months I'll post yhem next week so I hope you like them.&lt;br /&gt;I really missed blogging!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9158170986282929894-7670681327888800490?l=shrarh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shrarh.blogspot.com/feeds/7670681327888800490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9158170986282929894&amp;postID=7670681327888800490&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9158170986282929894/posts/default/7670681327888800490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9158170986282929894/posts/default/7670681327888800490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shrarh.blogspot.com/2008/12/sorry-for-absence.html' title='Sorry for absence'/><author><name>Muhanned</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07076653933955216806</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://shrarh.pbwiki.com/f/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9158170986282929894.post-3215070236886376674</id><published>2008-08-28T19:47:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2008-08-28T19:53:56.028+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Disvaluing the time</title><content type='html'>Hi,&lt;br /&gt;In Sudan it's normal if you being late for more than hour, The government tried to solve this problem by adding one hour to the local time (Khartoum was +2 GMT and now they made it +3 GMT); but there is no different because Sudanese people don't respect their time.&lt;br /&gt;These days, we are waiting for our college result. It should be on 21 Aug, but every day we go to university for the result and the heads and the dean of our college are giving us delusive dates. We are going daily since 21 Aug but until this moment (27 Aug 10:18 p.m.) there is no new news about result.&lt;br /&gt;This thing happens in different fields even the medical field. I face the problem of losing time in dealing with the bank, When my family send money to me it arrive within 3 hours, but the employees never banking it in my account before 4 hours from arriving time!&lt;br /&gt;In medical field you may not find the doctor in his position because he will come late, without caring about the patients.&lt;br /&gt;If I want to write about disvaluing the time I will never stop; because it has no limit.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9158170986282929894-3215070236886376674?l=shrarh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shrarh.blogspot.com/feeds/3215070236886376674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9158170986282929894&amp;postID=3215070236886376674&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9158170986282929894/posts/default/3215070236886376674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9158170986282929894/posts/default/3215070236886376674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shrarh.blogspot.com/2008/08/disvaluing-time.html' title='Disvaluing the time'/><author><name>Muhanned</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07076653933955216806</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://shrarh.pbwiki.com/f/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9158170986282929894.post-229862703440752952</id><published>2008-08-22T23:56:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2008-08-23T00:00:54.680+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Always faults?!</title><content type='html'>Hi everyone, Sorry for being lazy all this time, but what to do I was studying for exams and I was very ill.&lt;br /&gt;I know that maybe I lost many things in my life but I believe that  god will never forget me.&lt;br /&gt;Today, I'm going to write about something I'm suffering from it every semester and every end of year. I'm going to write about the faults in different fields.&lt;br /&gt;In the education field I faced faults five times just while my study in university. Every semester I prepare myself to write a request to faculty's head, because I will find myself unable to do one of my exams because they made a fault by putting my name with the students those not allowed to do the exams because of their absence.&lt;br /&gt;This thing happened to me four times, and I feel that these faults are intended, if I face this fault one or two times maybe it will be wrong ,but four times it's not only faults.&lt;br /&gt;In Sudan, everything is possible if you have authority, you can do whatever you want because nobody can ask you.&lt;br /&gt;In health field, in the latest few days I read about many faults happened during the surgeries and many of patients was died. One time they forgot to extract the muslin from tummy of a woman.&lt;br /&gt; The faults are ordinary thing in Sudan, So you should be attention to everything to get your rights.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9158170986282929894-229862703440752952?l=shrarh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shrarh.blogspot.com/feeds/229862703440752952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9158170986282929894&amp;postID=229862703440752952&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9158170986282929894/posts/default/229862703440752952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9158170986282929894/posts/default/229862703440752952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shrarh.blogspot.com/2008/08/always-faults.html' title='Always faults?!'/><author><name>Muhanned</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07076653933955216806</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://shrarh.pbwiki.com/f/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9158170986282929894.post-2518807570982370799</id><published>2008-06-24T19:29:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2008-06-24T19:31:35.069+03:00</updated><title type='text'>What is right?</title><content type='html'>Here I am again; I'm going to write about general topic but covered with a personal action.&lt;br /&gt;When you want to separate between your work and the social life you will find that is difficult – especially in Sudan- because it's not possible to work without make a social relations with your friends who work with you.&lt;br /&gt;I tried to do that but I failed, because I took the wrong way. I separated my social life from my work (study) but after 14 months I found that I'm mixing between them, because I'm living in a mixed community and I couldn't be different.&lt;br /&gt;The story began when I was trying to help one of my colleagues to pay her fee. I became so near from her and I know everything about her life, so I talked with her for 8 months before I found that I'm talking to her about my life. This is not bad thing but it made us a target of others speech. In our community it's wrong if you have a friend from other sex which means if you male all of your friends should be males.&lt;br /&gt;May this thing is saving our life from many problems, but why we didn't accept the relation between man and woman while it's going on the right way? I'm not with those who want to have a free community but I want to have a friendship relation to allow to people to know each other more and more.&lt;br /&gt;These relations should be seen by parents and controlled by religion and customs to be valid to build a complement community that will be able to deal with other communities and with its members.&lt;br /&gt;As I said this is personal opinion and I want your opinions to decide if I'm going on the right way or not, so please vote to the poll that exist on the right of this page to help me to make a decision.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9158170986282929894-2518807570982370799?l=shrarh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shrarh.blogspot.com/feeds/2518807570982370799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9158170986282929894&amp;postID=2518807570982370799&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9158170986282929894/posts/default/2518807570982370799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9158170986282929894/posts/default/2518807570982370799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shrarh.blogspot.com/2008/06/what-is-right.html' title='What is right?'/><author><name>Muhanned</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07076653933955216806</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://shrarh.pbwiki.com/f/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9158170986282929894.post-741797675785476334</id><published>2008-06-22T21:33:00.001+03:00</published><updated>2008-06-22T21:40:47.767+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Again in Sudan</title><content type='html'>Hi all,&lt;br /&gt;Here I am again, I came back to Sudan on 9th of June and it became stranger to me.&lt;br /&gt;When I went to Abha (a city in Saudi Arabia) I found interesting environment to live, work, and study; but here I discovered that we are in the worst environment in the Middle East.&lt;br /&gt; My father left Sudan since 1979 so he doesn't know anything about living in Sudan so he think that Sudan became a good country, but the question is "Most of the Sudanese people want to migrate, why?"&lt;br /&gt;I can answer this question, If you need more than 150$ to study in public school and more for medicine and ….. Which mean that you want more than 1000$ per person every year while your income between 4000 $to 4200$, will you continue in working in Sudan?&lt;br /&gt;After all of this we are facing increment from 50 – 150% in prices, so can I ask where the government support is?&lt;br /&gt; The answer is there is no government support here, the citizen afford all services costs without increment in salaries, so Sudan will never move forward until the government care about citizens and produce all services with its support.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9158170986282929894-741797675785476334?l=shrarh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shrarh.blogspot.com/feeds/741797675785476334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9158170986282929894&amp;postID=741797675785476334&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9158170986282929894/posts/default/741797675785476334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9158170986282929894/posts/default/741797675785476334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shrarh.blogspot.com/2008/06/again-in-sudan.html' title='Again in Sudan'/><author><name>Muhanned</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07076653933955216806</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://shrarh.pbwiki.com/f/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9158170986282929894.post-3315206976279356004</id><published>2008-05-25T08:24:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2008-05-25T08:29:10.613+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally I'm in holiday</title><content type='html'>Hi all sorry for disconnecting for long time. I was so busy last month so I wasn't able to write.&lt;br /&gt;I arrived to KSA yesterday after eight hours of waiting. The weather wasn't good and the Flight was delayed for five hours.&lt;br /&gt;Let's move over services of Saudi Arabia Airlines, after ten minutes of the delay all the service workers came to give the passengers a free meal and excuse them and the internal radio was notifying us every 15 min to tell us about the news of weather .&lt;br /&gt;This thing made us happy and we feel that we are VIP. In Sudan the flights maybe delayed for a day or half, and nobody will tell you why or when the flight will take off, it's normal to see the passengers sleeping on the floor of the Khartoum airport waiting for their flight without  eating anything or knowing when the flight will take off.&lt;br /&gt;What happened yesterday was a great thing from the Saudi airlines. So I hope the Sudan airlines to do like them.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for the Saudi airlines and their customers care department.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9158170986282929894-3315206976279356004?l=shrarh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shrarh.blogspot.com/feeds/3315206976279356004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9158170986282929894&amp;postID=3315206976279356004&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9158170986282929894/posts/default/3315206976279356004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9158170986282929894/posts/default/3315206976279356004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shrarh.blogspot.com/2008/05/finally-im-in-holiday.html' title='Finally I&apos;m in holiday'/><author><name>Muhanned</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07076653933955216806</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://shrarh.pbwiki.com/f/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9158170986282929894.post-6551138617335088612</id><published>2008-04-21T23:59:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2008-04-22T00:01:48.514+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Time to bomb</title><content type='html'>Dear visitors, I'm so sorry for being lazy for this long time, but what to do? it's the life.&lt;br /&gt;Since last month I stood with myself many times to find my way through the darkness life -in Sudan -&lt;br /&gt;Maybe somebody will say that the life is not dark, but it's dark for me.&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't find that way, which can get me out of disappointed life. I lost my study's skills, friends, family,and my mind. I became sad and annoyed from my university and lost the hope in life. All of this because someone has destroyed my life and made it like a hell.&lt;br /&gt;This guy is alluring between friends to separate them from each other. I don't know his purpose, but he success to destroy 4 persons until now. He get speech from his mind and told it to the friends, what make them lost every thing.&lt;br /&gt;I decided to do the same with him, but without saying lies.&lt;br /&gt;I have a voice-call recording for him while he was saying  dirty words to a girl, so I'll send this recording call to the person that he destroyed their lives to show them that he is lying.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9158170986282929894-6551138617335088612?l=shrarh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shrarh.blogspot.com/feeds/6551138617335088612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9158170986282929894&amp;postID=6551138617335088612&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9158170986282929894/posts/default/6551138617335088612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9158170986282929894/posts/default/6551138617335088612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shrarh.blogspot.com/2008/04/time-to-bomb.html' title='Time to bomb'/><author><name>Muhanned</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07076653933955216806</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://shrarh.pbwiki.com/f/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9158170986282929894.post-911045175367240089</id><published>2008-03-06T21:10:00.005+03:00</published><updated>2008-03-10T22:21:04.654+03:00</updated><title type='text'>No for keeping silent</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://tbn0.google.com/images?q=tbn:Mxgj-3JZk83wdM:http://site.despair.com/blog/wp-content/uploads/2007/10/hope.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 151px; height: 127px;" src="http://tbn0.google.com/images?q=tbn:Mxgj-3JZk83wdM:http://site.despair.com/blog/wp-content/uploads/2007/10/hope.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the first time I'm sure that I'm going on the right road. I've never loved before 'casue I don't not believe in it, so I tried to know the meaning of love in Sudan, and I found that the love here is only a game played for a while then finish. I asked many youths about the love in their life. The surprise was in their answers which was: The love is a great thing but if he/she refused to do something for the others he/she can go and nobody will care about him/her!!!&lt;br /&gt;Here is the question. Why we are playing with each other? Why we make every thing a game?&lt;br /&gt;What will happen if we get the real meaning of love?&lt;br /&gt;I think that the life will became better and we will have a good life with each other.&lt;br /&gt;About myself I love everybody around me and deal with them as I want them to deal with me; but every time I discover that they exploit me more and more until I became unusable (As Black-Stone said), So I have to be the one who say no when he want, and say whatever he want; 'cause nobody should control my life and made me (or anybody) a teddy play with it as he like.&lt;br /&gt;This what should happen to everyone who live in Sudan (or any place in the world), everybody live as he want, say what he want, and do whatever he want -but the right things- without caring about what people saying about him.&lt;br /&gt;This maybe make a lot of people angry, but it is what should happen. Until when we will wait for the commands to move? or keep silent while our rights are lost?&lt;br /&gt;We should go out and take our rights and say our opinion without scaring from anybody, or doing what they want; because we have minds to think and eyes to see and decide what is right and what is wrong.&lt;br /&gt;So, I'll start doing this from this moment and the first thing which I'll start with is getting me rights which I lost in the last four years, and show the world that I'm free, nobody can control me....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9158170986282929894-911045175367240089?l=shrarh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shrarh.blogspot.com/feeds/911045175367240089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9158170986282929894&amp;postID=911045175367240089&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9158170986282929894/posts/default/911045175367240089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9158170986282929894/posts/default/911045175367240089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shrarh.blogspot.com/2008/03/no-for-keeping-silent.html' title='No for keeping silent'/><author><name>Muhanned</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07076653933955216806</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://shrarh.pbwiki.com/f/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9158170986282929894.post-4455312850912121846</id><published>2008-02-23T14:18:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2008-03-06T21:21:14.789+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Hungry people</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://tbn0.google.com/images?q=tbn:bwJMsD36kTqOcM:http://clear.msu.edu/dennie/clipart/hungry.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 129px; height: 79px;" src="http://tbn0.google.com/images?q=tbn:bwJMsD36kTqOcM:http://clear.msu.edu/dennie/clipart/hungry.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last month, the government has increased the VAT  3%. Which affect on the prices in Sudan.&lt;br /&gt;The main food of the Sudanese col is the bread which increased 60% !! without any increment in salaries.&lt;br /&gt;Now it's difficult to buy bread and difficult to have 3 meals per the day. The government doesn't supervise on the prices and doesn't care about cols needs. It just care about its members and its self. As result of this increment millions of people will suffer to have a meal per the day; because every thing here is sold for money and nobody has enough money to get his primary needs.&lt;br /&gt;The medical services need money, Your squalors need money to clean, every thing ...&lt;br /&gt;So I found my self asking the youths to migrate from Sudan again.&lt;br /&gt;By the way, yesterday I read advertising about jobs requesting needs experience for 24 years in accounting, and the less experience needs 4 years. Could you believe?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9158170986282929894-4455312850912121846?l=shrarh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shrarh.blogspot.com/feeds/4455312850912121846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9158170986282929894&amp;postID=4455312850912121846&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9158170986282929894/posts/default/4455312850912121846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9158170986282929894/posts/default/4455312850912121846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shrarh.blogspot.com/2008/02/hungry-col.html' title='Hungry people'/><author><name>Muhanned</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07076653933955216806</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://shrarh.pbwiki.com/f/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9158170986282929894.post-3117787265795880012</id><published>2008-02-08T12:24:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2008-02-10T20:53:40.349+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Mistrustful freinds</title><content type='html'>Sorry for being lazy all this time, but what to do it's my study.&lt;br /&gt;These days I'm working on a programming project for the university. As result of my good skills in programming, my friends ask me to help them in their  projects. I don't want to anger anybody so I do my best to help them, but I discovered that there is a game played behind me.&lt;br /&gt;Some of my colleagues tried to exploit me to have a good marks, I can help them but without cheating anybody.&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't stop helping some of my colleague and help others, So I decided to complete the work to its end.&lt;br /&gt;I'm suffering from mistrustful friends near me 'cause of my best friends are so busy these days and I had a problem with one of them 'cause of a dirty game.&lt;br /&gt;Really, I'm alone now because I couldn't trust on anybody except my two dear friends.&lt;br /&gt;I'm sad these days and I'm trying to do my best in study. These conditions made me careless in my study, but now I ignored it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9158170986282929894-3117787265795880012?l=shrarh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shrarh.blogspot.com/feeds/3117787265795880012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9158170986282929894&amp;postID=3117787265795880012&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9158170986282929894/posts/default/3117787265795880012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9158170986282929894/posts/default/3117787265795880012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shrarh.blogspot.com/2008/02/mistrustful-freinds.html' title='Mistrustful freinds'/><author><name>Muhanned</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07076653933955216806</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://shrarh.pbwiki.com/f/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9158170986282929894.post-155289086144202081</id><published>2008-01-07T21:18:00.001+03:00</published><updated>2008-01-14T22:19:42.898+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Pay or die</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoPlainText"&gt;Sorry for being lazy all this time, but what to do it is the university.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoPlainText"&gt;Most of you know that I got the 1&lt;sup&gt;st&lt;/sup&gt; place in my class, and I will not pay this year.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoPlainText"&gt;But, I'm living with the middle level students, where I look and feel what is going on others life.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoPlainText"&gt;On Saturday 29&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt; of December I was in the fees center in our university. I went with dear friend to try to pay part of his fee.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoPlainText"&gt;While I was waiting for my turn, there were two students in front of me having the same case of my friend. Every one of them was have 58% from his fee. The accountant who called Khalid solved their problem. But when we asked him to do the same solution for us (we was have 81% of the fee) he refused and said "I'll never do that, pay 100&amp;amp; or don't study here!!!"&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoPlainText"&gt;Now I think that there is a secret here, why he did that?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoPlainText"&gt;After me he refused more than 3 students requests and their families were sad.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoPlainText"&gt;I returned to him and tried again, but he told me that he does what he likes and if I talked to him again here will ask security men to knock me out!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoPlainText"&gt;I got the money for my friend to keep him in university. But what we can do about this life, if you want to study you should pay, if you want to get medical services you should pay, if you want to live in your house you should pay, if you want to do any thing you should pay!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoPlainText"&gt;If you haven't money just die and no one will care about you…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoPlainText"&gt;What we can do but this is Sudan, where you should pay or die…&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9158170986282929894-155289086144202081?l=shrarh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shrarh.blogspot.com/feeds/155289086144202081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9158170986282929894&amp;postID=155289086144202081&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9158170986282929894/posts/default/155289086144202081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9158170986282929894/posts/default/155289086144202081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shrarh.blogspot.com/2008/01/pay-or-die.html' title='Pay or die'/><author><name>Muhanned</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07076653933955216806</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://shrarh.pbwiki.com/f/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9158170986282929894.post-6250270040537777617</id><published>2008-01-07T21:16:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2008-01-14T22:19:21.609+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Never be weak</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoPlainText"&gt;Finally I discovered what was making me disappointed. It was me!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoPlainText"&gt;I was caring about other's opinions and looked for their view about me, but I discover that it was wrong to live under their supervision.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoPlainText"&gt;Now I broke this rule and decide to live my life as I want not as others want, because it's mine.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoPlainText"&gt;If I care about their speech I'll never go on in my life. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoPlainText"&gt;In Sudan every body want to control&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;and order you to do what he want, so if you do they will leave you safe, but if you don't you will live a hard life until you do.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoPlainText"&gt;This time I decide to challenge myself and the community to live better life in bad conditions. I'm asking myself why I was weak as Sudanese citizen – not all – and give up to others.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoPlainText"&gt;What will happen if anybody live as he want – with religious customs - ?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoPlainText"&gt;It will be better if we do, Right?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9158170986282929894-6250270040537777617?l=shrarh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shrarh.blogspot.com/feeds/6250270040537777617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9158170986282929894&amp;postID=6250270040537777617&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9158170986282929894/posts/default/6250270040537777617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9158170986282929894/posts/default/6250270040537777617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shrarh.blogspot.com/2008/01/never-be-weak.html' title='Never be weak'/><author><name>Muhanned</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07076653933955216806</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://shrarh.pbwiki.com/f/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9158170986282929894.post-7146713017499563267</id><published>2007-12-10T17:37:00.001+03:00</published><updated>2008-01-14T22:56:13.172+03:00</updated><title type='text'>The medical clinic of our university</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;Here I am again with another problem in the medical field, but this time with our medical clinic.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;All of the students - of our university - don't trust on the doctor of the medical clinic, because he doesn't attend on his time and doesn't care about the student health. If you went to him he transfers you to near hospital simply...&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;I went to the clinic to seal the medical report to give it to registrer of our college, but he wasn't there. They asked me to come back after hour, I went and came back, but again he wasn't there they told me that he is near from the clinic. I waited for 10 min and he came. He asked me "What do you want?" I said "I have medical report and want to seal it" he said" O.K, give it to me"&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;I had my purpose, but how we can live without time?!&lt;span dir="rtl" lang="AR-SA"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9158170986282929894-7146713017499563267?l=shrarh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shrarh.blogspot.com/feeds/7146713017499563267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9158170986282929894&amp;postID=7146713017499563267&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9158170986282929894/posts/default/7146713017499563267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9158170986282929894/posts/default/7146713017499563267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shrarh.blogspot.com/2007/12/medical-clinc-of-our-university.html' title='The medical clinic of our university'/><author><name>Muhanned</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07076653933955216806</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://shrarh.pbwiki.com/f/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9158170986282929894.post-2776608063688266893</id><published>2007-12-10T17:37:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2008-01-14T22:56:23.217+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Suffring in order to obtain medical report</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://tbn0.google.com/images?q=tbn:ULP2oEY1dK6ViM:http://img256.imageshack.us/img256/2088/doctor2214627c9qk8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 89px; height: 157px;" src="http://tbn0.google.com/images?q=tbn:ULP2oEY1dK6ViM:http://img256.imageshack.us/img256/2088/doctor2214627c9qk8.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;Again, I'm going to write about medical field in Sudan, because the Sudanese citizens suffer from this field more and more...&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;Yesterday, I felt tired and I decide to go to hospital. I chose a private hospital because they look after their patients opposite the public hospital.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;The doctor told me that I have malaria and typhoid and I should sleep for three days. He gave me a medical report, but the clinic of our university doesn't accept medical reports from private hospitals.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;I went to the public hospital to get medical report, but they told me that I should come at the next day because the doctor is not here! I went home and came back today, but they asked me to wait for an hour to meet the doctor, I waited him for 83 min and at last I met him. He asked me to get paper because there are no papers in the hospital!! I got the paper and came back, but the doctor was left!! I asked "where is the doctor?" they said "He went to take his breakfast with his father"!!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;Finally, I found the doctor but he told me that his secretary is not here and the seal is with her...&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;I lost hope and went to another public hospital, but the same problem was waiting me there - the doctor isn't there- .&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;I waited for 46 min to meet him, then he asked me to pay 15 SDP (7.32$) to get the medical report!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;I paid it and got the paper, but the doctor was not in his place again! I went to the secretary and sealed the paper without signature and went home!!!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;After this sad story, I arrived to important point which is "The ministry of health doesn't supervise on the work of its hospitals"&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;And this is dangrous thing.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;Does this happen in your countries?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9158170986282929894-2776608063688266893?l=shrarh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shrarh.blogspot.com/feeds/2776608063688266893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9158170986282929894&amp;postID=2776608063688266893&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9158170986282929894/posts/default/2776608063688266893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9158170986282929894/posts/default/2776608063688266893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shrarh.blogspot.com/2007/12/suffring-in-order-to-obtain-medical.html' title='Suffring in order to obtain medical report'/><author><name>Muhanned</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07076653933955216806</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://shrarh.pbwiki.com/f/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9158170986282929894.post-7948059944486184761</id><published>2007-12-09T23:20:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2008-01-14T22:56:50.577+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Candor is wrong?!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;These days the true friendship became rare. I look for friends, but I still have only two.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;Last few days, I did many mistakes with them, but they understood my case 'cause I wasn't normal for 3 weeks. Here I got sure that they are true friends, because if they wasn't there will never forgive me.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;During a journey to the forest of alsunnut, I knew more things about friendship in Sudan. I discovered that most of the nearest persons are cheating you!!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;Thier speech is good in front of you, but when you turn your bake they rotate their speech 180 degrees.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;I collected all of our friends and asked them to speak frankly, and finish all of our problems.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;But they escaped from the conference quietly and refuse to talk!!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;Two days later, they talk about me, they said "Muhanned wants to make problems between us, he is a liar, he wants to split us ...etc"&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;I ignored them and keep silent to hold my relation on, but I don't like this way in living. I like to hear opinions of others about me directly from them to try to fix the problems. I just want everybody to tell me about my disadvantages on my face - not to tell other about it-.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;Now I'll ask my two real friends about my disadvantages, because their opinions are enough to make me a good man...&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;What about your opinions?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9158170986282929894-7948059944486184761?l=shrarh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shrarh.blogspot.com/feeds/7948059944486184761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9158170986282929894&amp;postID=7948059944486184761&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9158170986282929894/posts/default/7948059944486184761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9158170986282929894/posts/default/7948059944486184761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shrarh.blogspot.com/2007/12/candor-is-wrong.html' title='Candor is wrong?!'/><author><name>Muhanned</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07076653933955216806</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://shrarh.pbwiki.com/f/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9158170986282929894.post-11008031882562928</id><published>2007-11-10T20:18:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2008-01-14T22:57:01.104+03:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm feeling alone!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_iGU3RSip6U0/RzXouvVScVI/AAAAAAAAADE/qI3R8rfVHNU/s1600-h/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_iGU3RSip6U0/RzXouvVScVI/AAAAAAAAADE/qI3R8rfVHNU/s320/2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131263240135930194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:10;" &gt;This is the second time that I feel sad. The last semester the collage administrator transferred me to another group, but teacher Hala made a surprise&lt;br /&gt;for me by transferring me to my first group. Today they transfer me to the third group, which I'm not interested in.&lt;br /&gt;This time I want to do this thing by myself.&lt;br /&gt;In this group I have problems with many students, so I couldn't study with them. I'm not in good mood these days, and after this transmission it became worst...&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why they transferred my name to this group exactly, but this thing is so bad to me. Tomorrow I'll go to the administrator office, because I'll bomb if I don't back to my group.&lt;br /&gt;In my first group I feel safe and I don't scare from any thing. The third group is not good, because many of repeat students are study in, and its trouble is more than other groups.&lt;br /&gt;Today, I wasn't able to control myself. I became angry many times and I broke many glasses in my home.&lt;br /&gt;My mood is so bad and tomorrow will be titled (Dead or live), I'll decide how to live with this bad community.&lt;br /&gt;By the way, last time I got out of University with a policeman, because I felt in problem with two of the students that study in this group and the security-men was looking at me.&lt;br /&gt;So I feel that I'm in danger in this group, and I'll never study with them even I leave the University.&lt;br /&gt;I just want you to pray for me to solve this problem and make my future brightness...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9158170986282929894-11008031882562928?l=shrarh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shrarh.blogspot.com/feeds/11008031882562928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9158170986282929894&amp;postID=11008031882562928&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9158170986282929894/posts/default/11008031882562928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9158170986282929894/posts/default/11008031882562928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shrarh.blogspot.com/2007/11/im-feeling-alone.html' title='I&apos;m feeling alone!'/><author><name>Muhanned</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07076653933955216806</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://shrarh.pbwiki.com/f/1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_iGU3RSip6U0/RzXouvVScVI/AAAAAAAAADE/qI3R8rfVHNU/s72-c/2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9158170986282929894.post-2370673459440669341</id><published>2007-11-08T13:42:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2008-01-16T23:51:33.677+03:00</updated><title type='text'>When your life controlled</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_iGU3RSip6U0/RzLogPVScUI/AAAAAAAAAC8/HGUf1xIGYzc/s1600-h/14.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_iGU3RSip6U0/RzLogPVScUI/AAAAAAAAAC8/HGUf1xIGYzc/s320/14.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130418566097695042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;font-size:100%;" &gt;Really, I'm sorry for writing this topic but I couldn't afford my sensitive.&lt;br /&gt;I'm so sad 'cause I fell in this thing, but I wasn't able to control my self.&lt;br /&gt;I made a mistake when I tried to be near from my dearest friends. I made many problems for them with their families, because I can't lie!!&lt;br /&gt;I love to be known for all of my friends family, but they comparing between my living level and their, and there is more things.&lt;br /&gt;At the latest days I was so near from losing a friend, not because I or he wants but because his uncle wants!&lt;br /&gt;I know his dad and mum and they respecting me because they know who I am. His uncle became angry because he didn't know me and he said he should know every friend of his brother's son!&lt;br /&gt;Why I don't know, but really this is bad thing. I met him and asked about the reason he said" No matter, I just want this".&lt;br /&gt;Now I deiced to give my friend the choice to finish this problem. If he choose to separate from me I'll be normal (as possible as I can), If not I'll be very happy.&lt;br /&gt;Now, I couldn't understand why our uncles and aunts control our lives while our parents alive and we do the right thing?!&lt;br /&gt;And why we should listen to them while we listen to our parents?&lt;br /&gt;I think this thing will make us controlled for the rest of our lives, but what to do this are the traditions and customs...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9158170986282929894-2370673459440669341?l=shrarh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shrarh.blogspot.com/feeds/2370673459440669341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9158170986282929894&amp;postID=2370673459440669341&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9158170986282929894/posts/default/2370673459440669341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9158170986282929894/posts/default/2370673459440669341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shrarh.blogspot.com/2007/11/when-your-life-controlled.html' title='When your life controlled'/><author><name>Muhanned</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07076653933955216806</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://shrarh.pbwiki.com/f/1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_iGU3RSip6U0/RzLogPVScUI/AAAAAAAAAC8/HGUf1xIGYzc/s72-c/14.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9158170986282929894.post-6582111629409367938</id><published>2007-11-08T13:35:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2008-01-17T00:09:42.068+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Football in Sudan</title><content type='html'>&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_iGU3RSip6U0/RzLn8_VScTI/AAAAAAAAAC0/HDsANOY6tyA/s1600-h/13.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_iGU3RSip6U0/RzLn8_VScTI/AAAAAAAAAC0/HDsANOY6tyA/s320/13.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130417960507306290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;h3 style="font-weight: normal; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;This time I'm going to write about the most famous sport in the world, but I'll write about its part here in Sudan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;The football is the loveliest sport for Sudanese. They start playing football&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;when they become two or three year old! There are many organized yards and matches in every location in Sudan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;But about the Sudanese teams we have 18 teams in the top level, maybe there is nobody knows the third of them&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;but all of us know the two great teams (Al-marikh and Al-hilal).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;At this year we noticed that the Sudanese football teams are improved, because the Sudan national team will play In African Cup&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;after 32 year from the last cup!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Really, this thing became from the Sudanese team (Al-marikh and Al-hilal), Al-marikh is playing the final of Confederation cup of Africa and Al-hilal is playing for the third place&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;of Africa champions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;When the teams win all of Sudanese people celebrating until the morning, but at latest time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Al-marikh has lost 4-2 and the Hilal's people has celebrated by this lost!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Really, we want to see our national team in the world cup 'cause of this improvement...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9158170986282929894-6582111629409367938?l=shrarh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shrarh.blogspot.com/feeds/6582111629409367938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9158170986282929894&amp;postID=6582111629409367938&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9158170986282929894/posts/default/6582111629409367938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9158170986282929894/posts/default/6582111629409367938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shrarh.blogspot.com/2007/11/football-in-sudan.html' title='Football in Sudan'/><author><name>Muhanned</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07076653933955216806</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://shrarh.pbwiki.com/f/1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_iGU3RSip6U0/RzLn8_VScTI/AAAAAAAAAC0/HDsANOY6tyA/s72-c/13.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9158170986282929894.post-7454075212040132136</id><published>2007-11-05T20:38:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2008-01-14T22:58:01.013+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Showing the meaning of life</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_iGU3RSip6U0/Ry9azEAsnvI/AAAAAAAAACs/tEeN_ZMGn7Y/s1600-h/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_iGU3RSip6U0/Ry9azEAsnvI/AAAAAAAAACs/tEeN_ZMGn7Y/s320/1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129418333894778610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;Here I am again, I'm really happy to start writing again.&lt;br /&gt;This time I came back with much of hope, I recharge my soul by faith and happiness to get a good life.&lt;br /&gt;Really, I'm so lucky 'cause I have many persons near me helping me to keep alive.&lt;br /&gt;I stopped writing 'cause I lost the hope of life, but today I want to live more and more.&lt;br /&gt;My dear teacher and mother Hala stands by me in every thing I ask for. And my dearest friend Muhanned - God blessed him- has give me hope to live.&lt;br /&gt;At the third level there are two ladies helping me as possible as they can. One of them is Aisha,&lt;br /&gt;she is my college, I respect her more than any one in the college 'cause of her ethics.&lt;br /&gt;The second is Hind which I met her during my work in the web. She has awesome mind helping her to keep her friends happy.&lt;br /&gt;I'm really so lucky by having this group of friends and mother. If I collect the world's treasure it will never equal 1% of these people.&lt;br /&gt;So I will not thank them for being there for me, because I think that they and me are one person&lt;br /&gt;nothing will separate us specially teacher Hala because I want her to be my mother in law ;)&lt;br /&gt;Finally, I knew the meaning of life 'cause of this group and I'm asking God to hold them on for me.&lt;br /&gt;NOTE:&lt;br /&gt;This doesn't mean that there is nobody else in my life, but this is the most effective people in my life...&lt;br /&gt;Waiting for comments...&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9158170986282929894-7454075212040132136?l=shrarh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shrarh.blogspot.com/feeds/7454075212040132136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9158170986282929894&amp;postID=7454075212040132136&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9158170986282929894/posts/default/7454075212040132136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9158170986282929894/posts/default/7454075212040132136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shrarh.blogspot.com/2007/11/showing-meaning-of-life.html' title='Showing the meaning of life'/><author><name>Muhanned</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07076653933955216806</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://shrarh.pbwiki.com/f/1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_iGU3RSip6U0/Ry9azEAsnvI/AAAAAAAAACs/tEeN_ZMGn7Y/s72-c/1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9158170986282929894.post-4927100459276939392</id><published>2007-10-18T10:46:00.001+03:00</published><updated>2008-01-14T22:58:17.795+03:00</updated><title type='text'>My blog will be paused</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_iGU3RSip6U0/RxcPf9D-CTI/AAAAAAAAACk/Pc-MQ1r5oZ4/s1600-h/image.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_iGU3RSip6U0/RxcPf9D-CTI/AAAAAAAAACk/Pc-MQ1r5oZ4/s320/image.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122580142798801202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;Dear Visitors,&lt;br /&gt;I'm so sorry for writing this news, but it is better to me.&lt;br /&gt;I'll stop writing for 30 days starting from today, because I have many things to do in my life.&lt;br /&gt;Really, I have many problems to solve. I just want to change my life to better.&lt;br /&gt;My dear friends (Teacher Hala, Muhanned, Hind, Aisha, Yohana, Haneen ...etc),&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry for this thing, but I should do that to have a good life and become relaxed.&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for all visitors...&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9158170986282929894-4927100459276939392?l=shrarh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shrarh.blogspot.com/feeds/4927100459276939392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9158170986282929894&amp;postID=4927100459276939392&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9158170986282929894/posts/default/4927100459276939392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9158170986282929894/posts/default/4927100459276939392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shrarh.blogspot.com/2007/10/my-blog-will-be-paused.html' title='My blog will be paused'/><author><name>Muhanned</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07076653933955216806</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://shrarh.pbwiki.com/f/1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_iGU3RSip6U0/RxcPf9D-CTI/AAAAAAAAACk/Pc-MQ1r5oZ4/s72-c/image.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9158170986282929894.post-4958759342430425109</id><published>2007-10-08T09:29:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2008-01-16T23:57:07.822+03:00</updated><title type='text'>I want to be killed</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_iGU3RSip6U0/RwnP9wnanhI/AAAAAAAAACc/0ElSyv7nQ2U/s1600-h/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_iGU3RSip6U0/RwnP9wnanhI/AAAAAAAAACc/0ElSyv7nQ2U/s320/images.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118851111412473362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;Hi all,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;Sorry for being lazy for long time, but what to do I’m so tired.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;These days I’m facing more than one problem in my life. My study has been done perfectly, but my life is not going good. I troubled my dearest friends and my family is going to destroyed, every thing is bad with me.&lt;br /&gt;The most that discomforted me is the interference of others in my life. I contented that I should do the best to keep my self alive in this country which resemble the hell, but the people here will never stop trying to destroy others life for their own purpose.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;Everybody want to have a good life by destroying others life. I’m living with my sister her in Sudan ‘because my family is living in Saudi Arabia. My sister, my uncles, my aunts and every body is trying to change my life – most of them to worst -.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;Here you cannot live as you want –even it was good or bad – every thing will be overseen.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;Now I’m going to be bombed because of all these stresses, so I want to ask you one of these things:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;* Advice me &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;OR&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:10;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;* Kill me …&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:14;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9158170986282929894-4958759342430425109?l=shrarh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shrarh.blogspot.com/feeds/4958759342430425109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9158170986282929894&amp;postID=4958759342430425109&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9158170986282929894/posts/default/4958759342430425109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9158170986282929894/posts/default/4958759342430425109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shrarh.blogspot.com/2007/10/i-want-to-be-killed.html' title='I want to be killed'/><author><name>Muhanned</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07076653933955216806</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://shrarh.pbwiki.com/f/1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_iGU3RSip6U0/RwnP9wnanhI/AAAAAAAAACc/0ElSyv7nQ2U/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9158170986282929894.post-6369257650317123499</id><published>2007-09-24T14:21:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2008-01-16T23:57:25.769+03:00</updated><title type='text'>The social relations in Sudan</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_iGU3RSip6U0/RvjV625zu0I/AAAAAAAAACU/7XHmCM5CpDQ/s1600-h/21.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_iGU3RSip6U0/RvjV625zu0I/AAAAAAAAACU/7XHmCM5CpDQ/s320/21.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114072584026307394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoPlainText"&gt;Maybe this is the only good thing I found in Sudan, the Sudanese people shows good communication between each other, they build perfect community to make our generations connected together.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoPlainText"&gt;Our grandfathers and mothers taught us how to keep the good relation with our families and communities, because they believe that there is nothing better more …&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoPlainText"&gt;When the person get sick they co-operate to make him good, when he get married they help him to have a good life – as their life - , when somebody died they prepare every thing for solace, … ,and so…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Maybe this make Sudan livable place and referring a good view about the life in, but we still dreeing from the bad living level which laid on us. So we still search for a way to get us out of this darkness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p class="MsoPlainText"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9158170986282929894-6369257650317123499?l=shrarh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shrarh.blogspot.com/feeds/6369257650317123499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9158170986282929894&amp;postID=6369257650317123499&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9158170986282929894/posts/default/6369257650317123499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9158170986282929894/posts/default/6369257650317123499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shrarh.blogspot.com/2007/09/social-relations-in-sudan.html' title='The social relations in Sudan'/><author><name>Muhanned</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07076653933955216806</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://shrarh.pbwiki.com/f/1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_iGU3RSip6U0/RvjV625zu0I/AAAAAAAAACU/7XHmCM5CpDQ/s72-c/21.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9158170986282929894.post-3302762589367171217</id><published>2007-09-16T12:26:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2008-01-14T22:10:59.587+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Abuse of authority</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoPlainText"&gt;I’m here again with this sensitive topic, I paused for long time ‘because I didn’t find real topic to write, but now this is real story happened in Sudan:&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoPlainText"&gt;One day while I was talking with a friend she told me that there is somebody discomforting her by phone. I asked her about the number and start searching for owner.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoPlainText"&gt;The owner was a policeman – as he said- and he sent me impendence, asking me to be away from his way to keep myself safe!!!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoPlainText"&gt;I asked another police-man, he told me that there is many dirty ways to put you in arresting.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoPlainText"&gt;But if I have a colonel (or higher) in the police, he can solve the problem and convert me to be pretender and I can arrest him by many accusations!!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoPlainText"&gt;This was a surprise because if all this speech is right, this is mean that we are in forest (the strong eat the weak)! And it means that there is no law control this country.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoPlainText"&gt;I know that this topic will make bugging to many persons, but there truth should be clear.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoPlainText"&gt;This explains a simple case of abusing authority and there is more cases happened here. The policeman can do every thing he likes without any speering and the col is the damaged.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:100%;"  &gt;This not means that all the policemen are bad, but the most are.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9158170986282929894-3302762589367171217?l=shrarh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shrarh.blogspot.com/feeds/3302762589367171217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9158170986282929894&amp;postID=3302762589367171217&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9158170986282929894/posts/default/3302762589367171217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9158170986282929894/posts/default/3302762589367171217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shrarh.blogspot.com/2007/09/abuse-of-authority.html' title='Abuse of authority'/><author><name>Muhanned</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07076653933955216806</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://shrarh.pbwiki.com/f/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9158170986282929894.post-3826511272726440994</id><published>2007-09-08T20:40:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2008-01-14T22:08:56.949+03:00</updated><title type='text'>The best thing in Sudan</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoPlainText"&gt;First time I feel that there is something good in Sudan. Yesterday while I was staying in front of our shop, I saw my old neighbor Hassan came to me. He told me that he has rent the house next to mine.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoPlainText"&gt;All of youth in my location stood up and within 30 min his furniture was in truck, but when we arrived home the house owner refuse to give us the keys of house he said “This house had rent to another person”! &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoPlainText"&gt;At that moment all of our neighbor (men – women – and kids) was attend, they became angry and tell the house-owner that they will never let him live with them; because the old neighbor lived in this location for 30 years.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoPlainText"&gt;Finally he accept but he asked he to pay rental of the next 3 months cash and now, within 10 min the rental was collected and all the neighbors refused to take the money from the old neighbor!!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoPlainText"&gt;This was first time I see a serious collective work and I hope to see it more and more…&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9158170986282929894-3826511272726440994?l=shrarh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shrarh.blogspot.com/feeds/3826511272726440994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9158170986282929894&amp;postID=3826511272726440994&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9158170986282929894/posts/default/3826511272726440994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9158170986282929894/posts/default/3826511272726440994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shrarh.blogspot.com/2007/09/best-thing-in-sudan.html' title='The best thing in Sudan'/><author><name>Muhanned</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07076653933955216806</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://shrarh.pbwiki.com/f/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9158170986282929894.post-8978610291052718440</id><published>2007-09-08T20:39:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2008-01-14T22:08:21.420+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Exploitation with the name of love</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoPlainText"&gt;This is another topic about love. These days I haven’t any work and I just sitting with the youth of my location and heard their stories, I don’t know if I can make a difference in their life or not but I’m trying. I looked for a topic from their stories and I found this topic is the most important one.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoPlainText"&gt;Here in Sudan – I don’t if this is happening with others – the youth look for the other sex in streets, Universities, schools, and parties. They just tried to exploit them to get their dirty targets; I asked them how do you do that? They said “by cheating them with the name of the love”! &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoPlainText"&gt;Now the love became a game, everybody has his target to love for. Really I don’t believe in love and I haven’t loved any lady before. So I couldn’t know how the feel of love and how they used it as avenue to cheat.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoPlainText"&gt;We – Me, Muhanned, and Aisha - have the same opinion in this case we believe that the love cannot be like friendship relation. The friendship relation is stronger than it.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;;"&gt;So we hold on each other for all this time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9158170986282929894-8978610291052718440?l=shrarh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shrarh.blogspot.com/feeds/8978610291052718440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9158170986282929894&amp;postID=8978610291052718440&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9158170986282929894/posts/default/8978610291052718440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9158170986282929894/posts/default/8978610291052718440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shrarh.blogspot.com/2007/09/exploitation-with-name-of-love.html' title='Exploitation with the name of love'/><author><name>Muhanned</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07076653933955216806</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://shrarh.pbwiki.com/f/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9158170986282929894.post-7649286715788249923</id><published>2007-08-24T12:58:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2008-01-14T22:07:51.785+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Real love</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_iGU3RSip6U0/Rs6sjsHOBII/AAAAAAAAACM/ltUicEFaMfM/s1600-h/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_iGU3RSip6U0/Rs6sjsHOBII/AAAAAAAAACM/ltUicEFaMfM/s320/2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102205156994188418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoPlainText"&gt;I was scared about writing in the romantic side in our country, but yesterday while I was at Abood Park with my location guys, I discovered that most of the romantic relations are big lies.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoPlainText"&gt;While we were staying in the center of the park, there were three ladies crossed by us. All of them stood and said “WOW”, I said “what is going on?” they didn’t answer me and just run behind them. I turned around my self, and then I discover that I was alone.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoPlainText"&gt;Ten minutes later they came back with phone numbers and they said “now we can make they love us”!! Can I ask how you can cheat somebody and get relaxed?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoPlainText"&gt;I sat alone and think about what they had done, I find every thing is wrong (my friends- the ladies – and the families of them). How can we find the real love through these lies, and how can we trust on the other sex to give him/her our love?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoPlainText"&gt;I saw many people do that, but I couldn’t understand why they do that, and what is their target?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoPlainText"&gt;Now I realized that they just want to spend their time and play by feels of others.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoPlainText"&gt;They don’t care about what will happen after the game finish, and what will happen to the other person who –maybe- really love him/her. Actually they haven’t hearts to love with; they just kill their feels and destroy others…&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoPlainText"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style="color:green;"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9158170986282929894-7649286715788249923?l=shrarh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shrarh.blogspot.com/feeds/7649286715788249923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9158170986282929894&amp;postID=7649286715788249923&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9158170986282929894/posts/default/7649286715788249923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9158170986282929894/posts/default/7649286715788249923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shrarh.blogspot.com/2007/08/real-love.html' title='Real love'/><author><name>Muhanned</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07076653933955216806</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://shrarh.pbwiki.com/f/1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_iGU3RSip6U0/Rs6sjsHOBII/AAAAAAAAACM/ltUicEFaMfM/s72-c/2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9158170986282929894.post-1535264717834146054</id><published>2007-08-22T19:31:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2008-01-16T23:58:25.638+03:00</updated><title type='text'>The big success</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_iGU3RSip6U0/Rsxmc8HOBHI/AAAAAAAAACE/l6u6wQpr-JM/s1600-h/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_iGU3RSip6U0/Rsxmc8HOBHI/AAAAAAAAACE/l6u6wQpr-JM/s320/1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101565125262705778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoPlainText"&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoPlainText"&gt;Today, I’m very glad ‘because I got my result from my college, now I can’t describe my feel.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:100%;"  &gt;I got the FIRST place of 350 students in the college! When teacher Hala told me that I should get the first place I laughed because I was in bad mood,&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;my social relations wasn’t good, and my study was lost, but when she said&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; “ &lt;a href="http://shrarh.pbwiki.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;you can get the first place&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;”, &lt;/span&gt;I felt that she is right.&lt;br /&gt;I did every thing I could and study hard.&lt;br /&gt;Now the dream came true, I got 3.80 out of 4 and I got (A) in the English language which mean that all of you helped me to get this success, so I want to thank all of you for your helps and special thanks to the great teacher who taught me how to live, study, and make the success.  &lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:100%;"  &gt;She changed my world and made differences in my life; I feel that if I collect world’s treasure they will never give me which she gave me. So thanks for being my inspiration, mother, and everything…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9158170986282929894-1535264717834146054?l=shrarh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shrarh.blogspot.com/feeds/1535264717834146054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9158170986282929894&amp;postID=1535264717834146054&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9158170986282929894/posts/default/1535264717834146054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9158170986282929894/posts/default/1535264717834146054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shrarh.blogspot.com/2007/08/big-success.html' title='The big success'/><author><name>Muhanned</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07076653933955216806</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://shrarh.pbwiki.com/f/1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_iGU3RSip6U0/Rsxmc8HOBHI/AAAAAAAAACE/l6u6wQpr-JM/s72-c/1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9158170986282929894.post-7604751935135822072</id><published>2007-08-15T20:17:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2008-01-14T22:04:56.001+03:00</updated><title type='text'>The wrongs</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoPlainText"&gt;Today I can't afford to write about the thing that always I scared from.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoPlainText"&gt;The wrongs that happened her in Sudan at all its types (medical - educational - etc …)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoPlainText"&gt;Today I was surprised by big mistake which put me at the 3rd place of the classes.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoPlainText"&gt;I did the exam of the Islamic culture but when I saw the result I found that I failed in it!! &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoPlainText"&gt;When I went to headmaster office he tell me that maybe there is wrong in the result so I should write a request to fix it.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoPlainText"&gt;The wrong was form the teacher she didn’t put my mark at the paper of the result which means that I didn’t do the exam!!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoPlainText"&gt;Now I’m trying to fix this problem to get my real place…&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9158170986282929894-7604751935135822072?l=shrarh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shrarh.blogspot.com/feeds/7604751935135822072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9158170986282929894&amp;postID=7604751935135822072&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9158170986282929894/posts/default/7604751935135822072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9158170986282929894/posts/default/7604751935135822072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shrarh.blogspot.com/2007/08/wrongs.html' title='The wrongs'/><author><name>Muhanned</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07076653933955216806</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://shrarh.pbwiki.com/f/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9158170986282929894.post-811083920034220788</id><published>2007-07-29T12:28:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2008-01-14T22:03:40.491+03:00</updated><title type='text'>How</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoPlainText"&gt;with Every day passes I discover that my life is going to abysm, no one helps me to change the life and every word I said or wrote was instant problem.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoPlainText"&gt;I wrote a topic -if you noticed – titled (Admitting guilt) but after two hours somebody called me and asked me to change this topic ‘cause it affronted him! &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoPlainText"&gt;Can any body tell me what I should do in this case?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoPlainText"&gt;I thought for two days and I decided to ask the person who I wrote for, she told me that she didn’t want me to barging myself in a problem ‘cause of her. So I deleted that topic to keep myself in safe side.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoPlainText"&gt;Two days later I said a sentence to my friends (The real friends are few these days). Now they are angry, they said “Muhanned is calumnious and non-social”!!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoPlainText"&gt;Who can believe that the right word will be the wrong if your community didn’t accept it?!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoPlainText"&gt;Now I’m trying to make a difference in my world as I learned from my great teacher but I need a help to do that quickly, if I didn’t, everything will changed to hell. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoPlainText"&gt;I have a big problem and I couldn’t solve it, my problem is I can’t control myself when I been angry. I see that this is the only one thing that couldn’t solve lonely.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoPlainText"&gt;Do you think that this problem will be solved?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoPlainText"&gt;I think yes, but how can I do this in this dirty country that didn’t respect citizens’ opinions?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoPlainText"&gt;This word is a big problem (how), if I find the answer from you I’ll solve my problem and change my home-country to better, but who can answer me?! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9158170986282929894-811083920034220788?l=shrarh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shrarh.blogspot.com/feeds/811083920034220788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9158170986282929894&amp;postID=811083920034220788&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9158170986282929894/posts/default/811083920034220788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9158170986282929894/posts/default/811083920034220788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shrarh.blogspot.com/2007/07/how.html' title='How'/><author><name>Muhanned</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07076653933955216806</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://shrarh.pbwiki.com/f/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9158170986282929894.post-286087726683239837</id><published>2007-07-18T14:36:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2008-01-14T22:03:08.122+03:00</updated><title type='text'>The death is free</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://shrarh.pbwiki.com/f/Scan0001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 104px; height: 98px;" src="http://shrarh.pbwiki.com/f/Scan0001.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);" href="http://shrarh.pbwiki.com/f/Scan0001.JPG"&gt;  &lt;/a&gt;&lt;p class="MsoPlainText"&gt;This topic is related with the topic that I wrote "The lost medical service". I'll just translate it to English language:&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoPlainText"&gt;"There is no thing stranger in this title if you hear this story which not shows the humanity in our world or in animal's world. The veterinaries care about animals and any creature with humanity.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoPlainText"&gt;On Wednesday 9th of May "Egbal Ibraheim Ali" called from "Um Bada (A place in Khartoum)" (the program of Sudan This morning). She was crying and she said" My sister was in bad health and it was 2 a.m. on Wednesday morning. I moved her hardly in this time to emergency hospital of "Umdorman". They put her in accidents section then the contrapuntal doctor moved her to surgery section in the 3rd floor. The sickness became hard for her and her mouth filled by expectorating. A nurse came and told me that she needs oxygen but there is no oxygen in the hospital ".&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoPlainText"&gt;"Egbal" continued and cried "I said what I should do? I returned to accidents section and I found the contrapuntal doctor of esoteric who came up and commanded to move her to esoteric section. I went to accidents section and asked movement form from section to another but they refused and said "This was shall happen from beginning ".&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoPlainText"&gt;"Egbal" ran quickly to bring bandoleer but the responsible of the bandoleers said "We come up the patients&lt;span style=""&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;but we don't come down them" and the time was going. She climbed the stairs to her sick sister, she was shout "Ya abo morowa (a sentence used for asking SOS).&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoPlainText"&gt;The patients of 3rd floor carried her by their hands instead of the bandoleer and came down the stairs of the three floors to the esoteric section. She knocked all the doors at the hospital even the doctor who moved her to esoteric section she didn't find him. The time was going and it looked that "Egbal" was alone. At 10 o'clock she blow up in crying and said “My sister died “…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;;"&gt;Now you can judge if I said the truth or no. To confirm this story I attached a copy of the topic &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);" href="http://shrarh.pbwiki.com/f/Scan0001.JPG"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt; but it's in Arabic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9158170986282929894-286087726683239837?l=shrarh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shrarh.blogspot.com/feeds/286087726683239837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9158170986282929894&amp;postID=286087726683239837&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9158170986282929894/posts/default/286087726683239837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9158170986282929894/posts/default/286087726683239837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shrarh.blogspot.com/2007/07/death-is-free.html' title='The death is free'/><author><name>Muhanned</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07076653933955216806</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://shrarh.pbwiki.com/f/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9158170986282929894.post-800215168236576314</id><published>2007-07-01T10:59:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2008-01-14T22:01:51.062+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Looking for a  comfortable life</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_iGU3RSip6U0/Rodgie5IHvI/AAAAAAAAABw/cfsxC9h7cJI/s1600-h/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_iGU3RSip6U0/Rodgie5IHvI/AAAAAAAAABw/cfsxC9h7cJI/s320/images.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082136850035384050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;p class="MsoPlainText"&gt;All of us know that we need a comfortable life to develop and keep our countries and communities settled. So we work to supply our countries by primary services like settled electricity, drinkable water, medical service, and a good education.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoPlainText"&gt;If we lost these services we will never be able to develop or discover any thing.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoPlainText"&gt;In Sudan all of these services is not good the electricity is cut from eight to nine hours in the day without reasons, the water is not drinkable because it is mixed with filth’s' water and it sells for high price, the medical services is lost, and the education is not available for each person because it's expensive.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoPlainText"&gt;How can we have a comfortable life without primary services? What we should do to save these services?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoPlainText"&gt;In my opinion it need a long time to fix these services and starting develop Sudan but how?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoPlainText"&gt;This is the problem...&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:10;"  &gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9158170986282929894-800215168236576314?l=shrarh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shrarh.blogspot.com/feeds/800215168236576314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9158170986282929894&amp;postID=800215168236576314&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9158170986282929894/posts/default/800215168236576314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9158170986282929894/posts/default/800215168236576314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shrarh.blogspot.com/2007/07/looking-for-comfortable-life.html' title='Looking for a  comfortable life'/><author><name>Muhanned</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07076653933955216806</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://shrarh.pbwiki.com/f/1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_iGU3RSip6U0/Rodgie5IHvI/AAAAAAAAABw/cfsxC9h7cJI/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9158170986282929894.post-2216622291976750044</id><published>2007-06-24T21:34:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2008-01-14T22:00:39.802+03:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm losing a friend</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_iGU3RSip6U0/Rn667yi2JEI/AAAAAAAAABo/Hd4kOxQPayc/s1600-h/Feeling%20Scared.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079702966063473730" style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left; width: 109px; height: 131px;" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_iGU3RSip6U0/Rn667yi2JEI/AAAAAAAAABo/Hd4kOxQPayc/s320/Feeling%2520Scared.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoPlainText"&gt;Sorry for being lazy all this time; I was so busy with my family so I stopped writing temporary.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoPlainText"&gt;Now I came back home and to the bad life too. After I came back First thing I found that my friends were split up and the big surprise was one of my dearest friends who asked me to keep away from him!!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoPlainText"&gt;I don't know why; but the only one thing which I'm sure I couldn't do it is "leaving one of dearest friends 'cause I'll lose every hope in life if I did...&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoPlainText"&gt;This friend told me that he/she can't be near from me 'cause there some one doesn’t want this!!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoPlainText"&gt;Did you see some thing like this? Every body can control your life as he like, and you can't say no!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoPlainText"&gt;I don't know what should I do but I'll wait for your solutions to hold on a dear friend...&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9158170986282929894-2216622291976750044?l=shrarh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shrarh.blogspot.com/feeds/2216622291976750044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9158170986282929894&amp;postID=2216622291976750044&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9158170986282929894/posts/default/2216622291976750044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9158170986282929894/posts/default/2216622291976750044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shrarh.blogspot.com/2007/06/im-losing-friend.html' title='I&apos;m losing a friend'/><author><name>Muhanned</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07076653933955216806</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://shrarh.pbwiki.com/f/1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_iGU3RSip6U0/Rn667yi2JEI/AAAAAAAAABo/Hd4kOxQPayc/s72-c/Feeling%2520Scared.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9158170986282929894.post-3194171239731460365</id><published>2007-05-31T12:23:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2008-01-14T22:00:02.799+03:00</updated><title type='text'>When lost humanityً</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_iGU3RSip6U0/Rl6cHsL0hfI/AAAAAAAAABc/ihkZIgzLmRw/s1600-h/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_iGU3RSip6U0/Rl6cHsL0hfI/AAAAAAAAABc/ihkZIgzLmRw/s320/images.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070661886399514098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;p class="MsoPlainText"&gt;Now I'm writing again about Sudan the trick Country where I live in.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoPlainText"&gt;Always I see written topics about Sudan but I'm sure that 90% of them are hoax 'cause here in Sudan no one will give you the truth all of them tell you lay to make their country good.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoPlainText"&gt;Why we didn't admit the truth to make our country better?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoPlainText"&gt;Maybe my community refused this way to correct wrongs 'cause they don't want to show the citizen what is going around him and they didn't want to make Citizen's lives good.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoPlainText"&gt;Every body works for his own and just for his.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoPlainText"&gt;Today I'm going to my Home birth where I found the truth and the humanity that I couldn't find in my blighted original.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoPlainText"&gt;This is my view about Sudan where you lost humanity and justice.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoPlainText"&gt;So I'm going out without saying bye to Sudan 'cause it didn't deserve this greeting...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9158170986282929894-3194171239731460365?l=shrarh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shrarh.blogspot.com/feeds/3194171239731460365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9158170986282929894&amp;postID=3194171239731460365&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9158170986282929894/posts/default/3194171239731460365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9158170986282929894/posts/default/3194171239731460365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shrarh.blogspot.com/2007/05/when-lost-humanity.html' title='When lost humanityً'/><author><name>Muhanned</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07076653933955216806</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://shrarh.pbwiki.com/f/1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_iGU3RSip6U0/Rl6cHsL0hfI/AAAAAAAAABc/ihkZIgzLmRw/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9158170986282929894.post-1854029313408144250</id><published>2007-05-22T11:47:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2008-01-14T22:01:06.583+03:00</updated><title type='text'>The dangerous friends</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoPlainText"&gt;These days I can’t thought what will happen around me because most of my friends in Sudan are distrustful.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoPlainText"&gt;Every body is working for his own purpose and don’t care about others. Truly not only the youth but also the whole col so I’ll give you these advices “Don’t trust on any body unless you know about him more than he knows about you” and this "always have the friend that anger you not the one that make you laugh". &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoPlainText"&gt;It’s difficult to find someone cares about the community or about his friends but if you found him he’ll never lose you and you’ll be faithful for him forever (this is my theory).&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoPlainText"&gt;Nowadays I have only two great, faithful, and honorable friends I’ll keep them in my heart and my eyes until my death day because they are my inspiration and my life.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoPlainText"&gt;I discovered that -through my life In Sudan- I didn’t meet a friend except them so thanks for them and thank you for every one who stood by me through my life in Sudan.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoPlainText"&gt;Note: there is some body I didn’t meet him/her yet but I think he/she will be the third of my friend (Ask god to make this true).&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" dir="rtl" style="text-align: left;" align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span dir="ltr"&gt;them so thank you for them and thank you for every one who stood by me through my life in &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;Sudan&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Note: there is some body I didn’t meet him/her yet but I think he/she will be the third of my friend (Ask god to make this true).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9158170986282929894-1854029313408144250?l=shrarh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shrarh.blogspot.com/feeds/1854029313408144250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9158170986282929894&amp;postID=1854029313408144250&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9158170986282929894/posts/default/1854029313408144250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9158170986282929894/posts/default/1854029313408144250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shrarh.blogspot.com/2007/05/dangerous-friends.html' title='The dangerous friends'/><author><name>Muhanned</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07076653933955216806</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://shrarh.pbwiki.com/f/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9158170986282929894.post-8465656204844709639</id><published>2007-05-14T20:00:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2008-01-14T21:57:42.818+03:00</updated><title type='text'>When losing the trust</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_iGU3RSip6U0/RkiY1kkIlPI/AAAAAAAAABU/JHteTQAHpVs/s1600-h/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_iGU3RSip6U0/RkiY1kkIlPI/AAAAAAAAABU/JHteTQAHpVs/s320/images.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064465827093845234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;p class="MsoPlainText"&gt;Here I’m again, this time I will write as my habit in real story that happened and will happen in Sudan. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoPlainText"&gt;One day one of my friends (say N) came and asks me for help. She had a problem with her boyfriend she told me that I’m the main reason of this problem ‘cause the SIM which used in the problem was mine (it’s for unknown person) I went to the phone company and ask them to show me the name of its owner but they said “This SIM is unknown” I show them the papers which showed that the SIM is not mine and they convinced by this situation.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoPlainText"&gt;When the college advised the table of mid-term exam another one of my friends (say Y) re-start the problem again (I don’t know why he did that at this time exactly) he ask me “Do you know who is sending the messages to N and her boyfriend?” I said “ this is not important for me because I don’t care about the problem” At the next day they told my dearest friend that I’m a bad boy and I’m playing with her and the situation became so dangerous .&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoPlainText"&gt;This problem let me lose the trust on everyone near me and believe the say which said “Be careful from your enemy once and from your friend a thousand”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoPlainText"&gt;From today I decide to separate from my friend (except Muhanned and Aisha because they are my whole life and they are trustful) and be away from the Sudanese community because it’s not suitable for me.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoPlainText"&gt;So you can see the bad life in Sudan if you honorable and faithful and this is not the suitable life for me and my brothers to live in.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9158170986282929894-8465656204844709639?l=shrarh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shrarh.blogspot.com/feeds/8465656204844709639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9158170986282929894&amp;postID=8465656204844709639&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9158170986282929894/posts/default/8465656204844709639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9158170986282929894/posts/default/8465656204844709639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shrarh.blogspot.com/2007/05/when-losing-trust.html' title='When losing the trust'/><author><name>Muhanned</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07076653933955216806</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://shrarh.pbwiki.com/f/1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_iGU3RSip6U0/RkiY1kkIlPI/AAAAAAAAABU/JHteTQAHpVs/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9158170986282929894.post-2313045928932759635</id><published>2007-05-09T10:11:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2008-01-14T21:56:50.189+03:00</updated><title type='text'>The lost medical services</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoPlainText"&gt;This is the first time that I see a big country without healthy organizing. When you go to hospitals you'll discover that doctor is not in his place, maybe he tell you that he went to take breakfast or to bring some papers from another section.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoPlainText"&gt;Here you will start searching for him around the hospital, if you found him maybe he will ask you to wait minutes until he finish his purpose (No problem if you died).&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoPlainText"&gt;After all of this he asks you to examine your blood many examinations the labs are not cleaned, rooms are very dirty, and the services are not good.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoPlainText"&gt;The medical devices are so pullulant; but we still need to the experience human who can care about patients and be punctually. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoPlainText"&gt;So when you lost the medical and the educational services you will never go on your evolution way.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9158170986282929894-2313045928932759635?l=shrarh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shrarh.blogspot.com/feeds/2313045928932759635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9158170986282929894&amp;postID=2313045928932759635&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9158170986282929894/posts/default/2313045928932759635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9158170986282929894/posts/default/2313045928932759635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shrarh.blogspot.com/2007/05/lost-medical-services.html' title='The lost medical services'/><author><name>Muhanned</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07076653933955216806</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://shrarh.pbwiki.com/f/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9158170986282929894.post-3037539990459730455</id><published>2007-04-12T15:32:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-04-12T15:39:12.984+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Dead or live</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/MT2aDT3KRb0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/MT2aDT3KRb0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9158170986282929894-3037539990459730455?l=shrarh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shrarh.blogspot.com/feeds/3037539990459730455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9158170986282929894&amp;postID=3037539990459730455&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9158170986282929894/posts/default/3037539990459730455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9158170986282929894/posts/default/3037539990459730455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shrarh.blogspot.com/2007/04/dead-or-live.html' title='Dead or live'/><author><name>Muhanned</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07076653933955216806</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://shrarh.pbwiki.com/f/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9158170986282929894.post-8485365010884897153</id><published>2007-04-10T14:09:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-04-10T14:16:27.627+03:00</updated><title type='text'>The shining side in Sudan</title><content type='html'>Hi all,&lt;br /&gt;Maybe you noticed that I write about my view to Sudan if you want to see another opinion visit &lt;a href="http://ahmedmax1.blogspot.com/"&gt;Ahmed wahby's&lt;/a&gt; blog you will find another view there.&lt;br /&gt;You can compare between the opinions...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9158170986282929894-8485365010884897153?l=shrarh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shrarh.blogspot.com/feeds/8485365010884897153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9158170986282929894&amp;postID=8485365010884897153&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9158170986282929894/posts/default/8485365010884897153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9158170986282929894/posts/default/8485365010884897153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shrarh.blogspot.com/2007/04/shining-side-in-sudan.html' title='The shining side in Sudan'/><author><name>Muhanned</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07076653933955216806</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://shrarh.pbwiki.com/f/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9158170986282929894.post-3582110711092282996</id><published>2007-04-07T15:36:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2008-01-14T21:55:15.581+03:00</updated><title type='text'>The dirty game</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_iGU3RSip6U0/RheSY_Bu16I/AAAAAAAAABM/VUBRJKXYtAE/s1600-h/dirty+game.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_iGU3RSip6U0/RheSY_Bu16I/AAAAAAAAABM/VUBRJKXYtAE/s320/dirty+game.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5050666465052514210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoPlainText"&gt;Maybe you find the title of this topic is strange but this is the truth that we facing these days.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoPlainText"&gt;You can't be assured to the nearest one of&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;you 'cause the betrayal is spreading out in our community; maybe your friend spies for someone to destruct you for any reason (like jealousy) they try all the ways to find any chance to hurt you or maybe hitting you.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoPlainText"&gt;They didn't have any pity inside their hearts.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoPlainText"&gt;The dirty game started from unexpected friends they didn't show you what they are doing around you maybe they fight you (not by weapons but with dirty ways) and all of them are running behind the money and …..&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoPlainText"&gt;They are ready to kill, steal or cheat each other for simple things that worth no thing.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoPlainText"&gt;Maybe you find this topic is imagined but it's the truth.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9158170986282929894-3582110711092282996?l=shrarh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shrarh.blogspot.com/feeds/3582110711092282996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9158170986282929894&amp;postID=3582110711092282996&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9158170986282929894/posts/default/3582110711092282996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9158170986282929894/posts/default/3582110711092282996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shrarh.blogspot.com/2007/04/dirty-game.html' title='The dirty game'/><author><name>Muhanned</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07076653933955216806</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://shrarh.pbwiki.com/f/1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_iGU3RSip6U0/RheSY_Bu16I/AAAAAAAAABM/VUBRJKXYtAE/s72-c/dirty+game.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9158170986282929894.post-5335241033802064048</id><published>2007-04-07T15:26:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2008-01-14T21:54:10.592+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Darkness of the future</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_iGU3RSip6U0/RheOmfBu15I/AAAAAAAAABE/dIUvEZu88kY/s1600-h/darkness+of+futuer.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_iGU3RSip6U0/RheOmfBu15I/AAAAAAAAABE/dIUvEZu88kY/s320/darkness+of+futuer.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5050662298934237074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoPlainText"&gt;When you feel that you are frustrated and sad 'cause you can't live with your community you will try to find your way in life.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoPlainText"&gt;At Sudan after you arrive to sapience age you will feel that you will never have a future and your life will never continue.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoPlainText"&gt;The youths are thinking to find way to escape from the situated they go to the crime road and empty their energies in bad things like stealing, cheating, or killing others to get money.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoPlainText"&gt;So crime is spreading out in Sudan.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoPlainText"&gt;I read about more than ten countries, how they saving the future of their youths and how they provide them with the way of life&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoPlainText"&gt;But here you should search for your way and going on it while you do that you'll be overseen.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoPlainText"&gt;So you'll decide to migrate outside Sudan to have comfortable life and make your future bright.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoPlainText"&gt;Maybe there is someone sees that the Sudan is beautiful and interesting; but when he lives there he'll find that all of Sudan is a big lie and the big media that shown is wrong.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoPlainText"&gt;Maybe I'm writing about the darkness side of live in Sudan but I do that 'cause this side is the preponderant on the brightness side.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoPlainText"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9158170986282929894-5335241033802064048?l=shrarh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shrarh.blogspot.com/feeds/5335241033802064048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9158170986282929894&amp;postID=5335241033802064048&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9158170986282929894/posts/default/5335241033802064048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9158170986282929894/posts/default/5335241033802064048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shrarh.blogspot.com/2007/04/darkness-of-future.html' title='Darkness of the future'/><author><name>Muhanned</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07076653933955216806</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://shrarh.pbwiki.com/f/1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_iGU3RSip6U0/RheOmfBu15I/AAAAAAAAABE/dIUvEZu88kY/s72-c/darkness+of+futuer.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9158170986282929894.post-6850174572597550578</id><published>2007-04-07T15:20:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2008-01-14T21:51:41.820+03:00</updated><title type='text'>The real way to live</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_iGU3RSip6U0/RheN0vBu14I/AAAAAAAAAA8/h0WXGYsV4Gw/s1600-h/real+way.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_iGU3RSip6U0/RheN0vBu14I/AAAAAAAAAA8/h0WXGYsV4Gw/s320/real+way.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5050661444235745154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoPlainText"&gt;No one believes that the life will be in its current way.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoPlainText"&gt;If you want to live you should be away from faithfulness, the honor, and the secretariat.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoPlainText"&gt;Your life will not continue safely if you refuse these rules, For example at University (which was a surprise) one of our teachers sells the success in his subject for some money and he was thinking that nobody will discover him.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoPlainText"&gt;Seriously, I refuse this way in living 'cause it misjudge some of people and give the others non-worthy things.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoPlainText"&gt;This thing is not only in education but also in every deal.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoPlainText"&gt;So if you want to get a job you need to pay bribe for someone to provide you a good job!!!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoPlainText"&gt;Else you will be urgency to work in marginal work like selling water, carrying the bags and something like this... &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoPlainText"&gt;Can I ask from where can I get money for bribe while I haven't a job?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoPlainText"&gt;Why I should waiting for long time to get a good job?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoPlainText"&gt;The first thing that came to my mind "I should migrate from Sudan "…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoPlainText"&gt;Did you understand why the Sudanese prefer the entire world to Sudan?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9158170986282929894-6850174572597550578?l=shrarh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shrarh.blogspot.com/feeds/6850174572597550578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9158170986282929894&amp;postID=6850174572597550578&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9158170986282929894/posts/default/6850174572597550578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9158170986282929894/posts/default/6850174572597550578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shrarh.blogspot.com/2007/04/real-way-to-live.html' title='The real way to live'/><author><name>Muhanned</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07076653933955216806</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://shrarh.pbwiki.com/f/1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_iGU3RSip6U0/RheN0vBu14I/AAAAAAAAAA8/h0WXGYsV4Gw/s72-c/real+way.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9158170986282929894.post-4725657232211260564</id><published>2007-03-28T15:34:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2008-01-14T21:49:42.208+03:00</updated><title type='text'>The difficult request  of experience</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_iGU3RSip6U0/RhNeB_Bu13I/AAAAAAAAAA0/_haeY_1xrLY/s1600-h/experience.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_iGU3RSip6U0/RhNeB_Bu13I/AAAAAAAAAA0/_haeY_1xrLY/s320/experience.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049482995404035954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;p class="MsoPlainText"&gt;For the first time you will find the title of this topic is stranger but it is the truth.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoPlainText"&gt;Here (in Sudan) when you look for a job you will suffer from the required specifications , At least 4 years of experience are required&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;that means you should go outside Sudan, get experience and return to work!!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoPlainText"&gt;I'm sure that if anybody of the Sudanese people has a chance to live outside Sudan he will never back and live in it. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoPlainText"&gt;Why I should return to Sudan?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoPlainText"&gt;To find bad living conditions?!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoPlainText"&gt;To live subjugated?!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoPlainText"&gt;I'm living in Sudan since 2003 where I came from (KSA). Now I can't afford to live in it 'cause I found that living conditions is so bad...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9158170986282929894-4725657232211260564?l=shrarh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shrarh.blogspot.com/feeds/4725657232211260564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9158170986282929894&amp;postID=4725657232211260564&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9158170986282929894/posts/default/4725657232211260564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9158170986282929894/posts/default/4725657232211260564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shrarh.blogspot.com/2007/03/difficult-request-of-experience.html' title='The difficult request  of experience'/><author><name>Muhanned</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07076653933955216806</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://shrarh.pbwiki.com/f/1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_iGU3RSip6U0/RhNeB_Bu13I/AAAAAAAAAA0/_haeY_1xrLY/s72-c/experience.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9158170986282929894.post-3849916156629864937</id><published>2007-03-26T15:40:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2008-01-14T21:50:48.956+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Hard work &amp; little money</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_iGU3RSip6U0/RhNcaPBu11I/AAAAAAAAAAk/0dKQGeOI3no/s1600-h/worker.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_iGU3RSip6U0/RhNcaPBu11I/AAAAAAAAAAk/0dKQGeOI3no/s320/worker.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049481212992608082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;p class="MsoPlainText"&gt;Unfortunately, this is the truth that we faced in Sudan.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoPlainText"&gt;The employee works from 8.00 a.m. to 3.00 p.m. per 15 SDP at day (7.5$). Sometimes his money doesn’t give to him.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoPlainText"&gt;The government gives the employee more than that but it raise up the price of the commodities. No body can refuse or objects so many people decide to migrate from Sudan to other countries to find way to live.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoPlainText"&gt;This is one of large numbers of reasons that urges Sudanese to immigration.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoPlainText"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:14;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9158170986282929894-3849916156629864937?l=shrarh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shrarh.blogspot.com/feeds/3849916156629864937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9158170986282929894&amp;postID=3849916156629864937&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9158170986282929894/posts/default/3849916156629864937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9158170986282929894/posts/default/3849916156629864937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shrarh.blogspot.com/2007/03/hard-work-little-money.html' title='Hard work &amp; little money'/><author><name>Muhanned</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07076653933955216806</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://shrarh.pbwiki.com/f/1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_iGU3RSip6U0/RhNcaPBu11I/AAAAAAAAAAk/0dKQGeOI3no/s72-c/worker.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9158170986282929894.post-1447968694067787155</id><published>2007-03-25T12:32:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2008-01-14T22:54:32.917+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Working with liars &amp; faithfullness</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_iGU3RSip6U0/RhNdR_Bu12I/AAAAAAAAAAs/bGIex1CooAQ/s1600-h/faith.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_iGU3RSip6U0/RhNdR_Bu12I/AAAAAAAAAAs/bGIex1CooAQ/s320/faith.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049482170770315106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;"  class="MsoPlainText"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;In everywhere I lived I found respect from all the people in my primary, intermediate school and in my location.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;"  class="MsoPlainText"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;Nobody hurt me or makes me sad but here (in Sudan) it is different because you can't live if you aren't liar.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;"  class="MsoPlainText"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;When you say the truth they don't believe you but when you say lies they see that you are good.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;"  class="MsoPlainText"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;I can't know what I should do to fix this rule. I can't afford to live with this community where I couldn't find friends or good persons easily I should look for them for long time and choose them potently.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;"  class="MsoPlainText"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;I found a friend before four years ago his name is Muhanned Mohammed (like mine) he is the most important person in my life without hem I can't do any thing.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;"  class="MsoPlainText"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;When I sit with him I feel that I'm alive and he is my inspiration and I trust on him more than my brother 'cause I found in him what I couldn't find in others.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;"  class="MsoPlainText"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;He cares and asks about me more than anyone else,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:20;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:17;"&gt;n&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;ever forgets or ignores me I can't go away from him.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoPlainText"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:14;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;He is my love I love him so much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" dir="rtl"  style="text-align: left;font-family:arial;" align="right"&gt;&lt;span dir="ltr"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9158170986282929894-1447968694067787155?l=shrarh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shrarh.blogspot.com/feeds/1447968694067787155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9158170986282929894&amp;postID=1447968694067787155&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9158170986282929894/posts/default/1447968694067787155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9158170986282929894/posts/default/1447968694067787155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shrarh.blogspot.com/2007/03/working-with-liars-faithfullness.html' title='Working with liars &amp; faithfullness'/><author><name>Muhanned</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07076653933955216806</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://shrarh.pbwiki.com/f/1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_iGU3RSip6U0/RhNdR_Bu12I/AAAAAAAAAAs/bGIex1CooAQ/s72-c/faith.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9158170986282929894.post-7883620812200240771</id><published>2007-02-14T12:59:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2008-01-14T22:54:24.688+03:00</updated><title type='text'>I promised to you</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_iGU3RSip6U0/RhNbxfBu10I/AAAAAAAAAAc/eXtI0_lOYis/s1600-h/study.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_iGU3RSip6U0/RhNbxfBu10I/AAAAAAAAAAc/eXtI0_lOYis/s320/study.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049480512912938818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoPlainText"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:14;" &gt;Dear everyone,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoPlainText"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:14;" &gt;Thank you for your comments.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoPlainText"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:14;" &gt;These days I have exams so I promised to write a new topic after the exams.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoPlainText"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:14;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:100%;" &gt;See you in 17-march.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9158170986282929894-7883620812200240771?l=shrarh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shrarh.blogspot.com/feeds/7883620812200240771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9158170986282929894&amp;postID=7883620812200240771&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9158170986282929894/posts/default/7883620812200240771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9158170986282929894/posts/default/7883620812200240771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shrarh.blogspot.com/2007/02/i-promised-you.html' title='I promised to you'/><author><name>Muhanned</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07076653933955216806</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://shrarh.pbwiki.com/f/1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_iGU3RSip6U0/RhNbxfBu10I/AAAAAAAAAAc/eXtI0_lOYis/s72-c/study.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9158170986282929894.post-8426858955636703209</id><published>2007-02-10T21:38:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2008-01-14T22:54:30.127+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Here we go</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_iGU3RSip6U0/RhNaZ_Bu1yI/AAAAAAAAAAM/56oO1eYHmT0/s1600-h/start.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_iGU3RSip6U0/RhNaZ_Bu1yI/AAAAAAAAAAM/56oO1eYHmT0/s320/start.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049479009674385186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoPlainText"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Dear friends,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoPlainText"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;I am so glade to finish editing this blog I will try to make it successful blog with help of you.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoPlainText"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:14;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:100%;" &gt;I want to know your opinions and comments about it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9158170986282929894-8426858955636703209?l=shrarh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shrarh.blogspot.com/feeds/8426858955636703209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9158170986282929894&amp;postID=8426858955636703209&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9158170986282929894/posts/default/8426858955636703209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9158170986282929894/posts/default/8426858955636703209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shrarh.blogspot.com/2007/02/here-we-go.html' title='Here we go'/><author><name>Muhanned</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07076653933955216806</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://shrarh.pbwiki.com/f/1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_iGU3RSip6U0/RhNaZ_Bu1yI/AAAAAAAAAAM/56oO1eYHmT0/s72-c/start.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry></feed>
