My Beloved,

18,934,560 Minutes have passed since Sindbad started his worldly journey.

Sindbad did not reach his destination yet.
Sometimes he feels that he never left.
How many faces he met?
How many choices he made? How many bets he bet?
How many times was he caught in the enemy’s net?
How many times he won? How many times he lost?
How many candles he extinguished? How may candles he lit?
How many times they tried to convince him to take his rest?
How many times they told him to abandon his ship and build a palace like the rest?
How many times they told him: sell your soul and you will be the best?
How many times they told him: think of yourself and forget the rest?

My beloved,

For you I travel, your face I seek.
Your heart is my sea, your breath my wind;
Your eyes my gate to my soul.

For you I travel, your face I seek.
In you all journeys end; from you all journeys start.

Have I lost the blessing of your secret?

((315,576 Hours))

315,576 hours of searching for the unknown
I searched for you in you but I did not find you
I searched for me in you but I did not find me
I did not find you at the end of the road &
I did not find you at the beginning of the road . . .
But how and when did we meet?

I searched for your eyes everywhere
In the deserts of life
In the sea
On the train . . .
Inside my soul
"All in all, it is just another brick in the wall" . . .

But Sindbad is made to transcend all walls . . .
And, again, as my dear Bob Marley said:
"Emancipate yourself from mental slavery,
Non but ourselves can free our minds" . . .

So, 315,576 hours of searching . . .
And the search continues -----------
Despite the curfew, the guns and tanks, the barbwires, and betrayal…!