Levanter

Once upon a time, there lived a young adventurer named Ahmad, whose ancestors came from a chaotic and challenging eastern country. He had always been fascinated by the stories of the far-off lands in the east, and he decided to embark on a journey to explore the region. An east wind, also called as levanter, made him decide to visit the eastern lands where his ancestors were born. As Ahmad traveled deeper into the eastern country, he realized that the chaos and challenges were much worse than he had anticipated. The country was torn apart by civil war, and rival factions battled for control of the cities and towns. This war destroyed everything being beautiful and turned them into objects suitable for the war economy, creating an order in which the people living in it normalized every bad situation and adapted themselves. Everyone was guilty in this chaotic order, but they were actually innocent because they were just struggling to survive. Ahmad knew he had to be careful and stay out of trouble if he wanted to survive.

But Ahmad was not one to shy away from danger. He was determined to experience everything the country had to offer, even if it meant putting himself in harm's way. He soon found himself caught up in the middle of a firefight between two factions, and he was forced to take cover to avoid getting hit by the bullets whizzing past his head. As he hid behind a crumbling wall, Ahmad noticed a group of civilians cowering nearby. He knew he couldn't just sit back and watch as innocent people were caught in the crossfire. Ahmad sprang into action, pulling out his first aid kit and treating the wounded. But as he tended to the wounded, Ahmad heard the sound of footsteps approaching. He knew he had to move quickly if he wanted to avoid being captured or worse. Ahmad grabbed a nearby bicycle and made a break for it, weaving in and out of the chaotic streets as bullets flew past him. He pedaled furiously, Ahmad realized that he was being pursued by a group of armed men on motorcycles. He knew he had to find a way to lose them, and he turned down a narrow alleyway in an attempt to shake them off. The alleyway was a dead end, and Ahmad knew he was trapped. He could hear the sound of the motorcycles getting closer, and he braced himself for the worst. But just as the armed men were about to catch him, a group of local rebels appeared from nowhere and opened fire on the pursuers. Ahmad realized that the rebels had come to his rescue, and he was filled with gratitude. They led him to safety, and he spent the next few days recovering from his injuries in a nearby village. He knew that his adventure in the chaotic and challenging eastern country was far from over. But he also knew that he had made some unlikely allies, and he was ready to face whatever challenges lay ahead.

Finally he woke up with the pressure of feelings created by all this intense and deep desire to live, and he was grateful for that her family came to a democratic, prosperous country as refugees and lived here. Maybe all these events that he saw in his dream and that collapsed on him like a nightmare were the reason for his family to come. From that day on, his perspective on democracy and stability changed completely, by better understanding those people who were the same age as him and did not know what would happen tomorrow and could not look at their future with hope. After all, freedom and human rights are for all of us.