We all feel part of this country and this country is part of us...it's struggle and pain...the people...the history...i feel we're all to blame and we all feel the pain.

 

Besides, my palestinian friends who shared their thoughts and wishes and hopes of a peaceful and free Palestine helped to create a more touchable picture for me.

 

Sharifo...who's there...in the middle of the pain...sometimes i feel him as a child stuck and endangered and i wished if i could do anything to free him.

 

Abdullah...who represents the absolute power that will demolish the darkness someday when i picture him as the soaring eagle of Palestine.

 

7ala...and her continuous bond with her home country and her words that stings me with realization every time i read her blog about Palestine.

 

Jerusalem...who gave herself a nickname that reflected her ongoing dream to be in Jerusalem again...the peaceful Jerusalem filled with it's sons and daughters.

 

Many more give me a scent of Palestine...many more make me feel i could walk down the old allies of alquds one day.

 

Last year we sent letters to the world and blogged about the palestinian right in their land and freedom and most of all LIFE for its children...but today i just blog to spell out my sense of belonging and my sadness for my disability.

 

Palestine...May Allah ease your pain...ba2a!!