Beginning...
As my first post ever on tumblr, I have decided to state the purpose of this blog, but first I would like to put out some things out there. This blog is not politically affiliated in any way to any political aspect of the Syrian conflict. I am, as any of you are, a student, a sister, a friend and a lover.
Like many Syrians my life has been changed by the tragic circumstances that took place back home and life took another turn as I set out to pursue my studies not so very far from home, but not home either.
I have been living in Lebanon for three years now. Throughout my stay here I have slowly watched how my life began to be shaped by things like the accent I speak and the license plate of our car. I do not expect you to understand what I mean by that, but hopefully some of you will with each post.
Most importantly is that I am grateful. The posts I'll post will have nothing to do with tragic family losses, misfortunes or turmoils of war that many Syrians have unfortunately experienced. I have been fortunate enough so far to have a roof over my head, a blanket to keep me warm, food to keep me full (and sometimes more than I should be - guilty) and a loving family.
I am grateful.
I realize that my posts won't necessarily place me out there as the most selfless person. Rather, they're going to be about the daily hassles I face that I wouldn't be facing had I not been Syrian. That being said please understand the following:
I love my home, I love my house back home and the smell of the earth shortly after it starts raining, or the sound of the Swallow birds just around sunset. When it comes to nationalism and patriotism, two words with distinct meanings to be clear, I am more of a patriot than an nationalist. I am not much a political person myself and there have been many times that I have resented being a Syrian. Nonetheless, in no way do I disrespect my nationality which is ultimately - my identity.
Hopefully my coming posts won't be this long but I feel that I needed to let this out first. There is much more to be said still and I'll try my best to deliver.
Finally, I've come here to express my feelings, to blow off some steam when necessary and in hopes to convey the message of the struggle of being treated sometimes as inferiors.