Post lebanon syndrome
It is about realizing how much I have left behind.
It is all about the faces.
It is all about the places.
It is all about the thought that I might never come back.
It is all about living here, where I feel everything is fake.
It is about walking on the street and hearing a language I can relate to, faces that look familiar. Faces that might mean something one day. It is about living somewhere where you feel you belong, where you are part of a human chain.
It is only when you go back that you appreciate all the beauty; even in the chaos. Sectarianism, instability, fairuz,raouche.
The world is not perfect. Lebanon is not perfect...but it is the closest thing to heaven as far as I am concerned.
(pd, thanks)
posted by Paul at 11:31 PM
3 Comments:
How right and transparent.
When I first came to the US,at college orientation sessions, I'd look at the swarm of people, waiting for some familiar face to pop up.Nothing, no one. It went on for a few months untill it kicked in and i was forced to get over it.
9:15 AM
We have to aknowledge it, every day, every morning. And this feeling will not change.
Maybe I will change, in few years, but I hope not.
Welcome Mar :)
11:34 AM
Indeed, it's about all of the above...Very well said.
FM
7:11 PM
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