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Friday, May 4, 2012

Account on MOD Clashes, 4th of May 2012

Summary of the day of 4th of May:
On the 4th of May during the million man protest near the MOD which called "Friday of the End" The Army forces decided to attack the peacful protesters and clash with them.
Army forces attacked the protesters with the help of the military police "the red cap officers", some plain clothed troops and thugs.
They pushed the protesters away using LIVE AMMUNITION , MOLOTOV cocktailS, teargas, stones.
It turned into street war between the angry, injured and beated up protesters and the security forces, many people were injured and more than 200 people kidnaped and will face military trials.
As the army forces raided into the hospitals and detained all the injured people tere is no exact number of the injuries or the dead people.


My Account:

I arrived Abbasyia at 05:10 pm yesterday and just before the cathedral i saw Abbasyia citizens with thugs holding swords and metal sticks banning people from passing from their street to reach the Abbasyia square and the MOD.

I tweeted:

I couldn't reach the protesters till i used the back streets and suddenly i heard sound of continuous gun shoots, it was very very close to the protesters who were escaping from the Army armors, tear gas, live ammunition and thugs, That moment i started taking photos.


Ministry of Defence clashes
More Photos Here.
After that the Armors started to push the people away from the MOD more and more till we reached "Ghamra" 4 km away from the MOD,  Army forces attacked the protesters with the help of the military police "the red cap officers", some plain clothed troops and thugs, They pushed the protesters away using LIVE AMMUNITION , MOLOTOV cocktailS, teargas, stones.

Ministry of Defence clashes
More Photos Here.  This is the photo just before they caught me 1st. time.
As i was busy taking photos so it was normal to be in the last line facing the Army armors, I was taking photos and suddenly 2 plain clothed thugs grabbed my arms and 2 other military police soldiers came towards me, they start beating me up, All i was thinking about is to protect the camera because they are doing that because they saw me using it.. 
A friend of mine Hadeel Gamal saw me that moment.
Thanks to 2 Salafy guys who heroically saved me from them i managed to ran away with no injuries.

I tweeted:
Me and the group of salafy youth who freed me were escaping from them and extremely tired, and many of them were falling and caught by the military police troops and their thugs.
Minutes after that while i was running with the guys, A group of armed thugs faced us and detained me Again with several protesters, they forced us to enter a flower shop just before Ghamra bridge and brought the military police to take us away.. apparently there were some protesters who were watching from far away and decided to come back and save us from them after they saw how we were being beaten up by both the thugs from Abbasiya and the military troops, they broke into the shop by rocks and sticks -the revolutionaries- and took us away.. 
I continues running in the back streets until i reached down town area where i felt safe for the first time since hours.. 


I saw many women dragged and beaten the exact way they beat the Tahrir Girl in december clashes

Sunday, January 15, 2012

To The Mistake

You remember what you asked for? I think you do.
We will never be the same again, Yes we won't, you are right with every single word you said, yes it's true that we envy those who died there.. May be we didn't spend much time together there.. but that single time we go in there was enough.. it showed me a lot.. Remember when those bastards attacked? Remember these sounds, these crowds, do you remember how the air smell like there? ..I will never forget how we.. me and you dealt with it.. remember how we reacted the same? with no previous promise? We just turned our backs to them looking towards that spot on this earth.. the first place we met.. talking about myself i just asked for that true moment when i leave this place on my back.. i didn't want to walk out of this place.. i think you did the same.. i saw it in your eyes.. and guess what? it did hurt me... Yes we have something in-common.. but it's difficult to them to understand.. they will never understand that we are trying to make their world better.. you know what? we just lost... Why we got here? .. you said.
I'll tell you why.. Because our world is black and white.. what they will never understand is that the revolution is black and white.. 
Why they keep talking about the Grey? it hurts.. i am telling them that but they never listen..
What happened to us is Magnification. may be it's Extra type..
We know how it will end.. we are giving ourselves a chance to prove that we are right.
shall we overcome? 
we will keep pretending.. 
I know it hurts.. but it's the truth.. and it's not a black look.. there is a difference between the black look and the truth.. just the same difference between when you know and when you don't.
Handful breathing bags full of scars.. whether it's from Mohamed Mahmoud, Maspero, Kasreleiny or Even the loved ones.. this is the way we are.. by the way we are amazing just the way we are.
Both of us know what is the right thing to do..