Hi All
I don't really know where to start but it's fair to say that I will never forget the past 8 months. I know I spend the first 5 months of the Libyan revolution in Canada, but I was following every single step and moment of the revolution. I am in Misurata since August1, and it is so different in here. Giving the fact that Misurata suffered the most, the city is amazingly recovering. I am working with a French company called Acted. It is a non-profit organization and they are really surprised about how organized Misurat is. Since Qadaffi forces were kicked out from the city, there are lots of new activities and magazines. There are about 14 news papers most of which are bi-weekly released.
Some of the beautiful seen that I witness in here is whenever the freedom fighters,rebels, gain a victory in the ground, civilians go on the streets crying, hugging each other and waving flags. Women and children sprinkle rose water over the cars that pass, which is a custom usually reserved for the bride and groom at weddings. I attended 3 lectures aming to improve the infostructre of Misurata and one lecture discussing the new constitution. It feels like all these people were hidden till the revolution started. as if they all were waiting for the revolution against Qadaffi to do something for the country.
I know I lost my only brother for this revolution. He was fighting with the freedome fighters after Qadaffi raped and killed so many people in misurata. He was protecting our familes/children and women from being killed or raped. We all die ,it is the way you die is what matters. People here think of people like my brother as heros. There are so many graffic and pictures of them in walls and cars. The names of the people being killed are written on one big wall, named the wall of the martyr.
people here work as one big family, everyone gets involved in doing something useful. There are lots of stories to be told, but I honestly can not describe the great environment and the high spirit in here.
As some of you may know, any sense of Libyan identity and narrative has been hijacked by the nightmare of the Gaddafi regime. In fact it had been the programme of the dictatorship to capture and corrupt even the minutest details of individuals' stories.
For the first time in our history the idea of democracy is a real, tangibl idea, not a fairy tale. Revolutions aren't about negative objectives, about simply getting rid of people. the world is about discovering who we are; and what it means to be Libyans.
Munir