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Yemenat
24-04-2025
- Health
- Yemenat
A Warm Welcome in the Heart of New York
yemenat Ahmed Saif Hashed, a prominent Yemeni parliamentarian, is known for his unwavering courage in advocating for the rights of vulnerable populations. His humble demeanor and approachability have earned him deep respect and love from the community, reflecting enduring values even in challenging times. However, his ideal image was shaken by a health crisis that necessitated an expensive surgical procedure abroad. Despite his status as a member of parliament, Hashed received minimal attention and support from the authorities, raising significant questions about the state's responsibility towards those who have faithfully served the nation. This lack of assistance highlights a broader issue concerning humanity and social justice, where dedicated citizens struggle in their darkest hours without the necessary support. Recently, news of Ahmad Saif Hashed's arrival in New York emerged, where the Yemeni community organized a medical trip for him. He was warmly welcomed at the airport, showcasing the solidarity of Yemenis in the diaspora and their support for a fighter like Hashed. This reception was more than just an emotional gesture; it was a powerful expression of unity and belonging, demonstrating that human and national bonds remain strong despite physical distances. Before his arrival in New York, Hashed spent nearly a year in Cairo, trying unsuccessfully to obtain a visa for continued treatment. Ahmed Saif Hashed embodies a beautiful spirit and a kind heart, infused with love for the people. His humanity leaves a positive impact on everyone he meets. نشر في موقع طيوب
Yemenat
06-04-2025
- Politics
- Yemenat
The Fourth Message
Ahmed Saif Hashed The war we endured for seven long years was an unjust conflict. It shattered our hopes and the future we yearned for, marking a tragic end to our grand aspirations and leaving our nation torn apart. We found ourselves burdened by tyranny, engulfed in darkness, and subjected to injustices beyond measure—grievances far greater than those we once voiced and revolted against. As the seven years of war passed, ceasefires emerged, only to be followed by even more conflicts. Our people perished from hunger and despair, ignored by those who lacked the shame or compassion to acknowledge their suffering. Promises dissipated into mirages, and our wretched condition continued without relief. Each day, we ponder: How long must this endure? Where will it ultimately lead us? While they reap profits, we harvest death, hunger, and unmistakable loss. Our lives have withered, our dreams vanished, and the harvest has turned bitter. The consequences of this war are devastating, and all promises have culminated in vast disappointments. What we experience today is worse than yesterday, and our losses far exceed those of a homeland we tirelessly sought. We are dragged back to a shocking reality that embodies the tribalism of a pre-state era, imposed upon us by those who profit from our regression. What we endure is fragmentation, hunger, and loss. Our sighs and groans break our spirits as we lament: We once had Yemen; we once had a semblance of a state. Yet today, we possess neither a state nor a homeland, no prosperity nor hope. We continue to pay a heavier price than we have already borne. We, the good people, have suffered greatly from this war, which has left us and our children in dire hunger, deepening poverty, and an uncertain future. Our present feels more abject than our past, and the most troubling aspect is that we do not know how long this will persist. The war has enriched its masters, merchants, and agents, while we bear its burdens and the tragedies it brings. Our people have been both the subjects and the fuel of this war, enduring a bitter harvest for seven lean years. Even after those seven years, the worst still pursues us, crushing our bones, refusing to lift its burdens from us. * * * This war is what the existentialist philosopher Sartre described—a conflict waged by the wealthy for the poor to perish within. It is the same war that the great Greek tragedian Sophocles elucidated, striking the wicked randomly while the good are always afflicted. It is also the war that Mencius defined as 'the earth devouring the flesh of men.' Indeed, it is the war they spoke of, the one that opens 'the gates of hell' when it begins. They claimed it would 'end only when the dead return,' and as Khalil Gibran expressed, it concludes with leaders shaking hands while a mother waits for her martyr son. Our poet Nizar said, 'He who sees the poison does not suffer as he who drinks it.' This truth resonates for those who have merely watched a film, read a book, or heard tales of war. Their experiences pale in comparison to those who have lived through its hell. After seven long years, we face even greater burdens, where evil has reached its zenith. It is said, 'If you witnessed even one day of war, you would beg God never to show you another.' How dreadful it is to be among its advocates—those who do not endure its flames. As George Orwell observed, 'All war propaganda, all the shouting, lies, and hatred, always comes from people who do not fight.' We told them: If war is inevitable, then we must starve and die together, sharing both its burdens and spoils. Yet, while we starve, they reap bounties, extorting grotesque taxes at the expense of our blood and toil, seizing our rights, and punishing those who demand accountability and justice. This is their war, not ours. Our people have been coerced with iron and fire, sinking their claws into the bellies of the hungry, compelling them to be subjects and fuel until the Day of Judgment. Wars within wars have seared our people, who have lived through its flames and terror, revealing the grotesque faces of its igniters and beneficiaries. The merchants of war profit from our blood, disregarding our lives, seizing our land, and kidnapping the future of our children. We are poor, dear father, as the voice of the laborers speaks. In war, we have become poorer and hungrier. Our circumstances have tightened our anguish. We are dying from despair and sorrow—devoid of rights, savings, hope, and prospects. We gnaw on our hunger and wounds. All promises have evaporated, the most painful being the severance of hope. 'Divorce, oh salary, divorce!' We face relentless impoverishment and exhaustion, accompanied by memories that shower us with sorrows. In this, we find truth in the words of the poet Mikhail Naimy about war: 'Oh brother! If a soldier returns to his homeland after the war, And lays his weary body in the embrace of his comrades, Do not seek our friends when you return to the homeland, For hunger has left us no companions to converse with, Except for the shadows of our dead.' Many have been consumed by wars, and countless others have found only catastrophic outcomes. The merchants of war and their agents have reaped spoils, wealth, and power, while we harvest deepening suffering and widening poverty. Demons now possess a world, and we have become the whispers of the graves. What they gathered in a year, they now collect in a single day, proving true the saying about war: 'Harvest day for the devil.' In war, the insignificant profit from our blood, accumulating money, property, and false fame. They thrive on our suffering, perpetuating wars they do not wish to end. Those who demand their rights are branded as traitors. Our rights, sustenance, and salaries have become 'betrayals of the homeland.' This audacity is excessive and devoid of shame—a reality previously unimaginable. War is terror that shakes us to our core, a tragedy that strikes deep within. In its midst, some strip away the values of goodness and virtue, becoming more savage than the fiercest beasts. As Ibrahim Nasrallah states, 'God did not create a monster worse than man, nor man a monster worse than war.' Once, we had friends we loved. The war has stripped away masks, revealing grotesque faces and maimed hands. Their minds are closed, and their hearts are made of iron, enamored with blood like worshippers of a cursed devil. There is no longer room for captives, as places become overcrowded. Prisons teem with the weight of injustices, and their walls cry out: 'How many are the wronged in these prisons?' Durations have turned into ropes, strangling us with hardship and whispering, 'Take your time, oh hasty one.' Detention centers overflow with the innocent, promoting the notion that 'prison is for men.' Our nation has become a site of suspicion and accusation until loyalty is proven. Accusations abound, leading to destruction. Charges are thrown around like shovels, while fabrications come easily. Corruption, theft, and oppression weigh heavily upon us—corrupt, thieving, sadistic individuals at their core. Atrocities and foolishness crowd the scene. Our rights are trampled under the weight of tyranny. Justice is crucified at the gates and on the minarets. They have decreed that we are to be spoils of war. How long will this continue? Until the Day of Judgment. No peace, no rights. We have become a people who perish from war, disease, hunger, and despair. Alas! Injustice has exceeded all bounds, but every oppressor has an end. The wrist will triumph over its fetters, and freedom will prevail over all chains. Life will conquer bullets, and uplifted necks will rise above the gallows. 'The future belongs to those who seek it' remains true, no matter how distant it may seem. 'No right is lost while there are those who demand it.' The future is our right, and we shall inevitably seize it. The future belongs to freedom, while oppression will be buried.
Yemenat
19-03-2025
- Politics
- Yemenat
Ahmed Saif Hashed .. A Life Journey Filled with Struggle and Sacrifice
yemenat Ahmed Saif Hashed was born on February 16, 1962, in Al-Qabeita District of Lahj Governorate, formerly part of Taiz. He completed his intermediate, secondary, and university education in the southern part of the country. He is the founder and owner of Al-Mustaqilah Newspaper and Al-Mustaqilah Printing and Publishing House, and he is also the publisher of 'Yemenat' news website and 'Yemenat' printed newspaper. He serves as an independent member of Parliament and acts as the rapporteur for the Independent Bloc. Additionally, he is a member of the Committee on Public Freedoms and Human Rights in the Parliament. Ahmed earned his Bachelor of Law from the University of Aden in 1989 and graduated from the Higher Judicial Institute with a three-year program. He holds a postgraduate diploma in International Politics from the Faculty of Commerce at the University of Sana'a, which he completed from 1991 to 1992, and a diploma in Military Sciences from the Military College in Aden, which he attended from 1981 to 1983. He held the position of Head of the Primary Court from July 23, 1997, until February 2003 and has been a member of Parliament since 2003. In terms of his activities and contributions, he chaired the 'Independents for Change' coalition during the 2006 presidential and local elections. He has actively participated in various human rights initiatives and public events, including protests in Sana'a, Taiz, Al-Dha'lae, Lahij, and Aden. Ahmed conducted field visits to numerous prisons and detention centers across several governorates in Yemen to expose crimes and violations of human rights and freedoms, reporting his findings to official authorities. He documented the accounts and suffering of prisoners in illegal detention facilities. He authored a book titled Madmen of Yemen, which comprises popular dialogues, and completed a documented study titled Political Conflict in Early Islam, which is ready for publication since 1996. Ahmed has contributed various studies, opinions, and writings, both published and unpublished, and engaged in numerous seminars, discussion panels, and workshops. He served as the editor-in-chief of the media newsletter Al-Qabeitah, published by the Charity Cooperation Association, from December 2000 until its closure by the Ministry of Information in October 2004, after producing 49 issues. In 2008, Ahmed faced a lawsuit from 11 parliamentary members and sought political asylum in Switzerland, where he resided for eight months before withdrawing his request and returning home. He participated in popular protests starting January 16, 2011. Additionally, on March 6, 2013, he received the 'Shield of Sacrifice' from the Yemeni Organization for Enhancing Integrity and was honored by the American Islamic Congress for his sacrifices in defending rights and freedoms. In 2013, he was awarded the Excellence Medal for being one of the most influential personalities in the world in the field of peace by the International Council for Human Rights. Ahmed was selected as a Goodwill Ambassador among the top 20 ambassadors for 2013, recognizing his humanitarian efforts and contributions. He was ranked second among the most effective national figures in combating corruption and enhancing transparency and integrity in 2013, according to an open vote and public survey conducted by Otad Organization for Combating Corruption. He was featured in a documentary film by Transparency International titled An Information Revolution Led by a Yemeni Legislator, which highlights his role in defending the wounded of the revolution and advocating for the right to information. In 2007, he was awarded the title of 'Person of the Year' by Yemen Times, an English-language newspaper. On March 20, 2013, he was recognized by the Yemeni House of Poetry with the first-class Poetic House Medal. Ahmed co-founded the 'Civil Alliance for the Youth Revolution' on March 21, 2011, and established the 'Peaceful Revolution Rescue Front' in December 2011. He championed the causes of the wounded from peaceful protests during 2012-2013 and founded the May 20 Movement in 2017, serving as its leader while facing numerous acts of repression and persecution by Al- Houthi authorities in Sana'a from 2017 to 2024.
Yemenat
18-03-2025
- Entertainment
- Yemenat
The First Prologue of a Space Too Confined to Cradle Even a Bird- by Ahmed Saif Hashed
yemenat The First Prologue of a Space Too Confined to Cradle Even a Bird' by Ahmed Saif Hashed Translated by Mohammed Al-Mekhlafi' A Space Too Confined to Cradle Even a Bird' is an attempt to delve into some details of my humble life, through which I aim to offer a glimpse into an era we lived, marked by both hardship and ease, hope and disappointment, expanses and constraints, as well as diverse experiences and winding paths. We strive to cross into a future we yearn for, within a reality that is backward, burdensome, and oppressive�one that stifles reason, suppresses inquiry, longs for the past, and revels in its shadows. We swam against the current, sailed into the wind, and embraced resilience and defiance. We refused to succumb to despair�-or-cease dreaming. We endeavored to ignite light in an environment thick with darkness, pouring our lives into the effort to dispel some of the oppressive gloom that envelops existence with its relentless blackness. We exerted considerable effort to shift a reality we found entrenched and resistant, difficult to penetrate as we envisioned. It loomed larger than our capabilities. We succeeded in some areas and faltered in others, hoping that those who follow us will learn from our achievements and heed the lessons of our mistakes, some of which were shaped by misfortune and the whims of our struggles, we sought to remain steadfast amidst the reverberations and fractures of time. We rebelled against the monotony of the ordinary and the weariness it brings. We embraced the future with fervent passion, rejecting injustice and rising up against it. We resisted oppression and refused to submit to it. We challenged all authorities that sought to tame us and subjugate us to their herds, transforming some impossibilities into possibilities after fierce struggle and determination. Though we were burdened by a reality we had to endure and a fate that imposed its conditions upon us, we did not surrender. Our dreams did not yield to an oppressive reality, and we continued our quest for the future we desire, despite the heavy burdens of despair and the weight of setbacks. In this same spirit, we call upon those who come after us to be better than we were in cultivating and accumulating awareness, in their resolve to strive for success, and in their ability to change their circumstances, no matter how heavy the urge them to transform what seems impossible into the possible and to be more deserving than we were of life, dignity, humanity, and the future that we failed to achieve�-or-reach. We address the simple and weary souls crushed by oppression: Do not surrender. Rebel, resist, and rise against the heavy reality that weighs upon you. Strive to break the chains that bind your feet and the authorities that stifle your voices and silence your tongues. Resist all forms of humiliation, shackles, and coercion imposed upon you, and do so with even greater determination if you possess the strength. Fight against those who wish to reduce you to docile herds�-or-submissive beings, stripped of awareness, will, and action�mere shadows devoid of humanity and conscience. You are oppressed, denied the fundamental rights to doubt, to question, and to know. Seek freedom, a future, and a dignified life that befits you as individuals worthy of life, love, justice, and hope. Proclaim to those who have thrived on your suffering, stolen your rights, and confiscated your dreams: History belongs to us, not to you. In the annals of history, you are nothing but tyrants, murderers, thieves, and plunderers who have passed through here without glory�-or-dignity. Falsehood does not establish truth�-or-confer legitimacy, and illusion cannot lay the foundation for a meaningful existence. Glory is forged by great minds, by the exceptional whose achievements rest upon their shoulders, their labor, and the sweat of their brows. Declare to them: You are tyrants and corrupt, destined to reside in the foul refuse of history, in its deepest abysses, perhaps forever cursed. 'Nero' was never a hero, nor a figure of greatness–;– he was a lord of great destruction. We, however, are deserving of life, glory, and dignity. We are the builders, while you are the destroyers. You embody the great injustice, the ruin of civilization, and the death that robs life of its joy and happiness, burdening it with ugliness and darkness, rendering existence painful, bleak, and repugnant.
