Ma’loul is among the hundreds of destroyed Palestinian villages in 1948. Sometimes, I am not sure to call myself privileged to be able to see such beautiful places and learn about a land that continues to be dispossessed from its people.

From Ma’loul to the next village Kafr Bir’em, another demolished village close to the borders of Lebanon. While the ruins of the houses and the churches in both villages mark an existence that refuses to go into ruins, there remains this real pain that never leaves those whose homes and lands were once there. Unlike the story of refugees, who only keep the memory of what used to be home and property. The people there were displaced in nearby localities.

The stories of Palestinian Na inside a life that is enslaved with occupation is a story of a catastrophe that wars did not end …. a story of people whose suffering continue in the aftermath and the ongoing surviving life under occupation.

People remain to witness what the crimes of occupation failed to hide.

Published by nadiaharhash

Exploring my own Shoes ... somehow my walk , my way ... Being a woman is one thing . One important thing of originally two things. However, living in a global patriarchal dominance makes one thing dominant of another . A lifetime struggle of women resilience for being the one thing they are Women . All the resilience of being a woman is another ONE thing . For being a Moslem woman is another thing . Being a Moslem woman living in an Occupied land is definitely a totally other thing. What if you add divorce to this ? Being a Woman, a Moslem , a Palestinian and Divorced … makes the introduction to living in my shoes… Living in a Shoe of a Woman. PS. English is not my first language.. I know I often need to edit , however, there is something in the power of the 'click send' button.. ever since I did it the first time .. I enjoy clicking directly from my heart...unedited...

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