A
Gazan day is divided into sections by power cuts, we eat and sleep and study by
power cuts. At 8:00 am there is electricity, so you have to wake up early to
arrange everything and do it hastily, because the power will be off at 2:00 pm.
Then out of thinking and in a disgusting nasty and shitty way, -as a roaring
thirsty generator - you start damn every single second of your beastly life in
Gaza, and even the inventor of the
electricity. If your are lucky and your mother prays incessantly for you,
it might be electricity at the middle of the night for few
hours, then from the dew the power will cut again and the cycle of agony starts
again.
Your
friend is calling, so you have to ask whether he has electricity in his place
or not. You are in a restaurant so you must
ask the waiter about it, somebody is listening to the radio, the normal
question will be, "Did you hear anything about the electricity? And If you
just wake up before washing your face, you
have to shout " do we have electricity ??
Because
YOU ARE Palestinian , so it's a must to struggle, suffer, curse yourself, cry, and die in every
single minute .
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Just
right now the power went off and I lost my words and for sure I said fuck you Israel
Observe
how is our " normal " life
goes on ??
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