Missing home
I miss the Garbage man,
I Miss the Horse driven Kerosene Seller even though he is a crook
I miss the Beggars who keep knocking on my door early Friday
I miss the bakery
I miss the Generator Guy
I miss home
I miss my Brothers and Sister at work
I miss 'Uruklink' my idiotic Internet connection
I miss my bed
I miss my neighbour Abu Mohammed who keeps his nose in everyones bussiness
I miss my broke down car
I miss my daughters and wife, My sister and Mum
I miss 'Bab il Sharji' and 'Sahat al tayaran'
I miss smoking in the company's courtyard under the Sun
I miss the Date palms there about to bloom now I'm sure
I miss Iraq.
Safety has its price. and I'm paying for it.
7 comments:
As salaam alaikum.
I will make a dua'a for you.
I surfed in to remind you about jumah prayer today. If you can't make it to your local masjid come by my blog for my 2 pence in a khutbah series:
http://nuhgondek.blogspot.com/
Be well.
Wa salaama,
nuh ibn
"uruklink" for some reason made me laugh for a few minutes, after i finally got the idea behind it. i'm sorry you're homesick=[. God bless you.
I can't begin to imagine how hard it must be for you. My heart goes out to you and the family that you are missing.
Soon it will be spring here and all the trees here will bloom too.
Zappy, sorry it's been so long. I hope you are doing well! I'm glad you are safe, but as you so poignantly pointed out, safety has its price—and in your case, it is an especially steep one.
Hope your wife and girls are doing as well as can be expected. The New Yorker just published an article about the U.S. hanging translators, and other Iraqis who have helped the adminstration and military, out to dry. Very, very enlightening, and absolutely shame-inducing. Go to the "New Yorker" (magazine) website. I'm sure the editors have posted it by now since the article has caused some small uproar here (outrage at the callousness of the State Department and other entities).
This is just beautiful! So simple and so beautiful!
Zaineb
oh zappy, you see? remember how you couldn't understand expatriots as true iraqis? life is like that, it flips in a second and leaves you guessing. that is why you are so sad and because this new place is so far from your former reality. but life gives us only as much as we can take and you are strong. I have been through it and many more with us. Leaving home. You will be fine and you will see beautiful Iraq again. Iraq will revive. And your heart will SING!
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