How much we have wished, and how much we have been let down…
Between wishing and disappointment lies a space that we are the ones to turn into either a paradise or a hell…
In childhood, we live on dreams, promising ourselves that we will achieve them when we grow up…
In adulthood, we come to realize how silly, unreasonable, or even impossible our wishes once were…
We wished to see Palestine free… the dream never came true, and we don’t know when it ever will…
In the stage of maturity and growth, we wished to start life’s journey with the right person for us…
But the sands of the hourglass keep slipping away, and we never find our soulmate…
In old age, we wish to reach the peak of our potential in fulfilling our true selves…
The hands of the clock move forward at a maddening speed, and then we stop, only to be struck by the reality of our weakness and, at times, our failure to reach the desired goal…
In old age, we wish to live at a station of calm, to know the rest of a warrior after fierce battles… yet we are disappointed once again…
So, how fragile is the human being, how delicate is the soul, how great are our wishes, and how profound are our disappointments…
