@mahmoodhamod991@mastodon.social
Post #3813328
2026-07-14 16:38 UTC
@simon_brooke@mastodon.scot @nusher@mastodon.scot @alda@topspicy.social @raphaellakay@mastodon.world @aral@mastodon.ar.al
Your friend Rania's story is the story of thousands of us. It's never easy to learn that the place where you spent your best days, the land you cultivated with your own hands, is now behind a wall, a tank, or a pile of rubble; as if history and geography have been completely erased. This kind of loss leaves a scar that never heals, because we don't just weep for walls, but for a life that once thrived in those places.
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@mahmoodhamod991@mastodon.social 2026-07-14 16:39
@simon_brooke@mastodon.scot @nusher@mastodon.scot @alda@topspicy.social @raphaellakay@mastodon.world @aral@mastodon.ar.al Sometimes I feel that in Gaza we have all become mere "stories" that no longer find their place on the map, people simply trying to find a safe place to sleep or a sip of water, having lost everything that connects us to our agricultural and social identity. For this very reason, the initiatives I mentioned earlier, which attempt to reach these "displaced" people who have lost their land and