Lebanon and Gaza

I am not here to compare the military tactics or the details of operations between the two...
As a Palestinian and especially a Gazan, I think of the resistance as one of the only ways to prove some of our concern with Humanity...This may not sound right at first, however, there is nothing that can make someone feel so angry to the extent that we witness among Lebanese right now. Whether you watch on your TV when you get your share of electricity power at your neighborhood, or you are there,..Hearing the noises of the planes and witnessing the creative strikes of torture. There is no doubt that Israel is creative and is proving great ability of finding ways to draw this miserable picture in every Lebanese house today in Beirut.
This phase of the conflict, I believe, is taking our minds to a certain sophistication in philosophy...Yes, philosophy when living these moments of not being aware mentally, of what is right and what is wrong...And whether human beings see justice and humanity in so different ways. Part of my day, just like any Gazan today, is knowing first the schedule of the electricity power, and what each device we have at home need to stay working. My radio, that doesn't need their electricity, have told me more stories even when the local stations are disabled...Every second that follows a bomb in the north of Gaza, such as today, brings up different senses as a reatcion. One can be being worried about the recipient ofthese shells...And one can be being sad that only few people hear it...
The southern part of Beirut was under continuous attack by the Israelis last night....I couldn't sleep...I was watching the news on the Lebanese stations till 5:00am. I wake up on similar noises in Gaza, although I managed to have coffee with a friend in a nice place near the beach. A friend who told me ten stories in less than 30 minutes...The last was her brother's who was burnt by an Apache rocket several months ago. She just visited a friend in the north few days ago who went through one of the latest incursions on Beit Lahia, the soldiers enjoyed having their meals during their service in the house and left cans of fish and meat on their couches...While having their meals or proving their victory in this town...They didn't let them leave a room they specified. Whatever that may means to anyone....It is part of the process that leads to bigger question and, most importantly, bigger answers and conclusions.

I just called my mother, who is stuck in Egypt, because of the closure on Gaza for the third week now, she is half Lebanese! Man,,,,,what more do we need to feel with every bird in the South..Lebanon..It is her home...And our home.

You get excited for less than a second...But guess what? Before that second that you wait for for so long..You calculate....And think...Is it ok to be happy for one second..? Or is this good or bad??
A friend of ours....17 years old, a kid that saw a picture full of colors...On top of their house..Was coming back from a regular walk with friends...It was the building next to them. This guy when heard about Hezbollah bombing the Naval vessel said..." Ok., is this good or bad?"

While flipping through some pictures on the internet, one picture confused me..It was in a bedroom that is underground and 2 little girls in Tel Aviv holding their toys and waiting for something else.
I never liked thinking of this ...Children are children...But it is a War. I don't want to say that only governments take us to wars, or only specific groups take us to wars...NO...It is everyone, it is the people...Even those children that suffer the most especially when you teach them the difference between the impact of a 250 kg bomb and a 1000 kg bomb.


Same pictures..Same ....Same......

..I am not here to analyze.,.Or even tell a story, because I cant even do that. I am angry.

Scared thoughts..A begining

It has been a while since I have been trying to start writing about what is going on in this special place, and what is going on in these special minds and hearts. It is sometimes easier to think that no matter what you say to desrcibe certain situation, it is not going to make any difference neither on the personal level nor on the surrounding environment. There is no doubt, however, that "Laila Al-Haddad" has inspired me, and many others, to start doing something. Her blog, Raising Yusof" has reached thousands of readers in the world.
I am not sure if this is going to work with me...This time. Maybe, I am sure it is not going to be as successful as Laila's and her great presentation and language that carries emotions towards our cause.
I am not quiet sure about what is this cause becoming... Day after the other, bigger question rises through my head and taking me no where..But to more thinking of how human beings can reach certain points where they don't care about their personal benefit, or don't care about their lives, when it comes to serious standing in the face of an enemy.
I am not saying anything new...But when it grows with deep analysis and observation of what is causing what, and how crazy these thoughts can be, how strong they are that they structure these minds in every step in their lives. People who support us in the world are either those who experienced occupation or oppression before, or those who hate the other.
Today....Watching the news about Lebanon, I did not believe that I would feel that bad towards what is going on there! I haven't cried for a long while when watching the news about Palestine, it has become a regular part of a daily activity either to watch it in the news from abroad when knowing you have people you care for there, or to wittiness it personally on the ground. I was asking myself,,is it because it is Lebanon and it is right there...Few hours away from here...? But I have never been there or even dared to try to go there....I really don't understand....But I know one thing,,that while it is going on...All the attacks on Lebanon, I am feeling it is my neighborhood..With no exaggeration.

Ahmad Qaboor; a famous Lebanese singer, has some of the greatest national songs for Lebanon, and Palestine, and general ones for human beings in oppressed areas of this planet. I just heard that song an hour ago..A new one, and it moved me after I thought there will be no such thing since I was in college doing my Bachelor in the West Bank. We used to think we are the gratest in the world...When only listening to those songs and singining them in the middle of the street that the Israelis closed in the "Siege operation " in Ramallah in 4 years ago. They didn't only close our road they closed the Ambulance road....They closed our bedrooms, they closed our windows...But really..Opened our eyes till this day.

Anyway, the song was a nice one, the guy has been singing for ever for different causes. And now,,,,he doesn't want to repeat the same words and songs to the same people..The same people...!! He just said; I am singing for the people who have no people..I am singing for the voices that no longer have voice....

Later,