My name is Sahur, and I’ve been a chess player for over 25 years. I learned the game from my grandfather, on a worn-out wooden board, and I never stopped playing. What started as a family pastime became my passion and, in many ways, my philosophy of life.

If the Grandmaster title were earned solely through love for the game, countless study hours, and mental battles, I might already be among the greats. I grew up with old books, analyzing games by legends like Alekhine, Petrosian, and Tal in scribbled notebooks, training alone when no one else was around.

Life, however, doesn’t always play fair. Between responsibilities, jobs far from the chessboard, and obstacles tougher than any Sicilian Defense, the path to international tournaments and official norms never materialized. But that never dimmed my love for the game if anything, it made it stronger. And for that, I’ve never regretted a single choice.

My strength lies in deep positional understanding, in the subtleties of the game that go unnoticed by rushed eyes, and in my passion for teaching, discussing, and playing with those who share the same quiet fire. I’ve played against masters won a few, lost to others with honor and learned something from every match.

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