Once again, a massive invasion strikes Gaza, without differentiating between a tunnel and a ten story building. An attack that strikes to kill, not distinguish between a militant and an infant or even an unborn child.

 

Once again, the aggressor becomes the defender. The victim becomes the one to be blamed.

Israel with its brutal face, continue to kill. To prove yet once again that the ethnic cleansing of Palestinians will never seize to end.

While we busy ourselves with condemning the Palestinians for Resistance. Needless to say, responding to the nonstoppable invasions and aggressions under a massive siege and a vicious blockade. It is always the Palestinians to be blamed.

As the world, once again is watching live killing and strikes that continue to kill and threat almost two million people under a devilish reality of occupation. Gazans continue to pay the price of life under occupation.

Israel real face insists on surfacing each time, a cruel reality that fulfills itself with destructions and killings of the “others” .

And yet, Gaza with its heroic resistance, insist on teaching us all- those who perceive the human race as one- that resistance becomes life when life is a constant threat in living.

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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