Sunday, January 30, 2011

THE SILENT WOUNDS

It was June 2009 that everything started to look different. We didn't know that we were going to change. Change forever. We didn't know that we won't be the same old people. 
But it happened. In the beginning we were so loud.  We had so much to say. And we told so much. We heard so much. It was painful and we didn't know that the pain would never heal. Deep, so very deep in our souls. 
Time can damage you. Time can take everything from you. And time did it to us. We were eventually fading. Our voices started to shake. It wasn't "the strong voices" anymore. Time made us tired. We became silenced.
Now today... I am sitting here looking at photos from Egypt. Now I am sitting here thinking about Sara. Thinking about my country, my generation. Thinking about our values. About human values. Things that will never ever change. We all want the same things. Anywhere on this planet, we all want the same life.

These days ... I have so much to say, but the old painful wounds are reopened. And once again I am silenced. 





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16 comments:

poet said...

I am so sorry. I hope the words come back.

Elisabelle said...

.....
Thinking of you.

cindy* said...

thinking of you and of your friend sara...

Sarah said...

My heart is breaking for you dear, and for your friend. :( I wish I could make the pain subside. Hugs my dear...big hugs, and lots of love...thinking of you...

Jodi Anderson said...

"Anywhere on this planet, we all want the same life."

This is so, so true. Your friendship means a lot to me and I wish that I could show all the world how alike we all really are.

I feel kind of silent about it all too. xoxo

Simone said...

(sitting next to you in silence my friend)

Rhianne said...

thinking so much of you both x

Bianca said...

I like it when you say this: "Thinking about our values. About human values. Things that will never ever change. We all want the same things. Anywhere on this planet, we all want the same life".
Three years of my life I spent in Cairo. My job was with expats. These people have all left the country. They can't understand why their men, the breadwinners, can't leave. Holidaymakers are indignant they have to miss days in the sun. But in the end, we all want the same. Bread. Water. Freedom.
My heart is with the Egyptian people these days.

Anonymous said...

The world is listening, waiting...hoping. Speak!

Love,
ali

matilda said...

This morning I was drinking my portion of coffee in front of TV, watching CNN, watching images from Kairo (which I adore)and thinking of your country....
Everything change. Always!

kitchu said...

i am sitting with you in that silence, my whole heart aching for those same things. my whole heart aching for this world. for its people. for you.

Yoli said...

My heart are with the people in Cairo. I can just imagine how difficult this is for you. A prayer to all.

julochka said...

beautiful words shokoofeh for thoughts and feelings that must be so difficult to put into words at all. i couldn't agree with you more about human values and wanting the same things...

sending lots of love from denmark,
xox,
/j

Shaddy aka Cheryl said...

I love that, like you said, everyone wants the same thing.

I mustn't take for granted the freedom I've always lived with. Thanks to your words here, I'm reminded of how fortunate I am.

Jeanne-ming said...

All week I have been sick in bed and watching images from Cairo.And thinking of you. I think of you always...always...and I too will sit or stand beside you.

Sara said...

oh Shokoofeh I love you! Yhank you :)

I really want to give you a big hug, and your email brought tears to my eyes. Thank you :)