Wednesday, April 7, 2010

Once upon a time in a Garden next to the Sea

Don't take this wrong, the garden I mean is just a small place crowded with family members around, few trees are there and their color is close to brown, if they are not dead already..! A little grass, and thanks god it is absolutely green. About 200 children are playing around and that doesn't make life so easy I guess. About 100 hawkers sells nothing but an expired stuff, and if their loud voice made money, they would be rich since years. Young man walking romantically with his fiancée know nothing about the world except what is being whispered. Some guys, like the one in the picture, are hanging around with their digital camera trying to snap the best shots that show them as stars.






Gardens are the second choice for having fun in Gaza. Of course the have only the name but still called gardens. The first choice is alway The Sea which is close enough to any one who wants to complain sadness or, if he could, enjoy some hours of his awful day. On the sea beach you'll see a bundle of people like stars on the sky, swimming in the dirty beach, and walking on the ugly sand. Hawkers again make the atmosphere unbearable, and you only wish to kick them away or drown them deeply in the sea. When night comes, people make family groups and begin to chat about life, politics, economy, money, women, physics, last jokes, tough situations, poverty, and even atomic bombs.


When they leave, every one feels like he was reborn, with a ghosty smile on his face for the rest of the day before the hell begins in the next day. Finally, one could say he has a great time for once in his life.

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