May 16, 2009
(( It is very dangerous to return back for a visit to the homeland. It took a long time to decide to do such a visit. When you think that you have to think deeply before visiting your own country you feel as if you have been deprived of the most basic of your rights and you are about to be uprooted from the roots and you know well that you didn't commit any crime except you love your land, home and your dear people. Is it fair? I think it's extremely oppressive. Especially when you realized that this situation appeared suddenly after the coming of people who said they came to liberate you.
Do you know the truth?
Yes, I think they liberated the country from safety, stability, honor and
ethics. And they freed people from all the facilities they need in their life. They made their life so easy - as if they are living in deserts with no electricity, no
clean water, and no fuel in the country of fuel . Before they came drugs were not
existed at all in all Iraq to the extant that who tried to bring them to Iraq
was punished severely by death penalty.
When we went to
check our Baghdad house they told us that it was burned down, and we heard that the shops of my
husband were robbed. They were full of equipments (air-conditioning equipments). He tried to sell them from
abroad but they informed him that the shops were nearly empty.
What I want is that,the honest people think or try to feel as we felt, with no house, no furniture, no money, and loss after loss. Moreover when we decided to go back to visit we knew full well that we were in great danger and carrying our lives with our own hands.
I took two kids with me R of 7 years and A of 14 years and left the rest here because they are older boys and the possibility of killing them is very real.
In the border, when we took the exit visa I felt pained as usual for they all in this country never can pronounce my name as it is. But as soon as we arrived; at the Iraqi border I heard my real name exactly as my parents gave to me, the correct pronunciation with its nice meaning that I have never heard for five years in the country of diaspora. At this moment, truly, I was full of hatred against America.))