We each suck in a different way

When I was 12, my father told me that I was a fly and that the West was a heated light bulb. He told me that the sparkling object from a distance would burn me alive if I ever went there. I was a rebel. I never listened. I installed a VPN software to access social media. I learned English on my own. I spent most of the following 15 years trying to come to the West.

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The Cruelest Place, Lebanon?

I don’t know how to best describe travelling to Syria through Lebanon, but I will try. Have you ever had to cross of a river full of leeches? This is how Lebanon feels to me, and I suspect to most Syrians who’ve had the pleasure of going there. The Lebanese sink their teeth deep into our flesh and feed on our pockets and souls. Every time I’m about to land at Beirut–Rafic Hariri Airport, I ready myself for walking straight into a trap. There is no way around it. Damascus has a good airport, but I simply can’t fly there.

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Climbing Down the Tower of Babel

Six weeks ago, Amazon contacted me, asking for my feedback on how to improve their services. Their email read the exact following:

Your comments and suggestions will help us improve our store and offer better service to our customers. We are concerned about the activity on your account. We want to do all that we can to prevent you from having to make frequent returns of items from Amazon.de.

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Unappreciated

We often take the most precious things in life for granted. Who truly takes into consideration his eyes while sitting in front of a screen for hours every day? Who worries about his hearing while blowing up his ears with headphones? Who worries about his legs while abusing his knees going up and down a hill carrying heavy loads? Who truly cares about his lungs while inhaling one pack after another?

It’s simple and obvious that we’d dearly miss these things when we lose them. Until we do, however, they must go unappreciated.

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The Gray Devil in Me

Have you ever loved a woman so much that you thought all other women were an illusion? Have you ever watched the woman you love the most getting raped, every day, without you being able to do anything to stop it?

The rapists vary; brothers, fathers, cousins, neighbors and tourists but the she is the same. They make you question yourself: ‘is it love or do I rape her too every time I touch her?’ Continue reading “The Gray Devil in Me”

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