The journey of survive
In the late of 2013, I have got my scholar to study masters in computer engineering in the U.S. Virginia. One of the most hardest department that needs to think logically. Being in local community and between family, I haven't think ever that one day I will study abroad. Everything sounds fine so far, but days after one, I received the news that the radical groups (ISIS) has took over my city Mosul/ Iraq. Unfortunately, words might not express. The father has kidnapped, and family enforced to leave the city to become as any refugees in this world.
I just can't imagine certain things. Like taking over your home, sleeping on your bed, have your pictures, and see your memories.
I hate the verb hate, but I hate the businessmen of the war. Who are like to play with our souls for the reason of money. And why not!!
I got into here, and I saw more than that. I saw that money is the most priority to live in and to thrive in U.S. Not enough sociality and almost 70% of neighbor don't know about his/her neighbor. "Sorry, this is just an example, don't offended."
I have then realized that the third world countries are nothing but part of a big game to play with. Let's say the truth one day, let's be clear one day, let's not to flip the papers.
Who will let me see my father from now on?
Who will fix what ISIS did in such?
I always try very hard not to think even about it, let it go with the flow. But I will finish my master and move from the what we call it the haven of the earth "U.S" to my lovely country, but to be a refugee, and start the journey of survive.