Everyone drinks strength from you

you still strong as you always have been even after the massive devastation,

You are too old but you still at the prime of your life. I have feeling of envy to your ability to keep coolness while you are in the middle of this chaos occurring around you, your silence and quietness magically spreads peace and calm.

You passed through terrible times just like everyone in my city, you saw the scenes of war, death and you have lost all the beloved people around you but you still strong enough to move on through this tough life, you lived those dismal nights full of fear and sadness. You saw the missiles and bullets crushing everything around you and you were brave enough to take the rubbles to keep them deep inside you!!

Do you remember when you have been accused that someday you will get enraged and will blast everything, we had faith that you would be merciful toward your city and you wouldn’t be like them, you do love peace.

You are such a compassionate that you still taking care of that flower growing near you under the wreckage. We know you are sad and crying every night and that feeling of loneliness is tearing you apart but you are not alone, we all have the same feeling, we all are suffering just like you. You mean a lot to us, you are not just a river you are as precious as Mosul.

Keep strong our lovely Tigris, everyone drinks strength from you...

It's all gone

This is a letter from Mosul

Time: 2007
Place: Mosul/Iraq somwhere near Al Nabi younis mosque
Persons appers on the scene: my brother in law (A) and my grandmother

This is my brother ;my brother's hobby was taking care of plants and implanting trees and flowers. (A) loved to give people the beautiful colorful view that bring them happiness and  more over (A) was taking care of the people sight; yes he was an ophthalmologist.

when this man was thinking of how to implant a tree in the pavement; a terrorist was planning of how to implant a bomb to explode the Mosque of Al Nabi younis ( you see in the photo).

when he was working on returning back the light into the eyes of patients, the terrorisim took out the light of hope from his children; leaving them orphans in a life knows no justice.

(A) succeed in implanting and giving life to a new treee
on the other hand, the terrorisim succeed in taking life of his youngest Son.

ISIS left a bomb car infront of his resident house and hide on the next house during the battle of liberation.


At the end of this struges in life;
The grandmother appered on the picture died,
My brother died,
His younges son died,
His house on the other side of pavement was being shelled and pulled down (2017)
Al Nabi-younis mosque was boombed completely (2014)

and the tree, left alone wispering and praying to Allah (the name of God) to give mercy to the Souls of the father and his Son.

Don't be afraid ; you are between Allah's hand,
You are in our hearts and prayers.

Al Nabi younis mosque after ISIS bombed it

the survived implanted tree

The house where A was living (my family house).
 after the coalittion force shelling
My brother and my nephew died during the strike

After this picture lose it's components, the world wears the black, and the bright colorful view that my brother tried to give for us, became notheing more than a dream, this picture too is now nothing mere than a scene.

This is one from thousands picture of the my past, a beautiful past but it was un pleasant to live.

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Two humans...one world

       Every human has needs, dreams and ambitions and we ,as Moslawis “referring to people from Mosul”, are part of this world, we genuinely have the needs for living and to dream for a better future. I am now 28 years old, which means that I have been living half of my age in warfare, what a peaceful life!!. I think every one in Mosul has the same feeling of living a delusive life, a life in a different definition to those who live out of this spot. If you ask a child what would make him happy, he may answer “meeting his dream hero, or buying a new toy” while a Moslawi child’s answer might be “ sleeping a night without a sound of a bullet”! It was my dream 14 years ago as well. A man may consider himself lucky to still alive after having his house fallen over his head due to an explosion in the vicinity and he has to be thankful even if he has lost all his property just like a man who would get a better job, buy a new car, or win a lottery!. A huge gap is present between the two humans  make it impossible to compare. Mosul now is in urgent need for help, Rehabilitation is required not only in on infrastructures aspects but also on the people themselves, they are now desperate and have lost hope, 14 years of war and fears finished by destroying the city and they are required to show gratitude and without any complains although it’s not their faults that Mosul invaded by brutal terrorists. It is required ages to make that child forget the sight of her lovely doll being buried under the rubble and she wouldn’t hug it before going to bed any more!. Children need to be “reformatted” to love the life again, to dream with brighter tomorrow, to make make them realize that there is another side of this world which is totally safe.