No immunity for criminals

It’s nearly the 10th month since the birth of Yemen Peaceful Revolution, which now marks the longest Revolution in this year’s Arab spring, 2011 and marks the longest peaceful Revolution in history.

10 months on and not a suitable solution has been placed to the Yemeni people. We aren’t seeing real support from countries yet; many are ignoring the demands of the Yemeni people and staying far away!

We expected countries to show real support after 9 months of continues patience from the people and murder from Saleh and His regime. But people are still calling this Revolution crisis meaning looking for a solution. The solution is clear since the start of the Revolution. The Yemeni people demanded Ali Abdullah Saleh to step down and hand power to the people.

After The U.N resolution came out and the U.N. Security Council urged President Ali Abdullah Saleh to sign a deal calling for him to step down in exchange for immunity. He replied with yet another of his already ‘so used to’ lie that Yemeni government was ready to “deal positively” with a resolution approved by the U.N. Following on that Friday Yemen experienced heavy fighting after the UN resolution.

The UN resolution came out October 2011, It is now November. And crimes against the Yemeni people still continue up until now. The Gulf Cooperation Council (GCC) initiative, Which Saleh keeps welcoming and backed off from signing the Initiative 3 or 4 times since the start of the Revolution. Which is now becoming useless, as neither Saleh took it seriously (even though, It gave Saleh a great deal of help for him to step down peacefully and Guaranteed him he will be safe) But the people no longer want/agree of the GCC initiative after all the crimes committed against them.

Today marks the date 11/11/2011, The 40th Friday of the Revolution named “No immunity for criminals” This name was given after the worlds recent talks about agreement soon in Yemen. Every time the world speaks about making agreement for Yemen; you are expected to see a bloody Yemen the very Next day. During the Friday sermon today, Saleh’s forces killed 11, 3 of which are women and 2 children and wounded over 20.

Here are a few videos of the crimes committed against the people in the heart of the city Taiz, where the Revolution started from.

Video from the very moment when the shells hit women gathering at Taiz freedom square:

Video posted by FreeDomTaiz

@YusraAlA : “Hani Al-Shaibani, 24 yrs old, was killed by #Saleh‘s shells that landed in his house -his bedroom blowing his head off in #Taiz today #Yemen.”

Here is the Video, Warning VERY GRAPHIC (18+)

Video posted by FreeDomTaiz

And another Video of the 3 Women martyrs in Taiz today. Called: Zainab Al-Odain, Yasmeen Saeed Al-Asbah and Tufaha Al-Antar. RIP

Video posted by mediacentersanaa

This is just some of the crimes committed today, crimes still continue right up until now. Shelling still continue as I write this. The Yemeni people are sick of people talking about immunity for Saleh. We no longer accept any Immunity for a criminal!

Source: Arabiya Muslimah

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A child bride plays with a doll

Many Yemeni bloggers, blog about the revolution in Yemen. But I will be focusing on the suffering of Yemenis for a bit, so the world can see how much this country needs change and deserves change to a better life.

Today, it will be about a child bride who still played with a doll…

The first time I return to Yemen for a visit since I came to the UK, I saw Yemen just like I knew it was before I left it… back in our village, I saw many things but, one thing that really can’t leave my mind, stuck on my mind and never will I ever forget.

I was in the dewan (Which is a long, cushioned seated Room, basically a long room, like a living room to sit in)…. this dewan, would be packed full of women coming to visit us… as we seated down, talking… and drinking tea… a small little girl, with long dark black hair came walking through, as she came closer, I noticed her wide light brown eyes, she shyly smiled… coming straight up to my mum saying hello. And passed her welcoming message from her mum. My mum talked to her for a bit, asking how was her mum doing etc. After the chit-chat ended, the girl moved to sit in the empty space by me… a women beside my mum, lead closer to my mum speaking quietly about this young girl , I briefly over heard…. WHAT???? I screamed out loud, everyone heard me! Though that wasn’t my intention… I was just shocked. Too shocked. What? How? Who to? Why?? Where my questions. I turned, to this unknown child… is this true? I asked. Are you really getting married to someone more than 15 years older than you?

She half smiled, her eyes getting watery…  not knowing what to say. But she understood why I was shocked… she ran out of the dewan without a word. Joining the rest of the little girls who were playing with a doll…

I was in disbelief, not knowing what to do, anger ran through me, I was angry. I was going through mixed feelings. Guilty for humiliating this girl. I was 12 years old, still a child myself; I didn’t know how much my loud questions would upset her.

I walked out to check this girl… I saw her sitting down with the rest of the girls, not much different from them. Giggling and laughing… I knew right then, this girl was not mature, this girl still plays with dolls, this girl was innocent, her smile, laugh and eyes where innocent. This girl was not ready for marriage. This girl was nothing but just a child… And that innocence will be taken of her.

I walked up to her. I asked what her name is. “Ashjan” she replied quietly, seemed she had already forgotten what I did inside the dewan… “My sister is called Ashjan too” I said. She smiled and said “that’s nice” …how old are you Ashjan “10″ she said, this time her volume voice raised a bit. She was too small; her body was not of a 10 year old. Maybe she is just naturally small, or maybe she didn’t know her exact age. (Many Yemenis don’t know their real age, due to the reason of not being educated.) …She felt at ease after I talked and played with her… her laugh, is still stuck on my head. This girl was different, different from the other girls around her. Her white skin stood out from the girls who were getting dark from the sun… I was told she was kept inside the house all the time, preparing her for her wedding, as in not wanting her to be burnt by the sun; they wanted her to stay beautiful.

Ashjan, is the second oldest child in the family, she has a brother who is older than her… and also 3 younger sisters and also 2 younger brothers. They all live in a mud house, which consist of 2, only. The family is very poor. The reason Ashjan, was getting married this young is because the rest of the family can live, so the family can husband to promise not to touch Ashjan until she reached puberty. As if that’s any better!

Ashjan’s visit was coming to an end, she went to say bye to mum. My mum was feeling sorry for this child and does not know what to do about it. She gave Ashjan money to pass on to her mother… I gave Ashjan a big massive hug, suddenly a tear ran down my cheek, couldn’t help it. “Thank you” Ashjan whispered down my ear… I stopped hugging her and looked her in the eye. “For what” I asked… “For being a wonderful friend” …I couldn’t talk, I didn’t know what to say. I was a child myself, I didn’t how to help. So I smiled instead… That doll, she played with was my cousins, I managed to convince my little cousin to give it to Ashjan after promising her I’ll get her another one. She agreed. Ashjan was so happy!  …My sister came along and told her “your called, Ashjan and your pretty, all pretty girls are called Ashjan” my sister joked, looking at me, pointing that I wasn’t pretty just because am not called Ashjan… My sister wanted to make Ashjan better. I knew it. So I jokily argued back… Ashjan was entertained, she giggled and said “Every one is beautiful” …She hugged me again, tightly this time. Then grabbed her younger sister and walked off… skipping along, her black curly hair danced along as she skipped… She disappeared into the distance. She went. She was gone.

From that day, I never saw her again. I don’t know anything about her; all I know was that she was married, a few months later.

Ashjan is someone I can’t forget. So this is why I want the world to hear the Yemeni people’s voice. Because they are saying enough. They are saying enough to child bride, enough to poverty, enough to many things.

Source Arabiya Muslimah

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Our Message! From Yemen

To all conscience in the world,

We address you this letter to speak to the human values within you. Our desired dream is of every nation seeking Freedom and Equality to live within dignity.

We want to tell you that if we have lived like other Human beings, we would not leave our homes and live in the street, facing tools of murder and lethality.

We believed in the justice of our case and our legitimate demands and our right to obtain a modern civil state like all other nations, but what we have been facing is Murder, Oppressive practices and Starvation policies.

In the light of these continued violations, we urge you to pay attention towards our suffering and leave your terrible silence which gives the right to the dying regimes to commit more crimes against humans on this earth….

Our crime, on the other side, is seeking the precious life, to enable our children to live safely and freely making them able to build their future by themselves and make a glory to their home countries.

Our dreams are the same as yours, but the difference is that your dreams are living with you to achieve them, while our dreams are dying with us before they are achieved.

Finally, we ensure that we will not retreat from our rights and we will continue our peaceful struggles and protests until we realize our revolution aims, we hope you will be fair to bear your humanitarian responsibility towards our case.

From the peaceful youth in change squares of Yemen.

Video posted by WADEE78

Source Arabiya Muslimah

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Yemen’s Power Cuts; an Extreme Hard Life

Amal Ibrahim, a housewife living in the Yemeni capital Sana’a, has to contend with power cuts that have become a daily occurrence since the protests and consequent political crisis began in the Arabian Peninsula country earlier this year. “I am unable to do my household chores such as cooking and washing as an electricity outage can last for 22 hours a day,” she told dpa. “This reminds me of the hard life in the early 1980s when housewives used to do housework manually for there were no electric appliances,” Ibrahim adds.

Millions of Yemenis have taken to the streets since February demanding an end to President Ali Abdullah Saleh’s 33-year rule. The crisis has recently turned violent with clashes, frequently resulting in deaths, between forces loyal to Saleh and his rivals becoming more frequent in Sana’a. Before the eruption of the anti-Saleh uprising, residents in Sana’a say the electricity supply was erratic but not as bad as it is now.

“I miss those days when electricity used to be cut off for only four to five hours a day,” says Mohammed Abdullah, who runs a furniture workshop in Sana’a.Due to the frequent power blackouts, Mohammed says he cannot meet orders from his customers on time. “I have bought an electricity generator so that I can do my job,” he says. But he is facing another problem: a shortage of diesel fuel necessary for operating his generator.

“Diesel is not available in Sana’a. I have to go outside the capital to get it at prices, which are at least twice as high as before,” he says. Work at the International Bank of Yemen in Sana’a has also been negatively affected by the lack of electricity, according to employee Basim al-Bahri. “Worse, we sometimes run out of diesel fuel for generators used by the bank,” he adds.

The International Committee of the Red Cross (ICRC) said on Friday that essential services such as healthcare, electricity, water and education have been deeply disrupted, if not suspended, in Sana’a due to violence.“Over the past few weeks, there has rarely been a moment of calm in Sana’a,” the ICRC said. “For everyone, it is difficult if not impossible to move about within the city, which is filled with armed men, checkpoints and roadblocks,” said Eric Marclay, the head of the ICRC delegation in Yemen.

Despite the power outages, people in Sana’a notice that on certain occasions, electricity is always available. This was the case on September 23 when the Yemeni president returned to the country from Saudi Arabia where he had stayed for almost four months recovering from injuries sustained in an attack on the presidential palace

Likewise, there are no power cuts when the president gives a televised speech. “Only on such occasions, we can lead a normal life,” says al-Bahri. Government officials have blamed power outages in Sana’a on attacks mounted by anti-Saleh tribesmen against electricity grids. But the opposition accuses the government of deliberately disrupting electricity supplies to distort the image of anti-Saleh forces. – Sapa-DPA

*Source; Daily News

Here is a clip of a peaceful demonstration to protest against the power cuts in Yemen. They are chanting “Shame shame, there is no electricity day and night!”


By Afrah Nasser

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My Heart Aches Deeply for Yemen


I’m sacred to call family and friends as I see Yemen’s bloodshed intensfying like never before. I don’t want to hear bad news. I’m scared to think that at this moment, while I’m typing, a house in Sana’a could be being rocked with explosion; a house of family and friends of mine. I’m scared to think that I could have lost a loved one. So, I don’t call. Hundreds houses in Yemen have already been rocked with explosion and more than 2 thousands people have already been shot dead by security forces’ savage bloody oppression. With each rocket and murder my heart aches deeply. It’s unbearable feeling I have. I feel bitterness and helpless. 

As I’m being told that I’m labeled now as an “immigrant” in Sweden (But I’m a blogger in exile), I walk on streets and see Swedes walking normally and peacefully. I get confused. I feel I want to scream out loud, “HELLO! my people are being killed in my country, will you care please?!! ” Then, my head gets shattered. I can’t scream. No one will hear and it won’t really make a difference. But secretly; I want to grap all the people’s hands and tell them about the crimes against human rights in Yemen. I want to tell them; that Saleh is murdering innocent people because he adores power more than anything else. He’ll kill humans or animals or whatever for him to stay in power. 

Then, I realize my inner thoughts and feelings don’t match what I see outdoor. My daily activities consist of following news about Yemen, watching horrific footages from Yemen, tweeting about Yemen, blogging about Yemen, talking about Yemen with friends and at seminars, and studying at school about being an “immigrant”. I have seen so much bloody clips than I could ever remember. I’m traumatized. My senses are becoming numb. I look at people on streets and I can’t help it but visualizing them without heads or their chests having bluets. It’s been one week for me trying to cry really hard to let the feelings out but I’m not succeeding. I try to cry to feel better but I can’t. I can’t cry. I’m heavily traumatized and I really can’t cry. I wish I can. 

I’m worried all the time about Yemen. When I’m awake; it’s weather I’m following its news or daydreaming of how I’d like it to be. When I’m asleep, I have nightmares about explosion; blood, people dying in front of me and hearing bluets. While I’m asleep. I get so much stressed that my teeth hurts because I’d be biting so tight as I’m in pain unconsciously. 

Messages and emails from people I know and I don’t know are pouring into my inboxes asking me to help them immigrate. They write to me that they can’t take it anymore. I get shocked and paralyzed as I’m reading those messages. What shall I reply!! I can’t help it but get depressed because of the bleak current situation and pain people from Yemen have to endure. 

Honestly, only hope that keeps me going. Only faith on my people and bright future that keeps me alive. 

By Afrah Nasser

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#SupportYemen – This is Why I Do!

I have been tweeting, blogging, posting on different pages and groups on facebook urging people to #SupportYemen. Now I want to tell you why I support Yemen.
Yemen is my country, my homeland, the land of my ancestors and where my heart belongs. I support it and support the revolution because Yemen has been living in poverty, sickness and illiteracy for years. It is time for CHANGE. Yemen needs to rise after 33 years of corrupt rule and underdevelopment. Yemeni have the right to live a dignified life. They have the right to proper education, proper schools and teachers, proper health facilities, medicine and services. They have the right to express their opinions and not fear harassment, arrests and torture as a result. They have the right to feel safe in their country knowing that the army is there to defend and protect them, rather than defending the ruling family and killing them. They have the right to justice and an independent judiciary system. They have the right to elect and choose who to govern them and to know that Yemen’s resources and financial aid is going to the proper channels for it’s development and not to the bank accounts of the ruling family and corrupt regime members. Yemeni have the right to live in peace and safety and enjoy basic uninterrupted services, such as electricity, water and fuel.

Yemen is facing a grave economic, humanitarian and refugee crisis which is deteriorating as the revolution is prolonged due to Saleh’s defiance to relinquish power. The current brutal regime needs to be removed immediately to stop the bloodshed and suffering of many Yemenis.
I live abroad and am blessed to have a good safe life and enjoy many services, and I want all my country men and women to live a comfortable and safe life too. My heart goes out to Yemen and the conditions the people have been living in, which just got aggravated since the revolution started, almost 9 months ago. So many lives have been lost and many are still facing continuos danger due to the ongoing violence and humanitarian hardship, yet the peaceful struggle continues.

I want my country to be safe so it can flourish and prosper. Yemen is a beautiful country and Yemenis have great potential and deserve a better life. There are many reasons why I support yemen, these were just a few.

Join us make that change by supporting Yemen.
Visit our Facebook page: #SupportYemen
Follow our twitter account: @SupportYemen
Visit our website: (coming soon)
Donate to: YemenPeaceProject
Read: Yemenbloggers
Listen to: VoicesfromYemen, here is my voice: No 6 – @Noonarabia
Share the #SuppotYemen Video Campaign and any youtube videos related to Yemen and it’s revolution such as this powerful one: Yemen: The Mother of All Revolutions
Use one of the #SupportYemen photos as your profile.
Follow Yemen’s news, for reliable and constant updates visit this Facebook page: News of the Yemeni Revolution
Sign the petition: Saleh must be held Accountable
Write about Yemen in your newspapers, blogs, facebook profiles and tweets.
Follow events in your country through the #SupportYemen facebook page and join the protests.
Write to the policy makers in your country to support Yemen and impose sanctions against president Saleh. Lobby for Yemen’s democracy and freedom.
Read this blog posting by a fellow activist for Simple Ways to Support Yemen from Abroad

The atrocities and blood shed in Yemen need to stop and we need the International Community’s support and your support.

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Diaries of an Online Activist

My activism started with the Arab spring and the revolutions in Tunisia, Egypt, Yemen, Libya, Syria and Bahrain. As I was following news of the Tunisian’s uprising which turned into a revolution and spread to the rest of the Arab world, my Arabism, patriotism and zeal grew which got me hooked to the TV and laptop for endless hours. My days suddenly turned into nights and I wouldn’t realize it till the first rays of sun crept on me announcing the arrival of a new day.
I became an online activist, initially overtaken by the Egyptian revolution when I started my activism on Facebook. As the revolution in Yemen started to evolve and was filling the news along with the Libyan one, I shifted from the Egyptian revolution, since Mubarak was ousted and besides there were so many other hundreds of thousands covering it, and I started focusing instead on the rest of the Arab revolutions, but mainly Yemen’s and hence I moved from Facebook to twitter, which I felt was more dynamic and powerful.
Twitter transfered me to many places at once. I felt I was in Tahrir in Cairo, in Benghazi in Libya, in Change square is Sanaa, in Hama in Syria and in Manama in Bahrain. Just by following a certain timeline I heard the chants and the explosions and I felt the pain of the wounded and the loss of the martyrs.
I was actually apprehensive at first and worried when Yemen’s revolution started. Yemen has the highest gun per capita ratio after the US and I thought it will turn into a blood bath from day one, but was pleasantly surprised, and so was the rest of the world. It turned into the most peaceful revolution of the Arab Spring due to the protesters commitment to peace, despite the regimes violence and killings. I never imagined the revolution would drag this long, nor for the suffering to be this severe. I pray for a peaceful resolve soon, although I doubt it will be a peaceful one, nor soon.
I was taught to stand for what is right and what I believe in and was fortunate enough to travel the world and have a good education. I hope all the people in Yemen will soon enjoy this right. Therefore I used all my knowledge and skills to speak out and advocate for the Freedom and Democracy of my country, and so did many other Yemeni activists in Yemen and abroad. We joined our efforts and collaborated to Support Yemen and the revolution and together we will persevere, despite anyone or anything.
Before the Arab Spring started I was a wife and a mother of four and that was my main job. I suddenly became a full time online activist, an addicted twitter and a blogger besides all my other duties.
I am tired and exhausted and miss spending time with my family as before and owe them a big THANK YOU for their patience, support and understanding.
I can’t wait for all this madness and violence to end, so that everyone can move on and enjoy safety and stability and start rebuilding. We all need peace in our lives again and soon.
I salute all online activists and stand in awe for the freedom fighters who suffered and struggled, advocating for change in their country, the ones who were in the front lines and paid the price with their lives, blood, sweat and tears. May God bless all the revolutionaries in the Arab spring and beyond and have mercy on those who sacrificed their lives for all of us to live a better life. We will win and we owe it to them to make our countries better.

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