Bab Touma!
I was never upset by standing there while I was waiting hours for…
I used to hear laughter and listen to talks there.
I used to smell the various kinds of perfumes when the beautiful ladies passed by…
I used to smell the scents of fresh fruits and nuts.
That was the only place where I felt satisfied.
In that place, I feel that all people like me, and I feel that I know every person.
Every trip from that place must have ended with a small bag of nuts.
Every story about love passed from that place.
Every bird must have flown over place to learn something.
And now, how can I stop my inner soul shedding tears of pain and agony!
Maher Taki