Ghaza City – Israel and Iran He struggled for 7 days, fired bombs, drones and missiles on each other, and the United States joined the bombing. Then, early this week, they stopped.
In the past month, India and Pakistan The world was attacked and the world was afraid of the outbreak of the overall war between the two nuclear power. But then, after four days, they stopped.
In GazaWe are not so lucky. Word “Ceasefire“We do not apply – even after 20 months of slaughter, death and hunger.
Instead, the wars break down and when it ends elsewhere, Gaza is neglected, the news agenda fell down and disconnected from the Internet for a few days.
World leaders who can conclude war can not give Gaza medicine, not helping food every day.
Because of that insufficiency, Palestine people have left us in Gaza that will feel isolated, unacceptable and meaningless. We have been humiliated and fascinated by the fact that your honor has been erased.
We prayed that the end of the war between Israel and Iran may have been forced to us.
But we were wrong. Israel did not stop the bombing on us even though Iran’s missiles were raining on oil Aviv. His tanks were wrapped, the order of emptying him never stopped. And the daily charity of “humanitarian help” has killed Palestine people who have been starving at the distribution site.
From October 223, when Israel’s bomb was falling on us, we saw Israeli crying at his own bomb hospital, damaged cities and disrupted lives.
“What did we do? Why is the bomb on us?” He asked, at the same time, Israel attacked Gaza’s hospitals, killed Gaza’s children and murdered those who tried to get food.
Hateful food
In Gaza, we no longer have a good luck. I don’t dare to dream of living – my heart can no longer tolerate the absence of any future, the sadness of being in this world.
We are tired of being the stories survived, the videos they have seen. Every minute: bombing, death and hunger.
Especially hunger. During the three -month siege and hunger, Israel initially refused to allow food and then only allowed delivery A blind and military organizationIsraeli army Shooting in??
The situation has made me hate food. My relationship with me has changed forever, anger and bitterly changed.
I want everything. I ask myself, “What should we eat? What is available to us?”
I imagine that on a table filled with foods, throwing everything on the ground in protest, not from appetite, but with my injured reputation, tears are screaming.
This is a basic human heart -wise survival that has a food distribution site for daily slaughtering of thousands of men, women and children.
The appetite decreases in every other sense. An empty stomach is an empty mind, a failed body. It motivates you to do things that your brain tells you not to not take you, rising everything for a flour bag or a lentil bag.
And all of this – 2 million people hunger – global food was in the age of abundance. Pistachio dessert, Dubai chocolates, cheesex with cream layers, gourmet burgers, pizza, sauces and creams.
For the rest of the world, a phone tap is far from the food. For us, it reminds you of your disaster.
To bend with a tablet
Each time I open my phone to see photos, recipes and trending desserts, I feel a pain in my heart that we are not living in the same world.
My nine -year -old Dogger Banus See with Banus Instagram and says, “Mom, every chef says that the elements are simple and found in every house … but not ours.”
Her words intersect me. She tells not to complain, but suffering.
Banias never complains. I offer pasta or a lentil I accept. But the pain is there.
My kids watch children’s shows on a device purchased at a large price with a back battery to offset a two -year power blackout. I did it so that they get a little joy, some get rid of it. But I didn’t think about what the screen would show them.
They play songs and videos about apples, bananas, strawberries, watermelon, grapes, milk, eggs, pizza, chickens, ice cream throughout the day.
Everything I can’t give to them.
The device started playing a song: “Are you hungry?”
My heart cannot afford it. What is this cursed screen doing?
I got out of the kitchen, where I just cooked the same pasta with the canned sauce – maybe the 50th time.
I peek into my children’s eyes. This month, two -year -old Iisas never tasted any of these fruits or foods.
Banius sees her pasta and accidentally says, “Look, Mama? Even the dolls get to eat fruit and grapes and delicious ingredients.”
Every moment here reminds me that the world lives in a reality and we live in the other. Children’s songs are no longer designed for us.
We have become the exception of life. The exception of happiness.
Alarm
And yet, we are still among the “lucky” people, because others have completely finished food.
Last week when I opened my last kilogram of rice, I was afraid to grow. Fear and frustration overwhelmed me. Then, it was the last teaspoon of milk, then the last coaches of lentils, chana, chana, cornstarch, move, tomato sauce, beans, peas, Bulgur.
Our stocks are disappearing. No replacement. Every empty shelf is shocked by the soul. If this drought continues, what comes next?
This is a step towards death -like walking. Every day without fixing, a solid mass brings you closer to starvation. Every trip in an empty handed market feels like a heartbeat.
And that’s just the struggle of food. What to do if I told you about cooking on the sarpa? Water is bringing water from far -reaching stations, most of them are closed? Walking for hours without transport? Cash shortage? Scoringing fees and prices?
All of this, in the shadow of the striking of Israeli air.
We are disappearing from the headlines, but your grief is left – layered, deteriorated in the day.
What did Gaza do for the eligibility of this cruel genocide? Wars ends everywhere, the battlefields are possible anywhere.
But we need miracles to stop the war for Gaza.
Gaza will not forgive the world. We will not forget the blood of our children and the stomach of their starvation.
We write to record what is happening, not to beg.
Gaza, a land of honor and generosity, leads to everyday fear to survive. And while watching all the world.
