A space where I share some ideas on economy, fintech, finance, politics, education, music, France , Lebanon and other topics. Some stories too…
A Tribute to Norway and Music
I met your music against all odds. I was on a very short business trip to Norway and I was stunned when I heard this song on the TV, by sheer chance, while randomly flicking through channels to keep the…
Voyages
Quelque part dans le ciel, entre Paris et Oslo Parka noire et sac de voyage. Un grand sac bandoulière en cuir. J’ai laissé tomber les valisettes à roulette, pas assez nostalgiques. La magie d’un autre temps qu’enveloppe ce cuir tanné m’inspire,…
Twilight of an Old Knight
I am not an outspoken extravert as people in this craft can be. I am not a raging bull claiming victories on the battlefield. I am no legend, I hold no magic. Others are cut from that miracle cloth, I…
Our Lords and Our Masters
You the poor, the weak, the orphanThe simple minded, the infantThe elderly, the immigrantYou, the black sheep and the black swan Our Lords and our Masters Let the board sound Rabih
Small Angel
A small angel with a smile which only a child can make so sweet September 2015. A small angel washes up dead on the Turkish shores. The most sacred of all had just been trampled by the powerful, the greedy…
Prière pour un pays au bord de l’oubli
Pour ce pays que l’on délaisse Que l’on s’empresse d’oublier Maigre patrimoine qu’on laisse A nos enfants, nos héritiers Pour les sentences sans appel Tombées de rideaux sans rappels Derniers échos, ultime chant D’un pays au bord du néant Pour…
Peeling the Layers
On a cold Christmas eve in 1914, somewhere in Europe My friends. My brothers. The mightier the adversity, the faster the peel, and it looks as though the layers are indeed peeling off, one after the other, and fast. Assertiveness,…
Surprise In the Elevator
En Français because it happened in French. But not in France. True story Hop on folks, there’s still room for more people. Em… We’ll take the next one. See ya later… Hmm. That’s weird! Why did they snob us all…
The Locker from a Previous Life
And a walk down memory lane She opened the locker. Three years had gone by. So much had happened since the last time the locker was locked, so much had changed in the world. In her world too. She did…
You’ll See
Don’t even blink, it will be so fast you might miss it All my life I’ve been running. From bullies, from teachers, from shame, and later from hunger, from bullets, from cops. I’ve been running after elusive hassles, and more…
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