Nablus

Nestled between the twin peaks of Mount Ebal and Mount Gerizim, Nablus is not merely a geographic location — it is a story carved into the stone walls of the casbah, into the olive groves that have outlived empires. The camera trembles with emotion as it captures the old city — arches weathered by time, bustling souks echoing the sounds of life, and silent rooftops that have seen it all. ⸻ 🕊️ A City of Faith and Fragrance It is home to the Samaritan community, whose traditions stretch back millennia, and to mosques and churches alike. Walk through the alleyways and you’ll find time running differently — in the scent of olive oil soap from family-run factories, in the glistening trays of kunafa Nabulsiyeh, in the Arabic calligraphy etched into Ottoman-era walls. City of Resistance and Revival Nablus is no stranger to confrontation. From the intifadas to the daily challenges of occupation, the city has stood tall with a defiant grace. The faces of its youth, its martyrs, its mothers — all become symbols of a people who refuse to kneel. Your lens can honor them not by freezing the moment, but by giving it motion — by telling their stories across generations. 💔 Postcards from a Divided Reality Even as new cafés open and students return to An-Najah University, the scars of conflict remain fresh — bullet holes in walls, checkpoints near entrances, and sirens that sometimes interrupt the call to prayer. But so do signs of life: children playing, men repairing old shutters, women hanging bright laundry on stone terraces.