So I tell myself “It’s Ok, the path has room for everyone.” But it suddenly narrowed for me to the point of suffocation and murder… Were my dreams that big?! 

Looks like there is no escaping death. The occupation army started its invasion of Gaza since nightfall. It was a night that cannot be wiped off our memories.

nside my head, I own a world full of diverse types of lives, all shapes, colors, wonders, answers to all questions and questions to all answers. 

The sound of Fairuz’s voice singing rises higher and higher, as she chants “we shall return one day to our neighbourhood”.

Have you ever heard of a people who do not cry over their dead as much as they cry their living? Those are us…