Yesterday, I received a researcher at the American University in Cairo who is specialized in political sociology. She interviewed me, as an Editor-In-Chief of the biggest electronic newspapers interested in the Coptic issue. She asked many questions about the social conditions in Egypt after the revolution of January 25, 2011, especially concerning the Coptic minority. I admit she was well-informed about the Coptic issue more than most journalists interested in the same issue.

Whatever happened at each religious feast, I used to feel so happy. This wasn't because of nice food or new clothes, but rather the hope in a better life that comes with a new feast.

Punishment and reward are critical in order to correct the behavior of human beings. Furthermore, the environment and natural laws have to be respected; otherwise we’re going to suffer a lot.

Last Sunday, I went early to the church to attend an engagement party for a Christian couple who has decided to celebrate this very special occasion with God at His church. My clothes were pretty much nice and modest fits the sanctity of the place.

I remember the day Morsy was announced as the Egyptian president. I cried bitterly just like I did when my father died. For me, it was announcing the end of many beautiful things in Egypt, and the start of new dark days or sophistry stage for ignorance and blood, in which a group of corrupters trade on religion and hide behind it.

I've found a video on youtube for a leader in Freedom and Justice Party in Alexandria in which he was having sex with an arab prostitute, which was crystal clear in her talking with him. She announced her great acceptance of criticism in order to improve her performance saying: “Tell me if you don't like it!”

I was late for writing my article, as I was really annoyed. This happens too often as I suffer in my retarded community. Many times I blamed for mistakes that’s not mine. However, I don't accept this way of talking. Moreover, I don't accept to be forced to do something.