Wahid Kamel

Hearts Beats and War Grinder Wahid Kamel

In spite of the quakes that struck the stages of her life, and the crashes that demolished the pillars of herself, Shahd tried to rise from the rubble of the wrong love at the wrong time, and from the ruins of the war that broke out to grind mercilessly, and to destroy without discrimination, to stand on her feet again, to prove that the source of tender was inexhaustible. In a society that considered the sin of men a pride, secretly or publicly, and the sin of women deemed to be an atonement in all cases, in which some males remained intellectually retarded regardless of their high educational degrees, and females remained subjugated and humiliated regardless of their levels of awareness and culture, in the society of the contradiction between the behavior of individuals and their ideas and beliefs where the woman was considered a shame, where the weak people were slapped and smashed, but clapping to the strong ones, whether they were husbands and parents, or any other strong, no matter if they were right or wrong, without deterring or repudiation of injustice, in the society of hypocrisy, that moved rapidly towards the abyss, she struggled to say her word and to give her opinion, to have her own character, to prove that she existed, didn't bend, never surrendered.