Two weeks ago I left my country. I never thought my life would change this way. Now I neither have anyone or anything. Last night, after suffering the unspeakable we reached Vienna. The police directed us to a center where we regained strength, and this morning an official has informed us of the possibility of seeking asylum.
My memories haunt me. My dear Aleppo, where I lived my childhood, happy with my parents and my brothers. Aleppo city in which I fell in love with a woman who has been the center of my life, and she is no longer exist. The University, where I lived some intense years and many exciting experiences, now bombarded by this collective suicide of my beloved people,
Where will I rebuild my life? Where will I rest?
My memories haunt me. My dear Aleppo, where I lived my childhood, happy with my parents and my brothers. Aleppo city in which I fell in love with a woman who has been the center of my life, and she is no longer exist. The University, where I lived some intense years and many exciting experiences, now bombarded by this collective suicide of my beloved people,
Where will I rebuild my life? Where will I rest?
