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drop, drop,drop...droplets of rain brushed down my face.
Passing by bars and blaring music, people got lost in their drinks that their drunk lives took them adrift.
Laughter, Noise, Glass Breaks...
Stop! Please rewind...
As I was walking down the corners of Beirut,
a play was showing in "Masrah Al Madina," and
the theatre was crowded with so many people coming all the way from Marje3yun and Keserwan.
The ticket was free, but who knew? No, who didn't know?
The ticket was free, and the audience were many,
but who was missing? For whom was this play addressed?
Zainab wasn't there.
The theatre expanded with people, but it felt empty because the ticket was free.
Laughter, Noise, The play ends...
Stop! Please rewind...
As I was skipping around the corners of Beirut,
the song "Miracles" by Coldplay starts playing,
"yeah, you can be someone special..."
A car doesn't let me cross the street and almost runs me over,
I laugh, horn noises, people cuss at the traffic.
Stop! Can you please, rewind?
Okay, Okay! I was walking down the narrow streets of Beirut,
and as I was passing by the bars after I had seen the funniest play, a car almost hits me because of my ridiculous distraction by Coldplay.
Then, a small Syrian girl approaches me. No, no... a little girl approaches me with a smile that brightens the light of every star in the galaxy.
Her eyes...oh how generous as she looked at me with explosive colors of blue intertwine with dashes of green.
Whats your name?
Zeinab.
That was a ten-year-old girl who became my friend in an hourglass of ten minutes, a girl who didn't want money nor food.
What do you want, Zeinab?
I like playing with puzzles.
Why puzzles?
It is nice to see the full picture at the end.
She was a paradoxical girl who found joy in finding the mislead pieces to a picture so vast. She looked at everything with terror because she couldn't fix the parts together that burned down her house, which took away her sister, and that disoriented her life.
Every piece was far away from the other, and there was no way out of this entanglement.
Which way is your home Zeinab?
What is home?
