New Castle

Published August 28, 2013 by Dalia Hazem

As they were sitting on that old bank in the park admiring the “nothing” in a noisy silence, he looked at her suddenly and interrupted that silence saying:

– So ur going back to homeland .. 

– Yeah .. I am.

-Don’t u feel here like u r in ur homeland?

She smiled without looking at him .. and said:

-Here is where I feel at home .. There is where I feel at homeland.

He felt a little bit confused .. 

-As if there is a difference between both of them!

-Indeed .. There is a difference .. Home is where I find my safety .. Homeland is where I find my identity .. I felt safe here with u  coz I was simply with my elder brother .. But it is there where I find my identity .. It is there where I find myself .. It is there where I belong brother .. I don’t belong here .. A fish can’t live in a fancy palace!

-But u r not a fish!

-And here ain’t a palace 🙂

 

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