It was the first time since ever that I was able to let the real Laila out. The Laila I want to be. The Laila that I forgot about pretending to be the person you always expects me to be. I don’t expect you to understand how important this was to me, actually I even know that it’s probably going to piss the hell out of you, but dear, screw you. It’s not always about you!
Now I’m back and I am confused; which Laila to maintain? Screw me!
(1): What did you want to gain from this internship?
(2): As I told you before, I was looking for inspiration.
(1): Inspiration?! Well, let me tell you something! You are one of the most inspiring persons I’ve ever met! I’m sure that your story, determination and passion have inspired everyone sitting in this room!
(2): … well, that was inspiring!!
A friendly stranger sitting next to her in the plane: I’ve always loved seeing Muslim women with Hijab. I love how mysteriously beautiful it makes you look. Tell me, how it feels to wear a Hijab?
( To herself: Awful, I think)
To the stranger: Well, I’m not the right person to ask.
A Palestinian from Gaza and an Israeli once left Washington, DC in the same day. The Israeli arrived and even updated his Facebook status at the end of the same day.
It took the Palestinian 3 days to enter Gaza! She needed a permit to go back home. A careless silly Israeli soldier simply told her to go back; “You don’t have a permit today!”