Column Basman Elderawi
Here temporarily
Through life, you ask yourself many times what do you want to be. When I was a kid, I wanted to be a doctor. At my teenage I wanted to be a dancer. It was funny because I have always been big sized. Maybe something inside has the shape of a butterfly. I also wanted to be a fashion designer as well. When I finished my high school, I decided to enter physiotherapy and then I started to write though I have never thought of writing as a job. Writing is too free to be an employment, maybe I am wrong but I don’t like to go with writing under the slavery of an employment or under the instructions of a boss.
Through life, I have carried many ideas about what is life, what is all about. Many of them were just crazy for example I thought life is a dream and I am going to wake up one day or I was an alien who lost on earth. Maybe because reality is too much for a little kid or a young man to digest.
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Should life be different? Should it be better or this is its best? Maybe the problem is with your expectation. As an adult now I am forced to handle it and accept it’s more of a journey maybe yet I am still waiting for my spaceship to come and pick me.
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Through life, I have seen and faced many paths whether in religion, policy and etc. I always run behind my heart. Always want to feel, to taste, to discover away from the custom-made answers. Questions can be very annoying yet would it be fun without them or just sucks? I want to run barefoot on a beach feeling the particles of sand underneath. Touch their temperature. Taste their shape with my skin. Smell them with my own nose. Live my own because we are all here temporarily.
