‏أنت مكون من مجموعة مفاهيم متضادة، تتصارع بداخلك لتشكل تفكيرك ولغتك، وقمة الصراع تظهر حين تقابل العدل والظلم فيها، ونتيجة المقابلة يُخلق الأمان أو يُعدم. كل مفهوم له أصل وفرع، والأصل ثابت في كل مفهوم وهو العدل، فالفروع تتصارع لتصل للعدل أو ضده ثم يبرز الأمان أو ضده ليأمر سلوكك.

نسيت كلمه مرور الايباد من غير اي مقدمات وحاولت كذا مره واخر شي جاني حاولي بعد ساعة الغباء اللي فني كاتبه الباسورد في المذاكرة🤡...كيف اتصرف🥲🥲🥲🥲

Hello all,

I'm trying to find arab muslim girls in New Jersey. I know not everyone on this sub is from the USA, but may as well try.

It's true there are a lot of arabs in New Jersey. But only near the north near New York. If you're in central jersey (like me) there are mostly pakistani muslims, not so much arab.

People also recommended dating apps, but I don't think they've used dating apps in a while. It’s the same problem that all other men have on dating apps, not just arab muslims. Lots of fake profiles. Lots of girls reject a guy thinking the perfect guy that doesn’t exist is a few swipes away. Lots of guys competing for one girl, not as much girls. It’s a waste of time and money, you can't see who you match with unless you pay premium.

There are some Muslim singles meetups/events I went to. These are held around the state, sometimes at masjids, sometimes at other areas, men and women meet under a host, and they make us engage in activities/ice breakers to get to know people. If there’s a match, you talk with the host, you exchange phone numbers/contact info, and take it from there. I’ve been to a bunch, and again, mostly pakistani people. Not sure why very few to none arabs go.

So how can I put myself out there where I can meet other arab girls, and express my confidence/personality etc?

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qv6KlvdgpHc

Jordanians have boycotted Carrefour and closed it down. Let Arabs boycott Shahid, Al-Arabeyah news, and MBC!

https://www.aljazeera.net/news/2024/11/9/%D8%B9%D8%A7%D8%AC%D9%84-%D8%B1%D9%88%D9%8A%D8%AA%D8%B1%D8%B2-%D8%B9%D9%86-%D9%85%D8%B5%D8%AF%D8%B1-%D9%85%D8%B7%D9%84%D8%B9-%D9%82%D8%B7%D8%B1-%D8%AA%D9%86%D8%B3%D8%AD%D8%A8-%D9%85%D9%86

انا من السعودية مبدأيا ارغب بالتعرف عليكم قبل الضلوع لهذا العمل التطوعي ارسلوا لو بالخاص اذا كنتم جادين ثم نعمل مجموعة ( قروب ) في اي منصة لتبادل الافكار و الاراء فمن يرغب ان يكون من مؤسسين هذا المشروع ؟

نحتاج جرافيك ديزاينر و مختص شبكات ومصور محترف وناس تهتم بالقراءة وطرح الافكار المبتكرة

Al salam alaikum, I need a good book that includes famous Arabic proverbs for someone who is learning the language.

‏بعض الأشخاص فيهم طاقة حياة عجيبة، أرواحهم قادرة تعيش الحُب وتمنحه حتى في أبسط تفاصيل يومهم العادية، بالرغم من إنك لو تعمقت في مسيرة حياتهم بتعرف إن تجاربهم صعبة والحياة طاحنتهم لكن متمسكين بالشغف بالعيش، بالحُب، بقلوب مليانة كرم ورحمة رائعين ودائمًا وجودهم مطمئن..

أكاد أجزم أن الرغبة في توسيع فكرة الوحدة الى كامل العالم العربي بمختلف تنوعاته أسهمت في فشل الفكرة في الخمسينات و الستينات اضافة الى أسباب أخرى خاصة غياب السلوك الديمقراطي، ذلك أن الفروقات في العادات و التقاليد و اللهجات جعلت الفكرة مستهجنة شعبيا اضافة الى مناهتها من الخارج...

أتساءل هنا هل العمل على وحدات اقليمية أفضل و أقرب الى المنطق و الواقع التاريخي : مثلا بلاد الشام، العراق ، الخليج ، وادي النيل، المغرب الكبير...

يعني ترمب اتي بفكرة تغيير للخرائط، فلنجعله تغييرا في مصلحتنا و ليس تقسيمات جديدة يفصلها هو لمصلحته و مصلحة النتن...

عندي شخص احبه مره بس علاقتنا مو مره قويه لان ما نقابل بعض كثير او نسولف و اذا ابي اسولف معه لازم يكون موضوع مهم

بس اليومين الي فاتت كلمني هو بموضوع مهم و قعدنا نسولف شويتين و الشوق يألمني حاليا

عندكم حل اتخلص من الشوق ذا؟

Before the war, my life had a clear path, full of hope and dreams, like any young man at twenty-four. I studied electrical engineering and graduated with dedication, dreaming of starting my own business and building a future for my family. I wanted to open a consultancy with my classmates to bring renewable energy solutions to Gaza, where the electricity crisis only grows worse. But suddenly, the war shattered everything I’d built in my mind, leaving nothing but ashes of what I once dreamed. When the missiles started raining down on our homes in northern Gaza, my life was turned upside down. Survival became the only wish we had left. We fled with little more than what we could carry, leaving behind the home that had held our childhood memories, our dreams, and all the days we’d once cherished. Now, in the far south of Gaza, we survive in a tiny tent with 18 family members, including 13 children and a tiny baby, whose eyes barely open to a life he’s just begun to face. Every morning, I wake up to the cries of the children around me, searching for food, for water; the youngest wails for milk. They look up at me with wide eyes filled with fear and questions, wondering if there’s a day they’ll go back to their homes and dreams. In those moments, I feel the weight of responsibility pressing down on me, intensified by the tears of the little ones and the worried faces of my parents, who no longer have the strength to face these conditions.

My father, my greatest support, was severely injured in his leg while we fled from the bombs. He barely survived after a grueling, hours-long surgery, but now he needs another critical operation, something that can’t be done here. The cost of treatment abroad is miles beyond what we could ever afford. To provide for my family, I started working in water distribution, pulling a simple cart for long hours through neighborhoods. Every day, I return exhausted, yet I push myself to keep going. Every cent I earn goes toward buying diapers and milk for the children, food for my mother, father, and siblings—just to keep that fragile glimmer of hope alive in their eyes.

As my father’s condition worsened, I had no choice but to start an online fundraising campaign, though I felt a wave of shame in asking for help. But I was out of options; my father’s life hung in the balance. With the kindness of others, we managed to collect part of the amount needed, and I continue to work tirelessly, hoping to complete what’s left and witness his recovery, hoping that some sense of normal life might return Today, I feel as if my age has doubled. I was waiting to start a life filled with accomplishments and dreams, yet I’m living a reality filled with heavy challenges, shouldering the burden of a whole family and working just to survive. And even now, after reaching the goal to treat my father, my heart remains tied to northern Gaza, where I left behind friends and neighbors struggling under the bombings. I wish I could help them, even in some small way, this week.

This war has not only stolen my home and my dreams but has also left a deep scar in my heart. I am now a young man displaced, caught between hope and fear, living each day for those I love, fighting to keep that last spark of life from fading in their eyes.

والله مؤسف كم يحتقر الغرب العرب و المسلمين و العرب والمسلمين يتوددون لهم ( هَا أَنتُمْ أُولَاءِ تُحِبُّونَهُمْ وَلَا يُحِبُّونَكُمْ ) سورة آل عمران الاية 120 . قمة في الاهانة ان هؤلاء يكرهونكم ويحتقرونكم وانتم تحبونهم وتتوددون لهم . خالطتهم وليتني لم اخالطهم يعتبرون دماء العرب و المسلمين رخيصة ولا تسوى شي وان تم ظلمك فانت لا تسوى شيء امام الابيض الغربي الابيض على حق و ان كان خاطئ وقد ظلمك ولا يحق لك ان تعترض يا مسلم ياعربي . فمتى نتوحد لحفظ كرامتنا و ديننا ؟ فلسطيني سوري سعودي حدود احترعوها لنا الامم الغربية ونقدسها نحن . طز بالحدود طز بالمسميات اما نكون امة اسلامية واحده او تكونون مهانين تابعين لهم وتنقرضون