Musings...

On a whim, I opened YouTube and started watching the countless protest videos I once saw, tweeted and blogged. A part of me is amazed, that the ones I watched took place 6 years ago. 6 whole years. I can't believe how events in Syria transitioned during that time. I look back to those videos and I actually smiled. They were full of hope, solidarity and unity.

My mind has often wondered back to my memories of Syria, a Syria that's now long gone. Over the past 6 years, I have mused over what being Syrian means, I'm not even sure if I know any more. I've blogged less because I'm lost as to where to begin, how to continue and who I am anymore. 

I spent nearly a year in Turkey. There was quite a large Syrian (and Iraqi) community already established in the city I was living in. During the time I was there, it surprised me how different I was to the average Syrian there, and how alien I was to them. On the trips I took to Istanbul, I felt even more hopeless, seeing Syrian children begging on the streets, particularly around and near Yusufpaşa and how Syrians interacted awfully with each other on a day to day basis. 

Maybe I'll come back to blogging properly in the future. Amidst all that's going on, it seems pointless me sitting here and blogging.