Originally published in ElleAfrique Magazine The young lady delicately adjusted her multicoloured tob and dabbed at her multicoloured face, looked down at her notes, and cleared her throat. ‘These days, doctora,’ she chirped at her middle-aged scholarly guest, ‘we bear witness to a certain phenomenon, a phenomenon which is alien to our society.’ ‘Yes,’ the doctor gravely agreed. ‘This […]
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While on holiday in Oman, I arranged a film screening at the Sudanese Social Club in Muscat. The initial idea was to screen my own film, Light of the Sahara, with a collection of other short films from Sudan Film Factory’s workshops to give Sudanese in Oman an idea about the film making industry in
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After hearing about it for months, I finally watched it this evening (in 2 installments because alkahraba gata3at halfway through). I’m not sure what I was expecting to see, but it wasn’t this. I’ve seen several clips/videos/documentaries about the Nuba Mountains, but this was a whole other level of Sudanese documentary. The cinematography, editing and
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My grandfather (maternal, not the one I made the film about), was a tough man. He came from a background of mystical religiousness where money and assets were considered nothing but worldly matters, and modesty and piety was the real thing. He always aimed high in life: he married high, studied and worked high, raised
A while ago I wrote a post about praying, and I remember getting variable forms of feedback ranging from mild approval to frank disapproval. One friend told me my approach was, like me, arrogant and condescending as if I was boasting about my own praying and looked down on those who didn’t. Another friend talked
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This is really late, but better late than never. My plans didn’t really go as expected (as if they ever do) and my work at the military hospital was cut short some time after the second week due to several circumstances. A few things happened here and there, but what I remember the most is
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يا ﺑﻨﻲ ﺍﻟﺴﻮﺩﺍﻥ ﻫﺬﺍ ﺭﻣﺰﻛﻢ ﻳﺤﻤﻞ ﺍﻟﻌﺐﺀ ﻭﻳﺤﻤﻲ ﺃﺭﺿﻜﻢ I’m blogging about my experience working in the Military Hospital in Sudan for several reasons. First, it’s been quite a while since I left the hospital and took to the offices, and my clinical experience in Sudan has been limited but overwhelmingly traumatic. Second, I
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I made a documentary about my grandfather, who I never met. His picture hung on the wall of every house we lived in for as long as I remember, and I had heard countless stories about him and the things he said/did from so many different people that it was as if I had known
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You do not represent me. Not only that, but I am just SICK of ya’ll. I can’t remember the last time I watched the news or scrolled down my Facebook page and didn’t see something about someone/some place you blew up or people you beheaded/stoned/shot or kidnapped/took hostage. And going hand-in-hand with that is news
Dear ISIL, Boko Haram, the Taliban and whoever shot up Charlie Hebdo Read More »
Published in ElleAfrique Magazine Sudan has a long history of women in leading positions in the political as well as social arena. Ancient history speaks of queens reigning over kingdoms past, such as Nubia and Kush. Modern history celebrates the likes of Alazza Mohamed Abdallah, the first woman to lead a political rally in its
Women In Sudan: where we were and where we are now Read More »