On a Quest in Search of Purpose by Tom Sagiv, Israel

Another day of work comes to an end. You survived the last two hours of your shift; glancing at the clock every few seconds wishing the hands would go just a bit faster. 12:00, the office doors swish behind you as you walk out, fast enough to not waste another unnecessary moment there, but slow … Continue reading On a Quest in Search of Purpose by Tom Sagiv, Israel

A Walk in Tunisia by Mohamed Omar Attaaoui, Tunisia

The ancient side of Tunisia  As everyone knows Tunisia is situated in the north of Africa which has made it in constant contact with other civilizations like Arabic, European, Berber and more. Thanks to this diversity, our culture and traditions are a mix of the basics of Arabs and the modernity of Europeans. While having … Continue reading A Walk in Tunisia by Mohamed Omar Attaaoui, Tunisia

A MIDSUMMER SUNSET’S DREAM by Marta Furlan, Israel

It was a peaceful afternoon of July 2014 in Jerusalem’s Old City and a gentle breeze was blowing mildly in the sunset hours. The sun was going down on the horizon and it was spreading to an almost surreal orange light that was giving a unique colour reflected on the stone houses around it. The … Continue reading A MIDSUMMER SUNSET’S DREAM by Marta Furlan, Israel

When having a leftist daughter becomes handy by Sarah Perle, Israel

Politically I would say that my family has the tragic tendency to be mainstream…  I say "tragically'' because nowadays, mainstream can mean slightly right wing and slightly racist. Not the kind of vocal and violent racism you see on YouTube videos, but the sneaky silent one that is a direct side-effect of fear and trauma. … Continue reading When having a leftist daughter becomes handy by Sarah Perle, Israel

The Personal Airspace of Being Me – Moriya Rosenberg, Israel

With half-shut eyes I drew the curtains open to find out that the world is covered in a blanket of white. Majestic stillness and a lofty silence, broken only by the sounds of the flowing river outside the window. Amazed, I asked myself how I got to Narnia and when my memory finally woke up … Continue reading The Personal Airspace of Being Me – Moriya Rosenberg, Israel