Naya, a love story.

Posted by mohamedfailali On Wednesday, November 2, 2022 0 Comments

I did not know her name and dared not ask her. Her eyes were unusual in the region. Besides, she had a stunning smile. When I came back home, I felt like writing poetry. It never happened to me before. I saw so many beautiful eyes, but the ones I had just seen were angelical. Thus, I invented to that girl, whom I had not seen before that day, the name of Angel-Eyes. The girl with enchanting eyes became more and more beautiful. I was afraid of falling in love with her.


Farewell List

Posted by mohamedfailali On Thursday, June 11, 2020 0 Comments

An Italian Doctor described how a dying grandmother had recently asked her to see her granddaughter. "I pulled out the phone and called her on video. They said goodbye. Soon after, she was gone. By now, I have a long list of video calls. I call it a Farewell List.’’ – Press. This article inspired me to publish this e-book. Sanitary personnel are on the front-line, waging the battle against the invisible enemy!

Farewell List by Mohamed Failali on Scribd


Freedom

Posted by mohamedfailali On Tuesday, June 9, 2020 0 Comments







I am the
one in the cage, not the sparrow.
Soy yo quien está
en la jaula, y no el gorrión.
C’est moi qui
suis dans la cage et non le moineau.
Ich bin derjenige
im Käfig, nicht der Sperling.
Sono io quello
nella gabbia, non il passero.
   .أنا من في القفص وليس العصفور                                                      



La Profumeuse

Posted by mohamedfailali On Monday, February 24, 2020 0 Comments

Safiy was hungry and tired while taking his last oral exam at the end of the year. The Profsmoker – her surname- let him choose the topic. He was talking shyly. When he looked at her, she was looking at the mirror and combing her hair. She was old and ugly. He could not continue. She put the comb and the mirror back in her bag. Did you bring my last book I recommended to you? I found it very expensive! So, you want to succeed this way? He knew his future was in the hand of a witch called The Profsmoker! The university was the worst disappointment of my life. ‘The Profsmoker’ is my eighth book and one of my next novel’s chapters.

LaProfumeuse by Mohamed Failali on Scribd


Throny Path

Posted by mohamedfailali On Wednesday, January 29, 2020 0 Comments

This PDF ebook reflects some of the most precious moments of my life.


Faith

Posted by mohamedfailali On Tuesday, January 28, 2020 0 Comments

This audiobook is an excerpt from my first novel ‘An unexpected Intruder’, which is, in fact, the first part of my next novel. It has been a series of seven books so far. Self-publishing is a painful adventure. However, it can be beneficial if one has a humane message to deliver. Life is a game with strict rules to abide by. The boy's voice is by my almost five years old son Akram. I used an electronic reader because I live in a building and noises from inside and outside make it difficult for me to get good recording results.


يتيم

Posted by mohamedfailali On Wednesday, May 1, 2019 0 Comments

طفل
نسي نفسه وهو يلعب
 توسد الثرى قد مسه التعب
  مائدته
القمامة منها يتأدب
  يتيم
بلا مأوى لا أم له ولا أب
 لم ير السماء نارا تلتهب
  تركه
الكل وحده وهربوا
   مسلم
في أرض تستلب













 غير الله ليس لها نسب