Monday, July 31, 2006

pieces

I live in the Southern Suburb, but I fled among 18,000 others from the areas being evacuated. Thank God we have a mountain house in a relatively calm area. Many people did not even have that luxury.
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Where I am you can hear and see the bombings on the Southern Suburb, but not so loudly that it scares you, and so with binoculars you can survey where the missiles are going with relative accuracy.
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I know that every night we sleep under the surveillance of Israeli planes. At night and at day, they take pictures of Lebanon from these planes. I know that they know what they do, everything.

pieces of a letter from ahmad - and what i had only just discovered

http://www.smh.com.au/news/World/Israel-using-chemical-weapons-doctors/2006/07/27/1153816285823.html

http://www.expatica.com/source/site_article.asp?subchannel_id=24&story_id=31715&name=Belgian+doctor%3A+Israel+using+chemical+weapons

http://news.aol.co.uk/article.adp?id=20060716094809990001

http://globalresearch.ca/index.php?context=viewArticle&code=20060723&articleId=2800

-ikhtak katy

2 comments:

arch.memory said...

Oh, Katy... That's the view from his studio, and his brown manilla envelops, and his annoyingly ornate handwriting... I miss him, I miss them all! I just so hope this is all over soon... God, if you're there, do protect them!
(You know this is gonna make him cry right then and there in that little internet cafe where he now checks his e-mails, like I am doing now... But I know it'll mean a lot to him. Thank you, Katy!)

Anonymous said...

Ikhté,

I did not cry, but I felt really happy. I was telling Ashraf yesterday that, khalas, I am not stressed anymore, I am good, and I read your poem, too.

Two things for me in one internet café sit. It made me blush, and it made me realise how little tangible stuff you have of my existense.

When the war ends, I will send you many things, and many pictures, and many words.

Thank you,
Khayyic Ahmad