Why?

First visit to Cairo was love at first sight. I felt in love at once. Just the drive from the Airport to Downtown was enough to make my heart beat strongly.

After this August, living in Cairo became my only dream. But as we all know, between dreams and reality there’s an abyss. It is not so easy to make your dreams come truth.

But as Paulo Coelho says: “When you want something, all the universe conspires in helping you to achieve it”.

In spite of the optimism of this phrase, I was always considering it big bubblegum (don’t listen to me Hwba, keep your faith in this phrase). It was very absolutely out of my reality. For me, life is more pragmatism than dreams: “I have this, I can do this. I don’t have this, I can do nothing”.

But for all the fool, practical, prosaic, compromised persons, afraid persons like me, that

cannot let themselves dream for a while, finally comes a moment that they have to shallow their words.

This happened with me. I live in Egypt now about a year and a half. Hahaha! Six years after my first visit.

Before I visit a country I have a “picture” in my mind, created by all my the thing I have seen, I have read, I have heard or I have imagined about it.

When this created image coincidences with the real icon of the country, then it is always in my heart.

My visit in Egypt -to be specific in Cairo- didn’t betray me. My created idea and the real icon was almost the same.

Now, I leave here, but I start to realize many things that I don’t like. Like?

Like racism. Egyptians don’t like Egyptians.

Some friends of mine went on Friday to eat in a restaurant in a very good are in Cairo, but the doorman said to them that the place is full. When they complain that it is early and the place couldn’t be full, he answer to them “I see that you have a (and he referred to the religion of the girl)”

They went to another restaurant and there happened the same too.

Next day I went with a friend of mine in a jewelry shop and after some time the owner said to us “This shop is total… (and he referred to the religion)”.

I asked him: “aha, you are not Egyptians, not Arabs, only…)

What is this now? Where is the unity that a nation needs in the difficult moments.

This is Egypt? Discord, division and hatred?

I DON’T BELIEVE IT. Egypt is a country full of kind people that hug me from the first day I’m here. I have new friends, even a second family. I didn’t ask them their religion. They didn’t ask for mine? Why? Because we love each other as we are.

WHY this now?

What is this racism?

There’s no government or regime or constitution that can protect people.

The mentality of a nation born in their minds and in their hearts and no government is responsible for this. Regimes just use this mentality.

I LOVE EGYPT and I LOVE EGYPTIANS. ALL OF THEM.

All the governments are afraid of the persons that think. It is not an accident that in the “Blade Runner” finally a head is crushed. This is a very strong symbolism. They destroy the MIND, the THINKING ability.

And fortunately, all my friends here are “thinking persons” and nobody can manipulate them, except their minds. For this reason, I feel safe here.

Isn’t it GOOD LUCK?