Saturday, December 03, 2005
How to look at it, if you want to love it.
No fancy buildings, no fancy lightings, no fancy streets, just some random buildings and few cars, a bit of street lights here and there of which some may be broken.
Yet, this is my favorite city in the world, Damascus. I cannot have enough of this view, the view from my building. Soon enough, my eyes will be missing it, not my heart however.
Damascus has this magic, that whenever you feel down and depressed, feel lonely and blue. It can always make you feel better just by looking at it. It gives hope and pride. I look there; I don’t just see a city that is trying to be modern with no success. I simply see a city that is old enough to have known all the civilizations that ever existed on this planet. A city with history full of defeats and victories; a city that has survived all.
You just have to know where to look from, and where to look at, but most, you have to know how to look!