Surfing Behind the Wall

It’s getting serious. I mean really funny. Or do I mean serious? No, funny. No, serious. The pessimism of certain scholars that we’re inhere...

“JUZ? You wanna juz now?” asked the shopkeeper with a knowing smile. Outside the Hashimi Hotel across the narrow street was a small cafe tha...

If you're a budding student of surrealism, I would recommend Israel. It will prove to be your greatest project. I can assure you that Is...

IT was on the 29th of Ramadan that I had the dream. It woke me up at 4, 06 am exactly, and I could not go back to sleep. It was a disturbing...

Mali and its ancient Saharan city, Timbuktu, are the grist of legend. In the European imagination “Timbuktu” was the very symbol of a savage...

THE rumour that Usama bin Laden (remember him?) fled Afghanistan to South Africa after 9/11, bought a bakkie, travelled to Beaufort West and...

The Cave of the Seven Sleepers The Ashab ul-Kahf IT was a hot August afternoon in ‘Amman and Salim, sipping from his ever-present bottle of ...