I Miss My Life!
Peace? Freedom?? Was our previous life peaceful and free?! No matter what it was, I wish I could live it again and I wonder if I can really live it again.
I wont complain about not having 24/24 electric power at home. I would love to drive in traffic jam in Beirut suburbs on a midsummer day. I wont curse or swear (silently) at the greedy drivers with their smoky cars. I wont mind driving in the alleys of the suburbs. I wont complain about the fuel prices as long as I can fill my car tank with gasoline anytime any where. I wont mind cleaning our beaches from dirt and garbage. I wont mind being asked What time are you coming back home? as long as I can go anywhere I want and enjoy with friends. I would wake up very early in the morning to be in school on time. I wont nag about working at weekends. I wont complain about having some naughty noisy lazy students in my class. I wont complain about the problems I face at work. I want my previous life back!
I miss Ali who used to make fun of anything around. I miss Amina who always wanted to be the first to answer any of my questions, even if she knew she might be wrong. I miss Mustafa, the chubby cute boy. I miss Hassan who used to say mith instead of miss. I miss Malak with her daily love letters. I miss Mohammed, Nermeen, Rami, Zeinab, Aisha, Nour, Natalie, Kareem, Haneen I miss all my students who may be homeless now or who may be trapped in their southern villages.
I miss looking at our sea not wondering where the warships might be. I miss meditating at our CLEAR skies. I miss watching boring news criticizing this politician or that.
Its now that I appreciate and long for my previous life that I had no idea it would ever end this way. Such a big nagger I was. I didnt realize the bright side of my life. Its now that Im aware of what I missed... and its just now that I call it peaceful and free life it will take years to have it back. We wont forget what we passed through, we wont let go our rage and wrath.
I wont complain about not having 24/24 electric power at home. I would love to drive in traffic jam in Beirut suburbs on a midsummer day. I wont curse or swear (silently) at the greedy drivers with their smoky cars. I wont mind driving in the alleys of the suburbs. I wont complain about the fuel prices as long as I can fill my car tank with gasoline anytime any where. I wont mind cleaning our beaches from dirt and garbage. I wont mind being asked What time are you coming back home? as long as I can go anywhere I want and enjoy with friends. I would wake up very early in the morning to be in school on time. I wont nag about working at weekends. I wont complain about having some naughty noisy lazy students in my class. I wont complain about the problems I face at work. I want my previous life back!
I miss Ali who used to make fun of anything around. I miss Amina who always wanted to be the first to answer any of my questions, even if she knew she might be wrong. I miss Mustafa, the chubby cute boy. I miss Hassan who used to say mith instead of miss. I miss Malak with her daily love letters. I miss Mohammed, Nermeen, Rami, Zeinab, Aisha, Nour, Natalie, Kareem, Haneen I miss all my students who may be homeless now or who may be trapped in their southern villages.
I miss looking at our sea not wondering where the warships might be. I miss meditating at our CLEAR skies. I miss watching boring news criticizing this politician or that.
Its now that I appreciate and long for my previous life that I had no idea it would ever end this way. Such a big nagger I was. I didnt realize the bright side of my life. Its now that Im aware of what I missed... and its just now that I call it peaceful and free life it will take years to have it back. We wont forget what we passed through, we wont let go our rage and wrath.
posted by blacknblue me at 4:50 AM
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