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<rss xmlns:itunes="http://www.itunes.com/dtds/podcast-1.0.dtd" xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xmlns:podcast="https://podcastindex.org/namespace/1.0" xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" version="2.0"><channel><title>mohamedfailali</title><link>https://www.spreaker.com/podcast/mohamedfailali--424325</link><description><![CDATA[I'd love you to listen to some of my literary gems, if I might say so!]]></description><atom:link href="https://www.spreaker.com/show/424325/episodes/feed" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml"/><language>ar</language><category>Arts</category><copyright>Copyright Mohamed Failali</copyright><image><url>https://d3wo5wojvuv7l.cloudfront.net/t_rss_itunes_square_1400/images.spreaker.com/original/b24baa3828dbcabb7dc8ff1c857725da.jpg</url><title>mohamedfailali</title><link>https://www.spreaker.com/podcast/mohamedfailali--424325</link></image><lastBuildDate>Sat, 08 Apr 2023 06:15:00 +0000</lastBuildDate><itunes:author>Mohamed Failali</itunes:author><itunes:owner><itunes:name>Mohamed Failali</itunes:name><itunes:email>feeds@spreaker.com</itunes:email></itunes:owner><itunes:image href="https://d3wo5wojvuv7l.cloudfront.net/t_rss_itunes_square_1400/images.spreaker.com/original/b24baa3828dbcabb7dc8ff1c857725da.jpg"/><itunes:subtitle>I'd love you to listen to some of my literary gems, if I might say so!</itunes:subtitle><itunes:summary><![CDATA[I'd love you to listen to some of my literary gems, if I might say so!]]></itunes:summary><itunes:category text="Arts"/><itunes:explicit>false</itunes:explicit><podcast:guid>0b7cdc19-749a-509e-801e-d6567f18d7cd</podcast:guid><itunes:type>episodic</itunes:type><item><title>Coran</title><link>https://www.spreaker.com/episode/coran--48493169</link><description><![CDATA[Un jour, j’ai rencontré des normands. A la fin de la conversation, l’un a dit à l’autre – tu te rends compte, il parle sans accent. Et l’autre de répondre – non seulement il parle sans accent, mais c’est un normand de chez-nous.]]></description><guid isPermaLink="false">https://api.spreaker.com/episode/48493169</guid><pubDate>Sat, 29 Jan 2022 09:11:52 +0000</pubDate><enclosure url="https://api.spreaker.com/download/episode/48493169/coran.mp3" length="630641" type="audio/mpeg"/><itunes:author>Mohamed Failali</itunes:author><itunes:subtitle>Un jour, j’ai rencontré des normands. A la fin de la conversation, l’un a dit à l’autre – tu te rends compte, il parle sans accent. Et l’autre de répondre – non seulement il parle sans accent, mais c’est un normand de chez-nous.</itunes:subtitle><itunes:summary><![CDATA[Un jour, j’ai rencontré des normands. A la fin de la conversation, l’un a dit à l’autre – tu te rends compte, il parle sans accent. Et l’autre de répondre – non seulement il parle sans accent, mais c’est un normand de chez-nous.]]></itunes:summary><itunes:duration>158</itunes:duration><itunes:explicit>false</itunes:explicit><itunes:image href="https://d3wo5wojvuv7l.cloudfront.net/t_rss_itunes_square_1400/images.spreaker.com/original/b24baa3828dbcabb7dc8ff1c857725da.jpg"/><itunes:episodeType>full</itunes:episodeType></item><item><title>عينا ملاك</title><link>https://www.spreaker.com/episode/yna-mlak--47589476</link><description><![CDATA[.قصة حب واقعية]]></description><guid isPermaLink="false">https://api.spreaker.com/episode/47589476</guid><pubDate>Sun, 21 Nov 2021 23:01:35 +0000</pubDate><enclosure url="https://api.spreaker.com/download/episode/47589476/episode_47589476.mp3" length="3028158" type="audio/mpeg"/><itunes:author>Mohamed Failali</itunes:author><itunes:subtitle>.قصة حب واقعية</itunes:subtitle><itunes:summary><![CDATA[.قصة حب واقعية]]></itunes:summary><itunes:duration>190</itunes:duration><itunes:keywords>حب,عشق,قصة</itunes:keywords><itunes:explicit>false</itunes:explicit><itunes:image href="https://d3wo5wojvuv7l.cloudfront.net/t_rss_itunes_square_1400/images.spreaker.com/original/b24baa3828dbcabb7dc8ff1c857725da.jpg"/><itunes:episodeType>full</itunes:episodeType></item><item><title>Œil-d ’-Ange</title><link>https://www.spreaker.com/episode/oeil-d-ange--47589444</link><description><![CDATA[Une histoire d'amour réelle.]]></description><guid isPermaLink="false">https://api.spreaker.com/episode/47589444</guid><pubDate>Sun, 21 Nov 2021 22:54:43 +0000</pubDate><enclosure url="https://api.spreaker.com/download/episode/47589444/naya_fr.mp3" length="3027322" type="audio/mpeg"/><itunes:author>Mohamed Failali</itunes:author><itunes:subtitle>Une histoire d'amour réelle.</itunes:subtitle><itunes:summary><![CDATA[Une histoire d'amour réelle.]]></itunes:summary><itunes:duration>190</itunes:duration><itunes:keywords>amour,histoire,romance</itunes:keywords><itunes:explicit>false</itunes:explicit><itunes:image href="https://d3wo5wojvuv7l.cloudfront.net/t_rss_itunes_square_1400/images.spreaker.com/original/b24baa3828dbcabb7dc8ff1c857725da.jpg"/><itunes:episodeType>full</itunes:episodeType></item><item><title>Ojos-de-Ángel</title><link>https://www.spreaker.com/episode/ojos-de-angel--47589404</link><description><![CDATA[Una historia de amor real.]]></description><guid isPermaLink="false">https://api.spreaker.com/episode/47589404</guid><pubDate>Sun, 21 Nov 2021 22:51:13 +0000</pubDate><enclosure url="https://api.spreaker.com/download/episode/47589404/naya_es.mp3" length="3027322" type="audio/mpeg"/><itunes:author>Mohamed Failali</itunes:author><itunes:subtitle>Una historia de amor real.</itunes:subtitle><itunes:summary><![CDATA[Una historia de amor real.]]></itunes:summary><itunes:duration>190</itunes:duration><itunes:keywords>amor,historia,romance</itunes:keywords><itunes:explicit>false</itunes:explicit><itunes:image href="https://d3wo5wojvuv7l.cloudfront.net/t_rss_itunes_square_1400/images.spreaker.com/original/b24baa3828dbcabb7dc8ff1c857725da.jpg"/><itunes:episodeType>full</itunes:episodeType></item><item><title>Angel-Eyes</title><link>https://www.spreaker.com/episode/angel-eyes--47589382</link><description><![CDATA[A real love story]]></description><guid isPermaLink="false">https://api.spreaker.com/episode/47589382</guid><pubDate>Sun, 21 Nov 2021 22:43:20 +0000</pubDate><enclosure url="https://api.spreaker.com/download/episode/47589382/naya_en.mp3" length="3028158" type="audio/mpeg"/><itunes:author>Mohamed Failali</itunes:author><itunes:subtitle>A real love story</itunes:subtitle><itunes:summary><![CDATA[A real love story]]></itunes:summary><itunes:duration>190</itunes:duration><itunes:keywords>love,romance,story</itunes:keywords><itunes:explicit>false</itunes:explicit><itunes:image href="https://d3wo5wojvuv7l.cloudfront.net/t_rss_itunes_square_1400/images.spreaker.com/original/b24baa3828dbcabb7dc8ff1c857725da.jpg"/><itunes:episodeType>full</itunes:episodeType></item><item><title>My heart bleeds for all!</title><link>https://www.spreaker.com/episode/my-heart-bleeds-for-all--46699292</link><description><![CDATA[Before voting for parasites, think of your grandchildren, who will live under the debt burden. Global evil is, in fact, usury, the worst result of which is the current state where we are, more and more homeless people.]]></description><guid isPermaLink="false">https://api.spreaker.com/episode/46699292</guid><pubDate>Sun, 26 Sep 2021 23:21:30 +0000</pubDate><enclosure url="https://api.spreaker.com/download/episode/46699292/mf.mp3" length="1587594" type="audio/mpeg"/><itunes:author>Mohamed Failali</itunes:author><itunes:subtitle>Before voting for parasites, think of your grandchildren, who will live under the debt burden. Global evil is, in fact, usury, the worst result of which is the current state where we are, more and more homeless people.</itunes:subtitle><itunes:summary><![CDATA[Before voting for parasites, think of your grandchildren, who will live under the debt burden. Global evil is, in fact, usury, the worst result of which is the current state where we are, more and more homeless people.]]></itunes:summary><itunes:duration>100</itunes:duration><itunes:keywords>homeless,oligarchy,poor,rich</itunes:keywords><itunes:explicit>false</itunes:explicit><itunes:image href="https://d3wo5wojvuv7l.cloudfront.net/t_rss_itunes_square_1400/images.spreaker.com/original/b24baa3828dbcabb7dc8ff1c857725da.jpg"/><itunes:episodeType>full</itunes:episodeType></item><item><title>One language</title><link>https://www.spreaker.com/episode/one-language--44809847</link><description><![CDATA[80% of all information is in English. One of so many reasons for you to learn English. English is my fourth language indeed. I use it more than my own language to know the most accurate informations about current affairs in every area of life. You can join me on ESL.MA<br /><br />It is my son talking in the background. I love him so much. I did mean to conserve his voice.]]></description><guid isPermaLink="false">https://api.spreaker.com/episode/44809847</guid><pubDate>Fri, 14 May 2021 10:03:19 +0000</pubDate><enclosure url="https://api.spreaker.com/download/episode/44809847/onelang.mp3" length="2004113" type="audio/mpeg"/><itunes:author>Mohamed Failali</itunes:author><itunes:subtitle>80% of all information is in English. One of so many reasons for you to learn English. English is my fourth language indeed. I use it more than my own language to know the most accurate informations about current affairs in every area of life. You can...</itunes:subtitle><itunes:summary><![CDATA[80% of all information is in English. One of so many reasons for you to learn English. English is my fourth language indeed. I use it more than my own language to know the most accurate informations about current affairs in every area of life. You can join me on ESL.MA<br /><br />It is my son talking in the background. I love him so much. I did mean to conserve his voice.]]></itunes:summary><itunes:duration>126</itunes:duration><itunes:keywords>english,esl,language</itunes:keywords><itunes:explicit>false</itunes:explicit><itunes:image href="https://d3wo5wojvuv7l.cloudfront.net/t_rss_itunes_square_1400/images.spreaker.com/original/b24baa3828dbcabb7dc8ff1c857725da.jpg"/><itunes:episodeType>full</itunes:episodeType></item><item><title>Rewriting</title><link>https://www.spreaker.com/episode/rewriting--44056901</link><description><![CDATA[Writing is a duty and a responsibility, not just showing off published books!]]></description><guid isPermaLink="false">https://api.spreaker.com/episode/44056901</guid><pubDate>Fri, 26 Mar 2021 02:51:17 +0000</pubDate><enclosure url="https://api.spreaker.com/download/episode/44056901/rewriting.mp3" length="8674323" type="audio/mpeg"/><itunes:author>Mohamed Failali</itunes:author><itunes:subtitle>Writing is a duty and a responsibility, not just showing off published books!</itunes:subtitle><itunes:summary><![CDATA[Writing is a duty and a responsibility, not just showing off published books!]]></itunes:summary><itunes:duration>543</itunes:duration><itunes:keywords>books,duty,responsibility,writing</itunes:keywords><itunes:explicit>false</itunes:explicit><itunes:image href="https://d3wo5wojvuv7l.cloudfront.net/t_rss_itunes_square_1400/images.spreaker.com/original/b24baa3828dbcabb7dc8ff1c857725da.jpg"/><itunes:episodeType>full</itunes:episodeType></item><item><title>Pray for them!</title><link>https://www.spreaker.com/episode/pray-for-them--34764893</link><description><![CDATA[Once, I wanted to buy a typing machine. The owner laughed at me saying it was too expensive for me. Humanity waited centuries for the typing machine. I waited only few years to acquire my first computer. A kind Moroccan journalist from Anadolu Agency contacted me for an interview. Thanks to her article my story shined. Between 2015 and 2016, I was invited by 2M, Aljazeera, BBC Arabic and Cap Radio for an interview. I used to give my books to acquaintances and tourists as a souvenir. Since then, people came to congratulate me and ask me about my books.<br />The more trees we plant, the more lives we save! Sadly, one only cigarette end can burn a whole forest. Contagion is the worst evil on earth. Few people used to swear, lie or smoke. Now, it is a pandemic. What if smokers stopped smoking, at least, once a week, sparing their time, health and money to give it to a benevolent association? <br />One of my favorite places on earth is the seaside and one of my favorite music is the sound of birds twitting in a forest, of water murmuring between the rocks, of waves lashing the shore… <br />My favorite perfume is the flavor of recently baked traditional bread; my father was a baker!  My favorite nature scenery is a field of barley and poppies, I spent my early childhood in the country by my beloved grand-mother on top of a hill from which I could see The Mediterranean Sea.  I am a simple and humble man, a slave of our times. As the saying goes, wisdom leads to peace. I love peace like you all and I think one can find it in a good book. I do not have much time to waste, just enough to convey the message and die.  Do not ask how or why they died, just pray for them!]]></description><guid isPermaLink="false">https://api.spreaker.com/episode/34764893</guid><pubDate>Tue, 30 Jun 2020 05:38:17 +0000</pubDate><enclosure url="https://api.spreaker.com/download/episode/34764893/flend.mp3" length="676512" type="audio/mpeg"/><itunes:author>Mohamed Failali</itunes:author><itunes:subtitle>Once, I wanted to buy a typing machine. The owner laughed at me saying it was too expensive for me. Humanity waited centuries for the typing machine. I waited only few years to acquire my first computer. A kind Moroccan journalist from Anadolu Agency...</itunes:subtitle><itunes:summary><![CDATA[Once, I wanted to buy a typing machine. The owner laughed at me saying it was too expensive for me. Humanity waited centuries for the typing machine. I waited only few years to acquire my first computer. A kind Moroccan journalist from Anadolu Agency contacted me for an interview. Thanks to her article my story shined. Between 2015 and 2016, I was invited by 2M, Aljazeera, BBC Arabic and Cap Radio for an interview. I used to give my books to acquaintances and tourists as a souvenir. Since then, people came to congratulate me and ask me about my books.<br />The more trees we plant, the more lives we save! Sadly, one only cigarette end can burn a whole forest. Contagion is the worst evil on earth. Few people used to swear, lie or smoke. Now, it is a pandemic. What if smokers stopped smoking, at least, once a week, sparing their time, health and money to give it to a benevolent association? <br />One of my favorite places on earth is the seaside and one of my favorite music is the sound of birds twitting in a forest, of water murmuring between the rocks, of waves lashing the shore… <br />My favorite perfume is the flavor of recently baked traditional bread; my father was a baker!  My favorite nature scenery is a field of barley and poppies, I spent my early childhood in the country by my beloved grand-mother on top of a hill from which I could see The Mediterranean Sea.  I am a simple and humble man, a slave of our times. As the saying goes, wisdom leads to peace. I love peace like you all and I think one can find it in a good book. I do not have much time to waste, just enough to convey the message and die.  Do not ask how or why they died, just pray for them!]]></itunes:summary><itunes:duration>113</itunes:duration><itunes:keywords>benevolence,pandemic,smoking,waste</itunes:keywords><itunes:explicit>false</itunes:explicit><itunes:image href="https://d3wo5wojvuv7l.cloudfront.net/t_rss_itunes_square_1400/images.spreaker.com/original/b24baa3828dbcabb7dc8ff1c857725da.jpg"/><itunes:episodeType>full</itunes:episodeType></item><item><title>Mohamed Failali biography</title><link>https://www.spreaker.com/episode/mohamed-failali-biography--34758247</link><description><![CDATA[My father worked hard to the end. He never showed grief in spite of the daily torture. He hid his pain. He used to joke. I inherited his patience. It was my daughter’s seventh anniversary. I bought a cake and went back home. I was happy not to say very happy. Then, I thought my joy would not last long. My wife told me to stay with my son of two months and a half. They would celebrate the birthday anniversary with her relatives and neighbors at her father’s place. I heard them sing. I looked at my son sleeping. I thought of my father, who looked at me when I was a baby the same way. I had to let my tears drop. It was a painful feeling. When I see a man toil, I wonder if his family is grateful to him. On my way, I try not to walk on ants. After becoming a father, I learnt to say: ’I love you, forgive me’ I would love to see healthy and well-educated children all over the world. Whenever I ate a meal, I thought of those, who have nothing to eat in a world where the rich waste food while others starve. When my daughter was born, I decided to publish my first book ‘An Unexpected Intruder’ in 2009, a novel in Spanish, my first foreign language, which I learnt by myself. As I met people from all over the world in my work place, I had the idea to write in four different languages to reach a larger audience. In the beginning, I learnt French painfully. At the faculty of letters, I was disappointed. I had to leave university without remorse. Since then, I have learned Spanish and English. In 2010, I published ‘Salam’, in 2013 ‘Omnia’, in 2015 ‘120’, in 2016 ‘Nadima’, in 2017 ‘What’s up?’, in 2018 ‘Sad sauce’, in 2020, two e-books ‘La Profumeuse’ and ‘Farewell List’, stories in Arabic, English, Spanish and French. As a writer, I wish to leave a sincere and clear message before passing away. In fact, I never stopped reading and writing in order to publish my books. Self-publishing is an expensive adventure. Writing in four different languages is a hard task. However, the will to publish my writings challenged all the obstacles. I thank all of you who encourage me to continue. I could not do it without your help. Those, who try to humiliate me, inflame my wish to succeed. I do it all with love. I do not pretend to be a dedicated artist, nor a persevering writer. I am a simple and humble man, a slave of our times. I love peace like you all and I think one can find it in a good book.<br /><br /><a href="https://www.mohamedfailali.com" rel="noopener">https://www.mohamedfailali.com</a>]]></description><guid isPermaLink="false">https://api.spreaker.com/episode/34758247</guid><pubDate>Tue, 30 Jun 2020 05:26:35 +0000</pubDate><enclosure url="https://api.spreaker.com/download/episode/34758247/mfbiography.mp3" length="1030889" type="audio/mpeg"/><itunes:author>Mohamed Failali</itunes:author><itunes:subtitle>My father worked hard to the end. He never showed grief in spite of the daily torture. He hid his pain. He used to joke. I inherited his patience. It was my daughter’s seventh anniversary. I bought a cake and went back home. I was happy not to say...</itunes:subtitle><itunes:summary><![CDATA[My father worked hard to the end. He never showed grief in spite of the daily torture. He hid his pain. He used to joke. I inherited his patience. It was my daughter’s seventh anniversary. I bought a cake and went back home. I was happy not to say very happy. Then, I thought my joy would not last long. My wife told me to stay with my son of two months and a half. They would celebrate the birthday anniversary with her relatives and neighbors at her father’s place. I heard them sing. I looked at my son sleeping. I thought of my father, who looked at me when I was a baby the same way. I had to let my tears drop. It was a painful feeling. When I see a man toil, I wonder if his family is grateful to him. On my way, I try not to walk on ants. After becoming a father, I learnt to say: ’I love you, forgive me’ I would love to see healthy and well-educated children all over the world. Whenever I ate a meal, I thought of those, who have nothing to eat in a world where the rich waste food while others starve. When my daughter was born, I decided to publish my first book ‘An Unexpected Intruder’ in 2009, a novel in Spanish, my first foreign language, which I learnt by myself. As I met people from all over the world in my work place, I had the idea to write in four different languages to reach a larger audience. In the beginning, I learnt French painfully. At the faculty of letters, I was disappointed. I had to leave university without remorse. Since then, I have learned Spanish and English. In 2010, I published ‘Salam’, in 2013 ‘Omnia’, in 2015 ‘120’, in 2016 ‘Nadima’, in 2017 ‘What’s up?’, in 2018 ‘Sad sauce’, in 2020, two e-books ‘La Profumeuse’ and ‘Farewell List’, stories in Arabic, English, Spanish and French. As a writer, I wish to leave a sincere and clear message before passing away. In fact, I never stopped reading and writing in order to publish my books. Self-publishing is an expensive adventure. Writing in four different languages is a hard task. However, the will to publish my writings challenged all the obstacles. I thank all of you who encourage me to continue. I could not do it without your help. Those, who try to humiliate me, inflame my wish to succeed. I do it all with love. I do not pretend to be a dedicated artist, nor a persevering writer. I am a simple and humble man, a slave of our times. I love peace like you all and I think one can find it in a good book.<br /><br /><a href="https://www.mohamedfailali.com" rel="noopener">https://www.mohamedfailali.com</a>]]></itunes:summary><itunes:duration>172</itunes:duration><itunes:keywords>books,literature,publishing,selfpublishing,selftaught</itunes:keywords><itunes:explicit>false</itunes:explicit><itunes:image href="https://d3wo5wojvuv7l.cloudfront.net/t_rss_itunes_square_1400/images.spreaker.com/original/b24baa3828dbcabb7dc8ff1c857725da.jpg"/><itunes:episodeType>full</itunes:episodeType></item><item><title>Hope</title><link>https://www.spreaker.com/episode/hope--15759768</link><description><![CDATA[Hope<br /><br />Looking desperately at the sky  <br />Not, at all, aiming high,  <br />A Muslim refugee  <br />Wonders where to flee.  <br />A child of not more than five  <br />Obliged to keep hope alive  <br />In the face of so many dangers:  <br />Mines, missiles, hunger and vultures.  <br />O lost son! I am so sorry  <br />I could not calm your worry.  <br /><br />  Saturday, October, 13, 2001<br /><br />By : Mohamed Failali<br /><br />In loving memory of all innocent victims of war since the dawn of history]]></description><guid isPermaLink="false">https://api.spreaker.com/episode/15759768</guid><pubDate>Thu, 20 Sep 2018 01:13:17 +0000</pubDate><enclosure url="https://api.spreaker.com/download/episode/15759768/aylan.mp3" length="818363" type="audio/mpeg"/><itunes:author>Mohamed Failali</itunes:author><itunes:subtitle>Hope&#13;
&#13;
Looking desperately at the sky  &#13;
Not, at all, aiming high,  &#13;
A Muslim refugee  &#13;
Wonders where to flee.  &#13;
A child of not more than five  &#13;
Obliged to keep hope alive  &#13;
In the face of so many dangers:  &#13;
Mines, missiles, hunger and...</itunes:subtitle><itunes:summary><![CDATA[Hope<br /><br />Looking desperately at the sky  <br />Not, at all, aiming high,  <br />A Muslim refugee  <br />Wonders where to flee.  <br />A child of not more than five  <br />Obliged to keep hope alive  <br />In the face of so many dangers:  <br />Mines, missiles, hunger and vultures.  <br />O lost son! I am so sorry  <br />I could not calm your worry.  <br /><br />  Saturday, October, 13, 2001<br /><br />By : Mohamed Failali<br /><br />In loving memory of all innocent victims of war since the dawn of history]]></itunes:summary><itunes:duration>52</itunes:duration><itunes:explicit>false</itunes:explicit><itunes:image href="https://d3wo5wojvuv7l.cloudfront.net/t_rss_itunes_square_1400/images.spreaker.com/original/b24baa3828dbcabb7dc8ff1c857725da.jpg"/><itunes:episodeType>full</itunes:episodeType></item><item><title>Mohamed Failali on TV</title><link>https://www.spreaker.com/episode/mohamed-failali-on-tv--13445942</link><description><![CDATA[This is the translation of the interviews I gave to 2M, Aljazeera and BBC Arabic :<br />In our culture page, we discover Mohamed Failali from Martil. Though he works as a guard in a car-park, he continues to publish books. He has written seven books in four languages since he was obliged by life pressures to leave university just to become a car-guard. His motto: we need not only bread to live!<br />Whoever watches him work as a car-guard in Tetouan might not believe that Mohamed Failali from Martil speaks and writes in four languages.<br />He gave up French literature studies in spite of him because of poverty.<br />He was not overcome and accepted his first job opportunity.<br />I have a family. I have a house. This is not fiction. This is work. I accepted a modest job and I am going on God’s willing. I encourage youth not to reject a job however modest; it may help them go far.<br />And not far from Tetouan, we accompanied Mohamed to his house in Martil.<br />Here we discover that the car-guard and the father of a small family has been a writer for a long time.<br />He has already written seven books. <br />Most of them are short stories.<br />He managed to print and publish four. <br />He writes in Arabic and Spanish and translates it into English and French.<br />The first book published in2009 is a Spanish novel ‘’Un Intruso Inesperado’’.<br />The second book ‘Salam’ appeared in 2010.<br />It encourages Moroccan tourism.<br />I wrote stories inviting people to visit Morocco as a brilliant touristic destination.<br />The third book ‘Omnia’ meaning ‘everything’ in Latin.  As we say ‘omnipresent’.<br />I told my daughter Omnia ‘this is your name just to flatter her.<br />And without flattering, people, who knew Mohamed, insist that he deserves a better job than a car-guard.<br />‘If society were fair, taking his great ideas into account, he deserves a better place’<br />The fourth book self-published by Mohamed Failali is ‘120’ in four languages. 120 cents is the price of bread, which led this writer to seek a source of income in the noisy environment of cars. Morality: do not judge people from their appearance as you cannot guess their inner advantages.]]></description><guid isPermaLink="false">https://api.spreaker.com/episode/13445942</guid><pubDate>Tue, 28 Nov 2017 02:59:10 +0000</pubDate><enclosure url="https://api.spreaker.com/download/episode/13445942/mohamedfailalitv.mp3" length="25279822" type="audio/mpeg"/><itunes:author>Mohamed Failali</itunes:author><itunes:subtitle>This is the translation of the interviews I gave to 2M, Aljazeera and BBC Arabic :&#13;
In our culture page, we discover Mohamed Failali from Martil. Though he works as a guard in a car-park, he continues to publish books. He has written seven books in...</itunes:subtitle><itunes:summary><![CDATA[This is the translation of the interviews I gave to 2M, Aljazeera and BBC Arabic :<br />In our culture page, we discover Mohamed Failali from Martil. Though he works as a guard in a car-park, he continues to publish books. He has written seven books in four languages since he was obliged by life pressures to leave university just to become a car-guard. His motto: we need not only bread to live!<br />Whoever watches him work as a car-guard in Tetouan might not believe that Mohamed Failali from Martil speaks and writes in four languages.<br />He gave up French literature studies in spite of him because of poverty.<br />He was not overcome and accepted his first job opportunity.<br />I have a family. I have a house. This is not fiction. This is work. I accepted a modest job and I am going on God’s willing. I encourage youth not to reject a job however modest; it may help them go far.<br />And not far from Tetouan, we accompanied Mohamed to his house in Martil.<br />Here we discover that the car-guard and the father of a small family has been a writer for a long time.<br />He has already written seven books. <br />Most of them are short stories.<br />He managed to print and publish four. <br />He writes in Arabic and Spanish and translates it into English and French.<br />The first book published in2009 is a Spanish novel ‘’Un Intruso Inesperado’’.<br />The second book ‘Salam’ appeared in 2010.<br />It encourages Moroccan tourism.<br />I wrote stories inviting people to visit Morocco as a brilliant touristic destination.<br />The third book ‘Omnia’ meaning ‘everything’ in Latin.  As we say ‘omnipresent’.<br />I told my daughter Omnia ‘this is your name just to flatter her.<br />And without flattering, people, who knew Mohamed, insist that he deserves a better job than a car-guard.<br />‘If society were fair, taking his great ideas into account, he deserves a better place’<br />The fourth book self-published by Mohamed Failali is ‘120’ in four languages. 120 cents is the price of bread, which led this writer to seek a source of income in the noisy environment of cars. Morality: do not judge people from their appearance as you cannot guess their inner advantages.]]></itunes:summary><itunes:duration>632</itunes:duration><itunes:keywords>2m,aljazeera,bbcarabic,interviews,mohamedfailali</itunes:keywords><itunes:explicit>false</itunes:explicit><itunes:image href="https://d3wo5wojvuv7l.cloudfront.net/t_rss_itunes_square_1400/images.spreaker.com/original/b24baa3828dbcabb7dc8ff1c857725da.jpg"/><itunes:episodeType>full</itunes:episodeType></item><item><title>Interviews</title><link>https://www.spreaker.com/episode/interviews--13445331</link><description><![CDATA[When my daughter was born, I decided to publish my first book ‘An unexpected intruder’ in 2009, a novel in Spanish, my first foreign language, which I learnt by myself. As I met people from all over the world, I had the idea to write in four languages. In 2010, I published ‘Salam’, in 2013, ‘Omnia’, in 2015, ‘120’, in 2016 ‘Nadima’ and in 2017 ‘What’s up?’ stories in Arabic, English, Spanish and French. As a writer I hope to leave a clear and sincere message before passing away. I am a simple and humble man, a slave of our times. I love peace like you all and I think one can find it in a good book. A very kind Moroccan journalist from Anadolu Agency, Hind Subai idrissi, contacted me for an interview. Thanks to her article my story shined. Between 2015 and 2016 I was invited by 2M, Aljazeera, BBC Arabic and Cap Radio for an interview. I was exhausted by over-work and pain through my whole body. It was strange. In those years ‘2014-2016’ when the neighboring car-park closed for restoration and I had to face hundreds of cars and furious drivers daily for more than 10 hours, I received calls from TV, Radio and newspapers. I used to give my books to tourists and people I know. Since then, people came to congratulate me and ask me about my books. Some even pay me well. Thanks to their help, I was able to pay 17 000 € ‘extortion’ for the damages mad drivers left behind in the two years chaos as the car-park is not insured by the boss who cares only about the revenue. The latter became crazy after I appeared on TV. He has been taking measures of repression against me since then. All I wish is that he could stop smoking to recover and pay me well!]]></description><guid isPermaLink="false">https://api.spreaker.com/episode/13445331</guid><pubDate>Tue, 28 Nov 2017 01:00:45 +0000</pubDate><enclosure url="https://api.spreaker.com/download/episode/13445331/interviews.mp3" length="2422072" type="audio/mpeg"/><itunes:author>Mohamed Failali</itunes:author><itunes:subtitle>When my daughter was born, I decided to publish my first book ‘An unexpected intruder’ in 2009, a novel in Spanish, my first foreign language, which I learnt by myself. As I met people from all over the world, I had the idea to write in four...</itunes:subtitle><itunes:summary><![CDATA[When my daughter was born, I decided to publish my first book ‘An unexpected intruder’ in 2009, a novel in Spanish, my first foreign language, which I learnt by myself. As I met people from all over the world, I had the idea to write in four languages. In 2010, I published ‘Salam’, in 2013, ‘Omnia’, in 2015, ‘120’, in 2016 ‘Nadima’ and in 2017 ‘What’s up?’ stories in Arabic, English, Spanish and French. As a writer I hope to leave a clear and sincere message before passing away. I am a simple and humble man, a slave of our times. I love peace like you all and I think one can find it in a good book. A very kind Moroccan journalist from Anadolu Agency, Hind Subai idrissi, contacted me for an interview. Thanks to her article my story shined. Between 2015 and 2016 I was invited by 2M, Aljazeera, BBC Arabic and Cap Radio for an interview. I was exhausted by over-work and pain through my whole body. It was strange. In those years ‘2014-2016’ when the neighboring car-park closed for restoration and I had to face hundreds of cars and furious drivers daily for more than 10 hours, I received calls from TV, Radio and newspapers. I used to give my books to tourists and people I know. Since then, people came to congratulate me and ask me about my books. Some even pay me well. Thanks to their help, I was able to pay 17 000 € ‘extortion’ for the damages mad drivers left behind in the two years chaos as the car-park is not insured by the boss who cares only about the revenue. The latter became crazy after I appeared on TV. He has been taking measures of repression against me since then. All I wish is that he could stop smoking to recover and pay me well!]]></itunes:summary><itunes:duration>152</itunes:duration><itunes:keywords>books,mohamedfailali,stories,writing</itunes:keywords><itunes:explicit>false</itunes:explicit><itunes:image href="https://d3wo5wojvuv7l.cloudfront.net/t_rss_itunes_square_1400/images.spreaker.com/original/b24baa3828dbcabb7dc8ff1c857725da.jpg"/><itunes:episodeType>full</itunes:episodeType></item><item><title>Bio</title><link>https://www.spreaker.com/episode/bio--7265517</link><description><![CDATA[In the beginning, I learnt French painfully. At the faculty of letters, I was disappointed. I had to leave university without remorse. Since then I have learnt Spanish and English. In 2009, I published my first novel ‘An Unexpected Intruder’ in Spanish, my first foreign language, which I learnt by myself. In 2010, I published ‘Salam’, in 2013 ‘Omnia’ and in 2015 ‘120’, three collections of stories in Arabic, English, Spanish and French. As a writer, I wish to leave a sincere and clear message before passing away. In fact, I never stopped reading and writing in order to publish my books. Self-publishing is an expensive adventure. But, the will to publish my writings challenged all the obstacles. I thank all of you who encourage me to continue. I could not do it without your help. Those who try to humiliate me inflame my wish to succeed. I do it all with love. I do not pretend to be a dedicated artist, nor a persevering writer. I am a simple and humble man, a slave of our times. I love peace like you all and I think one can find it in a good book. I had the chance to open my eyes on a clean nature and spend my golden age by my grandmother. She gave me those first gems of life: such are faith and patience. We were my mother and I crossing a cemetery to reach my grandparents’ house. Located on a hill, it offers a nice view of both the Mediterranean Sea and the Rif mountains.  I heard a dove sing. I asked my mother what the bird said. She told me a folkloric song. One day, the neighbor's daughters climbed a tree and threw berries on a towel they lay between my legs. I sat in the shadow of the tree. There was a big old fig tree in the middle. My grandmother tied a tree-swing to one of its branches. As she told me frightening tales about wolves, I swung for some time and, then, ran away home. There might be a wolf! I asked her once to tie a goat for me. The animal, accustomed to freedom, forced me to set it free. I cried as my pride was hurt. At least, I learnt what freedom meant. Precious lessons one cannot learn in front of a machine nowadays! Those first years of my life, I can hardly remember, stamped my whole existence with their natural taste and flavor in a Mediterranean nature : shallow rivers,  green fields, poppies, fig-trees, grazing goats…My grand-mother used to exclaim at footballers: why do not they give them a ball each so that they stop fighting for one? She loved it when the bull won the corrida! The kind of childhood I had explains the worry I feel towards children all over the world. They deserve a better life: mainly good education, not fast food! I always felt as though I was a passing ghost on earth. I do not believe in ghosts but the living humans awaiting death. Life on earth is hard. Do not ever expect it to soften! My father was a traditional baker. He used to give bread and shelter to tramps in his modest bakery. Some people think when one’s father is poor one is doomed. But, I am proud of my father who worked hard to maintain a family and left me sane and safe. I cannot but thank both my parents for the efforts, the time and the money they spent on me. I am a father of two now and I know what it means. No one would opt for poverty, not in this selfish world. Good education is the best fortune to bequeath to our children. When we think money is everything, then we lose everything. Money is indeed the dirtiest thing on earth if not used properly. The unfair banking system is the main cause of humans’ misfortune. Bread for all is the least of humans’ rights. Sadly, it is far from being a reality in today’s world!]]></description><guid isPermaLink="false">https://api.spreaker.com/episode/7265517</guid><pubDate>Sun, 29 Nov 2015 22:41:17 +0000</pubDate><enclosure url="https://api.spreaker.com/download/episode/7265517/enbio.mp3" length="0" type="audio/mpeg"/><itunes:author>Mohamed Failali</itunes:author><itunes:subtitle>In the beginning, I learnt French painfully. At the faculty of letters, I was disappointed. I had to leave university without remorse. Since then I have learnt Spanish and English. In 2009, I published my first novel ‘An Unexpected Intruder’ in...</itunes:subtitle><itunes:summary><![CDATA[In the beginning, I learnt French painfully. At the faculty of letters, I was disappointed. I had to leave university without remorse. Since then I have learnt Spanish and English. In 2009, I published my first novel ‘An Unexpected Intruder’ in Spanish, my first foreign language, which I learnt by myself. In 2010, I published ‘Salam’, in 2013 ‘Omnia’ and in 2015 ‘120’, three collections of stories in Arabic, English, Spanish and French. As a writer, I wish to leave a sincere and clear message before passing away. In fact, I never stopped reading and writing in order to publish my books. Self-publishing is an expensive adventure. But, the will to publish my writings challenged all the obstacles. I thank all of you who encourage me to continue. I could not do it without your help. Those who try to humiliate me inflame my wish to succeed. I do it all with love. I do not pretend to be a dedicated artist, nor a persevering writer. I am a simple and humble man, a slave of our times. I love peace like you all and I think one can find it in a good book. I had the chance to open my eyes on a clean nature and spend my golden age by my grandmother. She gave me those first gems of life: such are faith and patience. We were my mother and I crossing a cemetery to reach my grandparents’ house. Located on a hill, it offers a nice view of both the Mediterranean Sea and the Rif mountains.  I heard a dove sing. I asked my mother what the bird said. She told me a folkloric song. One day, the neighbor's daughters climbed a tree and threw berries on a towel they lay between my legs. I sat in the shadow of the tree. There was a big old fig tree in the middle. My grandmother tied a tree-swing to one of its branches. As she told me frightening tales about wolves, I swung for some time and, then, ran away home. There might be a wolf! I asked her once to tie a goat for me. The animal, accustomed to freedom, forced me to set it free. I cried as my pride was hurt. At least, I learnt what freedom meant. Precious lessons one cannot learn in front of a machine nowadays! Those first years of my life, I can hardly remember, stamped my whole existence with their natural taste and flavor in a Mediterranean nature : shallow rivers,  green fields, poppies, fig-trees, grazing goats…My grand-mother used to exclaim at footballers: why do not they give them a ball each so that they stop fighting for one? She loved it when the bull won the corrida! The kind of childhood I had explains the worry I feel towards children all over the world. They deserve a better life: mainly good education, not fast food! I always felt as though I was a passing ghost on earth. I do not believe in ghosts but the living humans awaiting death. Life on earth is hard. Do not ever expect it to soften! My father was a traditional baker. He used to give bread and shelter to tramps in his modest bakery. Some people think when one’s father is poor one is doomed. But, I am proud of my father who worked hard to maintain a family and left me sane and safe. I cannot but thank both my parents for the efforts, the time and the money they spent on me. I am a father of two now and I know what it means. No one would opt for poverty, not in this selfish world. Good education is the best fortune to bequeath to our children. When we think money is everything, then we lose everything. Money is indeed the dirtiest thing on earth if not used properly. The unfair banking system is the main cause of humans’ misfortune. Bread for all is the least of humans’ rights. Sadly, it is far from being a reality in today’s world!]]></itunes:summary><itunes:duration>331</itunes:duration><itunes:keywords>bio,mohamedfailali,writer</itunes:keywords><itunes:explicit>false</itunes:explicit><itunes:image href="https://d3wo5wojvuv7l.cloudfront.net/t_rss_itunes_square_1400/images.spreaker.com/original/8c19c8cae6c009fc93de23ed8fa2a118.jpg"/><itunes:episodeType>full</itunes:episodeType></item><item><title>دوارة</title><link>https://www.spreaker.com/episode/dwart--5299070</link><description><![CDATA[أذهب غالبا إلى المطعم ساعة الغذاء. ليس لدي الوقت للتسوق ولا الصبر للطبخ. لا أحب غسل الأواني أيضا. لذا أفكر بالزواج.<br />تقريبا كل يوم أجدني في المطعم نفسه وفي الساعة نفسها. لم أكن أتوقع ما حدث لي آخر مرة. أخذ دخيل مكانه على مائدتي وبدأ يأكل معي. تركت الأكل وبقيت أشاهد. التهم كل ما استطاع. حتى عصيري شربه كله.]]></description><guid isPermaLink="false">https://api.spreaker.com/episode/5299070</guid><pubDate>Wed, 03 Dec 2014 01:27:47 +0000</pubDate><enclosure url="https://api.spreaker.com/download/episode/5299070/roulette.mp3" length="0" type="audio/mpeg"/><itunes:author>Mohamed Failali</itunes:author><itunes:subtitle>أذهب غالبا إلى المطعم ساعة الغذاء. ليس لدي الوقت للتسوق ولا الصبر للطبخ. لا أحب غسل الأواني أيضا. لذا أفكر بالزواج.
تقريبا كل يوم أجدني في المطعم نفسه وفي الساعة نفسها. لم أكن أتوقع ما حدث لي آخر مرة. أخذ دخيل مكانه على مائدتي وبدأ يأكل معي. تركت...</itunes:subtitle><itunes:summary><![CDATA[أذهب غالبا إلى المطعم ساعة الغذاء. ليس لدي الوقت للتسوق ولا الصبر للطبخ. لا أحب غسل الأواني أيضا. لذا أفكر بالزواج.<br />تقريبا كل يوم أجدني في المطعم نفسه وفي الساعة نفسها. لم أكن أتوقع ما حدث لي آخر مرة. أخذ دخيل مكانه على مائدتي وبدأ يأكل معي. تركت الأكل وبقيت أشاهد. التهم كل ما استطاع. حتى عصيري شربه كله.]]></itunes:summary><itunes:duration>341</itunes:duration><itunes:explicit>false</itunes:explicit><itunes:image href="https://d3wo5wojvuv7l.cloudfront.net/t_rss_itunes_square_1400/images.spreaker.com/original/368d1e3a262f73fa4ab6aebddbc27cb8.jpg"/><itunes:episodeType>full</itunes:episodeType></item><item><title>En français</title><link>https://www.spreaker.com/episode/en-francais--4571036</link><description><![CDATA[Au début, j'assimilais péniblement le français. Peu à peu, j’ai appris à l’aimer. A la faculté des lettres, on m’a déçu. J'ai dû quitter l’université sans remords. Dès lors, j’ai commencé à apprendre l’espagnol et l’anglais. En 2009, j’ai publié mon premier roman « Un Intrus Inattendu » en espagnol, ma première langue étrangère que j’ai apprise par moi-même. En 2010, j’ai publié « Salam » et en 2013 "Omnia", deux collections de nouvelles en quatre langues : arabe, anglais, espagnol et français. Ma vie a double face : la réalité d’un homme toujours incapable de se libérer des vicissitudes de la vie et la vérité d’un écrivain résolu de laisser un message clair et sincère avant de trépasser. En fait,  je n’ai jamais cessé de lire et d’écrire afin de publier mes livres. L'autoédition est une vraie aventure qui coûte cher. Mais, la volonté de publier mes écrits défie tous les obstacles. Je remercie tous ceux qui, de loin ou de près, m'encouragent à continuer. Je ne saurais le faire sans votre soutien. Ceux qui essaient de m'humilier ne font qu'attiser mon désir d'aboutir. Tout ce que je fais, en fait, je le fais par amour. Je ne prétends pas être un artiste dédié ni un écrivain persévérant. Je suis un homme simple et humble, un esclave de notre temps. J'aime la paix comme vous tous et je crois qu'elle naît d'un bon livre.]]></description><guid isPermaLink="false">https://api.spreaker.com/episode/4571036</guid><pubDate>Thu, 05 Jun 2014 00:57:20 +0000</pubDate><enclosure url="https://api.spreaker.com/download/episode/4571036/562014.mp3" length="0" type="audio/mpeg"/><itunes:author>Mohamed Failali</itunes:author><itunes:subtitle>Au début, j'assimilais péniblement le français. Peu à peu, j’ai appris à l’aimer. A la faculté des lettres, on m’a déçu. J'ai dû quitter l’université sans remords. Dès lors, j’ai commencé à apprendre l’espagnol et l’anglais. En 2009, j’ai publié mon...</itunes:subtitle><itunes:summary><![CDATA[Au début, j'assimilais péniblement le français. Peu à peu, j’ai appris à l’aimer. A la faculté des lettres, on m’a déçu. J'ai dû quitter l’université sans remords. Dès lors, j’ai commencé à apprendre l’espagnol et l’anglais. En 2009, j’ai publié mon premier roman « Un Intrus Inattendu » en espagnol, ma première langue étrangère que j’ai apprise par moi-même. En 2010, j’ai publié « Salam » et en 2013 "Omnia", deux collections de nouvelles en quatre langues : arabe, anglais, espagnol et français. Ma vie a double face : la réalité d’un homme toujours incapable de se libérer des vicissitudes de la vie et la vérité d’un écrivain résolu de laisser un message clair et sincère avant de trépasser. En fait,  je n’ai jamais cessé de lire et d’écrire afin de publier mes livres. L'autoédition est une vraie aventure qui coûte cher. Mais, la volonté de publier mes écrits défie tous les obstacles. Je remercie tous ceux qui, de loin ou de près, m'encouragent à continuer. Je ne saurais le faire sans votre soutien. Ceux qui essaient de m'humilier ne font qu'attiser mon désir d'aboutir. Tout ce que je fais, en fait, je le fais par amour. Je ne prétends pas être un artiste dédié ni un écrivain persévérant. Je suis un homme simple et humble, un esclave de notre temps. J'aime la paix comme vous tous et je crois qu'elle naît d'un bon livre.]]></itunes:summary><itunes:duration>116</itunes:duration><itunes:explicit>false</itunes:explicit><itunes:image href="https://d3wo5wojvuv7l.cloudfront.net/t_rss_itunes_square_1400/images.spreaker.com/original/75813f99782a09c183f694dda1a5bec5.jpg"/><itunes:episodeType>full</itunes:episodeType></item><item><title>الدين والسياسة</title><link>https://www.spreaker.com/episode/aldyn-walsyast--4053999</link><description><![CDATA[فصل الدين عن السياسة هو فصل دين عن دين آخر. أيا كانت السياسة فهي دين. إذا كان الدين مجموعة قيم وأخلاق أو طريقة ومنهج حياة فما الفرق في التعريف بينهما. حينما فصلت أوربا سياستها عن سياسة الكنيسة المستبدة التي ابتزت الجهلاء لقرون باسم الدين فإنها قطعت مقامع العبودية للكنيسة وليس لله. العلمانية كدين جاءت نتيجة ثورة على عبودية البشر للبشر وعلى كنيسة تحارب الإسلام الذي مهد لحضارة أساسها العلم بعدما أبطل الوثنية التي استعبدت الناس وسلبتهم مالهم لقرون على طريقة الكنيسة تماما.]]></description><guid isPermaLink="false">https://api.spreaker.com/episode/4053999</guid><pubDate>Sat, 15 Feb 2014 01:54:54 +0000</pubDate><enclosure url="https://api.spreaker.com/download/episode/4053999/relica.mp3" length="0" type="audio/mpeg"/><itunes:author>Mohamed Failali</itunes:author><itunes:subtitle>فصل الدين عن السياسة هو فصل دين عن دين آخر. أيا كانت السياسة فهي دين. إذا كان الدين مجموعة قيم وأخلاق أو طريقة ومنهج حياة فما الفرق في التعريف بينهما. حينما فصلت أوربا سياستها عن سياسة الكنيسة المستبدة التي ابتزت الجهلاء لقرون باسم الدين فإنها قطعت...</itunes:subtitle><itunes:summary><![CDATA[فصل الدين عن السياسة هو فصل دين عن دين آخر. أيا كانت السياسة فهي دين. إذا كان الدين مجموعة قيم وأخلاق أو طريقة ومنهج حياة فما الفرق في التعريف بينهما. حينما فصلت أوربا سياستها عن سياسة الكنيسة المستبدة التي ابتزت الجهلاء لقرون باسم الدين فإنها قطعت مقامع العبودية للكنيسة وليس لله. العلمانية كدين جاءت نتيجة ثورة على عبودية البشر للبشر وعلى كنيسة تحارب الإسلام الذي مهد لحضارة أساسها العلم بعدما أبطل الوثنية التي استعبدت الناس وسلبتهم مالهم لقرون على طريقة الكنيسة تماما.]]></itunes:summary><itunes:duration>62</itunes:duration><itunes:explicit>false</itunes:explicit><itunes:image href="https://d3wo5wojvuv7l.cloudfront.net/t_rss_itunes_square_1400/images.spreaker.com/original/478ab9a12478352d7bc81feb68f08362.jpg"/><itunes:episodeType>full</itunes:episodeType></item><item><title>Coran</title><link>https://www.spreaker.com/episode/coran--3948350</link><description><![CDATA[في القرآن الكريم آية لو عمل الناس بها ما شقوا <br />قال الله تعالى: {قُلْ لَا أَمْلِكُ لِنَفْسِي نَفْعًا وَلَا ضَرًّا إِلَّا مَا شَاءَ اللَّهُ وَلَوْ كُنْتُ أَعْلَمُ الْغَيْبَ لَاسْتَكْثَرْتُ مِنَ الْخَيْرِ وَمَا مَسَّنِيَ السُّوءُ} الأعراف: 188]]></description><guid isPermaLink="false">https://api.spreaker.com/episode/3948350</guid><pubDate>Sun, 26 Jan 2014 00:28:20 +0000</pubDate><enclosure url="https://api.spreaker.com/download/episode/3948350/188.mp3" length="0" type="audio/mpeg"/><itunes:author>Mohamed Failali</itunes:author><itunes:subtitle>في القرآن الكريم آية لو عمل الناس بها ما شقوا 
قال الله تعالى: {قُلْ لَا أَمْلِكُ لِنَفْسِي نَفْعًا وَلَا ضَرًّا إِلَّا مَا شَاءَ اللَّهُ وَلَوْ كُنْتُ أَعْلَمُ الْغَيْبَ لَاسْتَكْثَرْتُ مِنَ الْخَيْرِ وَمَا مَسَّنِيَ السُّوءُ} الأعراف: 188</itunes:subtitle><itunes:summary><![CDATA[في القرآن الكريم آية لو عمل الناس بها ما شقوا <br />قال الله تعالى: {قُلْ لَا أَمْلِكُ لِنَفْسِي نَفْعًا وَلَا ضَرًّا إِلَّا مَا شَاءَ اللَّهُ وَلَوْ كُنْتُ أَعْلَمُ الْغَيْبَ لَاسْتَكْثَرْتُ مِنَ الْخَيْرِ وَمَا مَسَّنِيَ السُّوءُ} الأعراف: 188]]></itunes:summary><itunes:duration>28</itunes:duration><itunes:keywords>psychology,quran,remedy</itunes:keywords><itunes:explicit>false</itunes:explicit><itunes:image href="https://d3wo5wojvuv7l.cloudfront.net/t_rss_itunes_square_1400/images.spreaker.com/original/075625fe6b315389cf73df210a6ea6e3.jpg"/><itunes:episodeType>full</itunes:episodeType></item><item><title>اللغة العربية</title><link>https://www.spreaker.com/episode/allght-al-rbyt--3882412</link><description><![CDATA[حقيقة الغة العربية]]></description><guid isPermaLink="false">https://api.spreaker.com/episode/3882412</guid><pubDate>Mon, 13 Jan 2014 02:50:10 +0000</pubDate><enclosure url="https://api.spreaker.com/download/episode/3882412/ar2.mp3" length="0" type="audio/mpeg"/><itunes:author>Mohamed Failali</itunes:author><itunes:subtitle>حقيقة الغة العربية</itunes:subtitle><itunes:summary><![CDATA[حقيقة الغة العربية]]></itunes:summary><itunes:duration>117</itunes:duration><itunes:explicit>false</itunes:explicit><itunes:image href="https://d3wo5wojvuv7l.cloudfront.net/t_rss_itunes_square_1400/images.spreaker.com/original/cf56d604e23952beda93f535467b8312.jpg"/><itunes:episodeType>full</itunes:episodeType></item><item><title>العربية</title><link>https://www.spreaker.com/episode/al-rbyt--3882320</link><description><![CDATA[قصيدة الشاعر العربي حافظ ابراهيم]]></description><guid isPermaLink="false">https://api.spreaker.com/episode/3882320</guid><pubDate>Mon, 13 Jan 2014 02:15:46 +0000</pubDate><enclosure url="https://api.spreaker.com/download/episode/3882320/ar1.mp3" length="0" type="audio/mpeg"/><itunes:author>Mohamed Failali</itunes:author><itunes:subtitle>قصيدة الشاعر العربي حافظ ابراهيم</itunes:subtitle><itunes:summary><![CDATA[قصيدة الشاعر العربي حافظ ابراهيم]]></itunes:summary><itunes:duration>134</itunes:duration><itunes:explicit>false</itunes:explicit><itunes:image href="https://d3wo5wojvuv7l.cloudfront.net/t_rss_itunes_square_1400/images.spreaker.com/original/cf56d604e23952beda93f535467b8312.jpg"/><itunes:episodeType>full</itunes:episodeType></item><item><title>shadow</title><link>https://www.spreaker.com/episode/shadow--3248315</link><description><![CDATA[That tear on your cheek seemed to be  <br /><br />Like moonlight reflected on a quiet sea.  <br /><br />We both were young and somehow crazy.  <br /><br />I was the bee; you were the daisy.  <br /><br />We were too young to understand.  <br /><br />Our love was too weak to withstand.  <br /><br />If only we could believe it to succeed.  <br /><br />We chose the word; we forgot the deed.  <br /><br />Do you remember as I still do?  <br /><br />All the wonder in this life was you.  <br /><br />Tell me if I am mistaken or what.<br /><br />Now you are nothing but the shadow   <br /><br />Of a young girl I knew years ago,  <br /><br />Something that lies deep in my heart.  <br /><br /><br />   Saturday, 1, December, 2001.]]></description><guid isPermaLink="false">https://api.spreaker.com/episode/3248315</guid><pubDate>Fri, 30 Aug 2013 23:28:07 +0000</pubDate><enclosure url="https://api.spreaker.com/download/episode/3248315/shadow.mp3" length="0" type="audio/mpeg"/><itunes:author>Mohamed Failali</itunes:author><itunes:subtitle>That tear on your cheek seemed to be  

Like moonlight reflected on a quiet sea.  

We both were young and somehow crazy.  

I was the bee; you were the daisy.  

We were too young to understand.  

Our love was too weak to withstand.  

If only we...</itunes:subtitle><itunes:summary><![CDATA[That tear on your cheek seemed to be  <br /><br />Like moonlight reflected on a quiet sea.  <br /><br />We both were young and somehow crazy.  <br /><br />I was the bee; you were the daisy.  <br /><br />We were too young to understand.  <br /><br />Our love was too weak to withstand.  <br /><br />If only we could believe it to succeed.  <br /><br />We chose the word; we forgot the deed.  <br /><br />Do you remember as I still do?  <br /><br />All the wonder in this life was you.  <br /><br />Tell me if I am mistaken or what.<br /><br />Now you are nothing but the shadow   <br /><br />Of a young girl I knew years ago,  <br /><br />Something that lies deep in my heart.  <br /><br /><br />   Saturday, 1, December, 2001.]]></itunes:summary><itunes:duration>57</itunes:duration><itunes:keywords>poetry,sonnet</itunes:keywords><itunes:explicit>false</itunes:explicit><itunes:image href="https://d3wo5wojvuv7l.cloudfront.net/t_rss_itunes_square_1400/images.spreaker.com/original/5eadd894335afb6c6ae36ed50625b69c.jpg"/><itunes:episodeType>full</itunes:episodeType></item><item><title>woodenhearts</title><link>https://www.spreaker.com/episode/woodenhearts--3054103</link><description><![CDATA[Wooden hearts<br /><br />He lies in the middle of the road  <br />His wounds bleeding  <br />People around  <br />Just keep watching  <br />With wooden hearts  <br />The curtains down coming  <br />This is the end of a tragedy  <br />He has just played his last cards  <br />To face such an awful destiny  <br />Neither the wounds give up bleeding <br /> Nor people give up watching    <br /><br />  Monday, April, 30, 2001]]></description><guid isPermaLink="false">https://api.spreaker.com/episode/3054103</guid><pubDate>Sun, 28 Jul 2013 22:32:28 +0000</pubDate><enclosure url="https://api.spreaker.com/download/episode/3054103/woodenhearts.mp3" length="0" type="audio/mpeg"/><itunes:author>Mohamed Failali</itunes:author><itunes:subtitle>Wooden hearts

He lies in the middle of the road  
His wounds bleeding  
People around  
Just keep watching  
With wooden hearts  
The curtains down coming  
This is the end of a tragedy  
He has just played his last cards  
To face such an awful...</itunes:subtitle><itunes:summary><![CDATA[Wooden hearts<br /><br />He lies in the middle of the road  <br />His wounds bleeding  <br />People around  <br />Just keep watching  <br />With wooden hearts  <br />The curtains down coming  <br />This is the end of a tragedy  <br />He has just played his last cards  <br />To face such an awful destiny  <br />Neither the wounds give up bleeding <br /> Nor people give up watching    <br /><br />  Monday, April, 30, 2001]]></itunes:summary><itunes:duration>33</itunes:duration><itunes:keywords>failali,mohamed,poetry,tragedy</itunes:keywords><itunes:explicit>false</itunes:explicit><itunes:image href="https://d3wo5wojvuv7l.cloudfront.net/t_rss_itunes_square_1400/images.spreaker.com/original/b24baa3828dbcabb7dc8ff1c857725da.jpg"/><itunes:episodeType>full</itunes:episodeType></item><item><title>A child</title><link>https://www.spreaker.com/episode/a-child--3027687</link><description><![CDATA[A child  <br /><br /><br /><br />Sighing winds  <br /><br />Whispering trees  <br /><br />Flapping wings  <br /><br />Yawning sun  <br /><br />Country mornings  <br /><br />Awaiting fun  <br /><br />A child running  <br /><br />After a butterfly  <br /><br />His cries rising  <br /><br />High in the sky  <br /><br />Green meadows  <br /><br />Swarming with bees  <br /><br />Pasturing cows  <br /><br />Mourning doves  <br /><br />Near old ladies  <br /><br />Remembering loves  <br /><br />That became stories  <br /><br />And the mad child  <br /><br />After his fairies  <br /><br />Still running wild  <br /><br />   Tuesday, March, 13, 2001]]></description><guid isPermaLink="false">https://api.spreaker.com/episode/3027687</guid><pubDate>Thu, 25 Jul 2013 20:36:08 +0000</pubDate><enclosure url="https://api.spreaker.com/download/episode/3027687/achild.mp3" length="0" type="audio/mpeg"/><itunes:author>Mohamed Failali</itunes:author><itunes:subtitle>A child  



Sighing winds  

Whispering trees  

Flapping wings  

Yawning sun  

Country mornings  

Awaiting fun  

A child running  

After a butterfly  

His cries rising  

High in the sky  

Green meadows  

Swarming with bees  

Pasturing cows...</itunes:subtitle><itunes:summary><![CDATA[A child  <br /><br /><br /><br />Sighing winds  <br /><br />Whispering trees  <br /><br />Flapping wings  <br /><br />Yawning sun  <br /><br />Country mornings  <br /><br />Awaiting fun  <br /><br />A child running  <br /><br />After a butterfly  <br /><br />His cries rising  <br /><br />High in the sky  <br /><br />Green meadows  <br /><br />Swarming with bees  <br /><br />Pasturing cows  <br /><br />Mourning doves  <br /><br />Near old ladies  <br /><br />Remembering loves  <br /><br />That became stories  <br /><br />And the mad child  <br /><br />After his fairies  <br /><br />Still running wild  <br /><br />   Tuesday, March, 13, 2001]]></itunes:summary><itunes:duration>48</itunes:duration><itunes:keywords>a child,failali mohamed,poetry</itunes:keywords><itunes:explicit>false</itunes:explicit><itunes:image href="https://d3wo5wojvuv7l.cloudfront.net/t_rss_itunes_square_1400/images.spreaker.com/original/b24baa3828dbcabb7dc8ff1c857725da.jpg"/><itunes:episodeType>full</itunes:episodeType></item><item><title>No Worry</title><link>https://www.spreaker.com/episode/no-worry--3012734</link><description><![CDATA[No worry    <br /><br />    Save your words   <br /><br />    Free your birds  <br /><br />    Just look around  <br /><br />    And try to find  <br /><br />    A better ground  <br /><br />    To calm your mind  <br /><br />    No need to worry  <br /><br />    Always do it well   <br /><br />                         And try to wait  <br /><br />    To see soon or late  <br /><br />    What time might tell    <br /><br />      Thursday, March, 22, 2001 (16:30)]]></description><guid isPermaLink="false">https://api.spreaker.com/episode/3012734</guid><pubDate>Tue, 23 Jul 2013 19:18:41 +0000</pubDate><enclosure url="https://api.spreaker.com/download/episode/3012734/noworry.mp3" length="0" type="audio/mpeg"/><itunes:author>Mohamed Failali</itunes:author><itunes:subtitle>No worry    

    Save your words   

    Free your birds  

    Just look around  

    And try to find  

    A better ground  

    To calm your mind  

    No need to worry  

    Always do it well...</itunes:subtitle><itunes:summary><![CDATA[No worry    <br /><br />    Save your words   <br /><br />    Free your birds  <br /><br />    Just look around  <br /><br />    And try to find  <br /><br />    A better ground  <br /><br />    To calm your mind  <br /><br />    No need to worry  <br /><br />    Always do it well   <br /><br />                         And try to wait  <br /><br />    To see soon or late  <br /><br />    What time might tell    <br /><br />      Thursday, March, 22, 2001 (16:30)]]></itunes:summary><itunes:duration>30</itunes:duration><itunes:keywords>failali,mohamed,poem</itunes:keywords><itunes:explicit>false</itunes:explicit><itunes:image href="https://d3wo5wojvuv7l.cloudfront.net/t_rss_itunes_square_1400/images.spreaker.com/original/214a642031ca2851a02923d8ca62c88a.jpg"/><itunes:episodeType>full</itunes:episodeType></item><item><title>Dog's life</title><link>https://www.spreaker.com/episode/dog-s-life--1566849</link><description><![CDATA[A child and a dog,<br />Both lost in the smog,<br />Sharing almost everything,<br />Bed, meal and ceiling,<br />Wandering in the night<br />Out of people's sight<br />To fall asleep anywhere,<br />With no cover but their hair.<br />A dog and a child, together,<br />Live, survive and suffer<br />Under the cold of winter.<br />But people seem colder<br />When seeing both creatures<br />That show strange features,<br />They go on walking<br />As if it were nothing.]]></description><guid isPermaLink="false">https://api.spreaker.com/episode/1566849</guid><pubDate>Mon, 01 Oct 2012 23:50:30 +0000</pubDate><enclosure url="https://api.spreaker.com/download/episode/1566849/dog_s_life.mp3" length="0" type="audio/mpeg"/><itunes:author>Mohamed Failali</itunes:author><itunes:subtitle>A child and a dog,
Both lost in the smog,
Sharing almost everything,
Bed, meal and ceiling,
Wandering in the night
Out of people's sight
To fall asleep anywhere,
With no cover but their hair.
A dog and a child, together,
Live, survive and suffer
Under...</itunes:subtitle><itunes:summary><![CDATA[A child and a dog,<br />Both lost in the smog,<br />Sharing almost everything,<br />Bed, meal and ceiling,<br />Wandering in the night<br />Out of people's sight<br />To fall asleep anywhere,<br />With no cover but their hair.<br />A dog and a child, together,<br />Live, survive and suffer<br />Under the cold of winter.<br />But people seem colder<br />When seeing both creatures<br />That show strange features,<br />They go on walking<br />As if it were nothing.]]></itunes:summary><itunes:duration>45</itunes:duration><itunes:explicit>false</itunes:explicit><itunes:image href="https://d3wo5wojvuv7l.cloudfront.net/t_rss_itunes_square_1400/images.spreaker.com/original/b24baa3828dbcabb7dc8ff1c857725da.jpg"/><itunes:episodeType>full</itunes:episodeType></item></channel></rss>
