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Letter to Sinan
Hadeel Al.Rajihi
PalestineGALLERYCONVERSATION
Despite the many difficulties, hardships, and constant failures that we have all endured, I have always managed to smile, smile at...
The only place you can and must call home are memories of slums, slums that you were born into, that are constantly changing and evolving with every passing minute. For as long as I can remember, I, with many others, have carried the burden of humiliation, sadness, and most of all loneliness. It is a strange sense of loneliness that can only be understood by a minority.
The story of being a refugee is a story of loss, an all-encompassing loss that hinders any major gain whether it be material, physical or mental. It is an imagined drama for some, but a living nightmare for others; deaths are more than births, funerals more than weddings, failures more than successes, tears more than smiles, and desperation more than hope.
Spending nights with wide opened eyes becomes the norm, wide open is a million times better than nightmares of bare footed children with dusty hair, of piercing screams that divide the heart of darkness, of eternal moans, of endless hours of checkpoints in the midst of scorching heat, of battered women bruised by drunken husbands, of blackness awaiting the return of a long lost love, of flies awaiting to attack, of barbered wire surrounding not only your body, but your whole existence, of passing hours and...
Emptiness; you would drop something and it would fall for eternity.

Spending nights with wide opened eyes becomes the norm, wide open is a million times better than nightmares of bare footed children with dusty hair, of piercing screams that divide the heart of darkness, of eternal moans, of endless hours of checkpoints in the midst of scorching heat, of battered women bruised by drunken husbands, of blackness awaiting the return of a long lost love, of flies awaiting to attack, of barbered wire surrounding not only your body, but your whole existence, of passing hours and days with no end in sight.

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