An Arab and an Israeli Meet

March 21, 2016 § Leave a comment

This is based on a true story.

The night wrapped its arms around us as we ran, and the wind came scorching through. We entered the bus, and as we socialised surrounded by the walls of the world, one exclaimed, “You should visit the Holy Land!”

Seated on the floor, I felt a breeze amidst a sea of people, amongst the warmth of laughter and short introductions –amongst hopeful diplomats and young adults. Once hearing his statement, I stood up.

His associate exclaimed her desire to visit my country, which they had stolen decades ago –the same land thousands had died for, millions had their hearts torn and stepped on by their guns. She exclaimed her enthusiasm to visit the ground where her people had tortured my own.

“Oh, why don’t you?” I replied, dodging the overwhelming elephant in the room.

“Because of security and stuff.”

“Ah, yes.”

Of course, it was security that prevented her from visiting.

Forty minutes later, we arrived where everyone was dropped off, and the four of us remained, split into two. Cousins, they’d call us, closer to one another than the driver who dropped us in the middle of God knows where.  Thrown out of the bus into the black pit of the night, and once again, hugged by the cold, we recognised that all four of us arrived in a foreign land.  We had no other choice but each other’s company.

Two, and two, from each side, like a moving box, we walked and talked. I heard laughter from behind me; we joked and talked about God knows what. I could hardly recall any of our conversations, for the elephant that walked beside us spoke louder than our hearts. I feared for my life, and certainly did they.

“I’m balding; maybe I’ll start wearing a hat like you when I’m older.”

Funny, he thought himself to be, as though acting ignorant towards the scarf I wrap around my head.

Continuing the play of stupid-pretend, we proceeded to walk.


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