Living in Egypt - A desire for a change.

Hello, my name is Mohamed. A lot of you are probably wondering what Egypt is really like now. Here’s an advice from me to you: Please don’t always believe the media, especially when the source is from the Egyptian Media. All what we ask for is simple; we want all of our revolutionary goals to be fulfilled, and we peacefully demand it.

I decided to join the patriotic young men in Egypt who were and still are protesting. Yes, they were manly enough to take a stand against a 30-year-old totalitarian system, something our parents (as in Egyptian parents) NEVER thought of doing at their young age. Many people were killed because of the brutality system that the regime used against us.

Our country is our priority. It’s what makes our background in life; where we are from, what language do we speak, etc. The current situation in Egypt is a part 2 of the revolution that happened in January 2011. We have been tricked by the Military Council into thinking that the revolution ended when Dictator Mubarak announced his deposition from office. Yes, things have changed, but in a way we Egyptians call a “Half Revolution”. The idea that we changed only faces but not the system is our story now. History has proven that the harder we face the tighter we get closer. I finally understood how my country mattered to me when I saw it being abused by those pathetic totalitarians. People from everywhere around the world are born free!

My thoughts are that the Military Council should resign from leading the country in the transition period. Those young Egyptians that have been killed during the revolution have died for a reason. They died for their country and for their people to live. They put their lives on the line with pride, dignity, honor, and bravery. They did not fear the guns that were aiming at them, nor of getting tortured if caught by the raids. All they asked for was the best for their country. People in a rebellion have demands, and we demand that the Military Council steps down immediately. WE WILL NOT ALLOW ANYONE TO ABUSE OUR COUNTRY AND TRICK US AGAIN. Our revolution is peaceful and will always stay peaceful. We will continue our struggle and fight against such aristocratic powers, because we want FREEDOM, CHANGE & JUSTICE, no matter what the cost. We believe we can achieve them peacefully, and we will never lose hope....

The REAL feature: I lost you

The real feature lets you express your feelings and share your story with us. Today's heartfelt comes from a 19 year old who wished to remain anonimous; here is what he has to share.

May : I promised…

Hello ! would you like a powerful cocktail ?

Sure ! is it really that powerful ?

Haha ! so strong that you will feel like you can’t breathe anymore…

She said yes. It began.

Beginning of our story, beginning of an awful bliss, beginning of your slow goodbye.

She was pretty and clever, smiling and nice. She was my girlfriend. I was not mean anymore, I was honest, so was she. She changed me in ways I never thought possible..

Spending time together, imagining our future, we both knew we were going to last.. Untill one decision changed our lives forever.

Why didn’t I come with you? Why did I let you go there? Why did I turn a blind eye?

How could one party, one day, one night ruin an entire life?

Was it my fault? His fault? Our fault…

You made the decision to do it , your blood accepted it.

You tried to face me, I turned away.
Every single day was hell, I ran away, I was not there; you rejected me, neglected me. I cried but you still remained a prisoner in it’s powerful grip.

Once again, it was over, but this end tortured me, still tortures me and will keep torturing me.

No rope, I should have cut it.

I was there to tell you goodbye, touching this piece of stone, where you slept, cold and grey, sad and angry.
This month of May was beautiful, this goodbye was dreadful.

You jumped, and I stayed motionless. You hung and I looked away.

You married heroin, a deadly union.

…And I will bring you some flowers, as much as possible.

His girlfriend tragically comitted suicide because she could not cope with her growing addiction to heroin, which her boyfriend found out only a week prior to her death. He is now learning how to re-build his life and let go of the guilt he feels for not being able to stop her.