Monthly Archives: August 2011

All Roads Lead to Gaza

The Big Day Has Arrived! Dressed in their bright yellow Africa 1 T-Shirts, assembled in the reception area of the Movenpick Resort and empowered with a mandate to break the siege, participants this morning are eagerly awaiting the start of … Continue reading

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DAY 10: 28 AUGUST 2011

    A brief nap after Fajr and I awake to a most sweet sound. In the Palm Cafe outside, one of the workers is busy removing litter from the picnic tables, while audibly humming to himself the most beautiful … Continue reading

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DAY 9: 27 AUGUST 2011

    The spiritual endurance of the evening demands that I take some serious rest. This is a day I sit transfixed to my computer screen and keyboard. The past few days have been highly eventful and the corresponding journal … Continue reading

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Day 8: 26 AUGUST 2011

    Our first Jummuah in Egypt, but the last Jummuah for Ramadan 1432. This is always an emotional day as one reflects on ones productivity in Ramadan and wonders whether they would get around to see another one.   … Continue reading

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DAY 8: 25 AUGUST 2011

    This Thursday morning starts with a summons to Convoy head, Moulana Igsaan Hendriks room cum office. The apartment is orderly and Moulana operates with an open door policy at most times, allowing any member of the Convoy to … Continue reading

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Day 7: 24 AUGUST 2011

    To fully appreciate the Egyptian experience, I decide, I have to immerse myself even deeper into its society. The opportunity presents itself with my head buckling under the weight and heat generated by my rapidly growing hair. Its … Continue reading

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Day 6: 23 AUGUST 2011

    Fajr at the nearby Abdul Rahmaan Masjid is the best conceivable start to the day. The Imam is visually impaired but his emotive Quranic recitation grips me immediately. Rivers of tears flow profusely too, when he makes a … Continue reading

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