first for foremost, I would like to apologize for all of you for not writing since long time ago. And to be honest, since my last post “Gaza Between Love and Hate” I didn’t really know what to write about. Finally, I have come to what has just crossed my mind: Write to express, to resist, and to free my mind.
A Dark half-empty room, a mug of hot milk, and a computer. It’s here where it all started. A confused brain full of ideas and thoughts, a big broken heart, and an everlasting smile are all I have.
In the past, I didn’t really want anything more than moving out of Gaza. Anywhere else seemed whole lot better for a very long time until I somehow started to read and watch documentaries, get to know and chat with pro-Palestinians from around the globe I started to realize how beautiful my country is, and how much proud should I be just because I am Palestinian! And oh not just that. I am a Gazan Palestinian! Who could be more proud than I am?
An open-air prison hosting over 1.7 million inhabitants from all over Palestine, Gaza, is where my story begins. It wasn’t so long till I decided to tweet and blog about Palestine and raise the awareness because it’s my cause, your cause, everybody’s cause.
Oh my beloved, no matter what to you I will always yearn *sigh*. I have always dreamed about praying in Al-Aqsa and be able to visit every soon-to-be-free city and walk in every single street, feel the pain and pleasure, and smell the odor of freedom forever.
Dear Gaza, my hometown and blessed city, till when will this go on? Till when? Didn’t they have enough already? you’re occupied by your own people who once claimed to be good and ever since they ruled you, they continue to prove that they’re not worth it, they’re not good at all.
The Kofiyya, a well-known logo symbolizing everything that has to do with Palestine, the cause, love, the homeland, its holiness, passion, freedom, and Yasser “Abu-Ammar” Arafat whose death anniversary takes place every November 11th.
Ever since THEY ruled you, my beloved Gaza, they banned wearing The Kofiyya, and he who dares to wear it shall forever be tortured. Can anybody tell me why? They don’t want you to represent the cause! they don’t want more patriots!
It’s not that complicated! Why we, Gazans, are no longer allowed to wear The Kofiyya? Why can’t we put it on our shoulders wrap it around our necks? Still no body knows why or how did this happen.
Dear Gaza, I Love You.