IRONY ..........
Life moves so fast that it rushes us from heaven to hell in a matter of seconds, at every bloody moment in our lives we all have one foot in a fairy tail and the other sunk in abyss….. The day before 13 July Lebanese were celebrating summer, relaxing at the beach, tourism was at the peak of it’s progress, finally after a long list of assassinations of political leaders the country was starting to get on his feet again to start molding its wounded economy and rebuilding the ruined scars all of a sudden on July 13 the peaceful breeze that was embodying the city vanished within minutes to be surrendered by the black veil of terror accompanied with the roaring of the planes and bombs pouring like hailstones, draining every single drop of courage that people possess.
These people are using the art of diplomacy, to keep their opponents waiting, Waiting for GODO…….. They are keeping a façade of normality, trying to procrastinate till the problem eventually resolves by itself. Till now their strategy of war is still vague, they claim to attack only the so called “terrorist militias”? Then how come all around Lebanon even pure Christian territories are being bombed????? Being third world country this is what we get, total control by the more powerful……. Do you honestly think that people who crucified Jesus Christ will spare anyone in Lebanon?
The unavoidable happens at the very moment when people start to feel a little bit secured and confident in following the right path of their personal goal, when each one feels he is the master of the situation something drastic happens to cast them down, and you ask WHY? Can it be that we are all condemned to see the palm trees only to die of thirst in the desert? People feel that the wings of tragedy are brushing against their face.
A friend of mine wanted me to update my blog, but why? To keep people informed about the drastic changes in our lives? Of the stormy nights where the electricity looks like the one on a Christmas tree only it’s a little bit early this time….. Where instead of presents children are bestowed with bombs, or the creepy feeling in your soul when you walk in some street that makes you question yourself if you’re in a ghost town or not? Why should we write? They killed every single drop of passion in our hearts; the majority has enough hope to survive the day…….
Maybe he is right, maybe I can’t say what I want to say using other means except writing, so be it ……
Life moves so fast that it rushes us from heaven to hell in a matter of seconds, at every bloody moment in our lives we all have one foot in a fairy tail and the other sunk in abyss….. The day before 13 July Lebanese were celebrating summer, relaxing at the beach, tourism was at the peak of it’s progress, finally after a long list of assassinations of political leaders the country was starting to get on his feet again to start molding its wounded economy and rebuilding the ruined scars all of a sudden on July 13 the peaceful breeze that was embodying the city vanished within minutes to be surrendered by the black veil of terror accompanied with the roaring of the planes and bombs pouring like hailstones, draining every single drop of courage that people possess.
These people are using the art of diplomacy, to keep their opponents waiting, Waiting for GODO…….. They are keeping a façade of normality, trying to procrastinate till the problem eventually resolves by itself. Till now their strategy of war is still vague, they claim to attack only the so called “terrorist militias”? Then how come all around Lebanon even pure Christian territories are being bombed????? Being third world country this is what we get, total control by the more powerful……. Do you honestly think that people who crucified Jesus Christ will spare anyone in Lebanon?
The unavoidable happens at the very moment when people start to feel a little bit secured and confident in following the right path of their personal goal, when each one feels he is the master of the situation something drastic happens to cast them down, and you ask WHY? Can it be that we are all condemned to see the palm trees only to die of thirst in the desert? People feel that the wings of tragedy are brushing against their face.
A friend of mine wanted me to update my blog, but why? To keep people informed about the drastic changes in our lives? Of the stormy nights where the electricity looks like the one on a Christmas tree only it’s a little bit early this time….. Where instead of presents children are bestowed with bombs, or the creepy feeling in your soul when you walk in some street that makes you question yourself if you’re in a ghost town or not? Why should we write? They killed every single drop of passion in our hearts; the majority has enough hope to survive the day…….
Maybe he is right, maybe I can’t say what I want to say using other means except writing, so be it ……
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