War

War is here, I can hear the echos of Hezbollah rockets falling on Haifa and its periphery, sometimes no more than a few kilometers away from here, the sounds of warning sirens urging people to go into shelters, usually either after the rocket barrage or a few seconds before, serving no purpose other than to spread more panic, war plains and helicopters flying over, on their way to bomb Lebanon, I imagine that things are not better at the other side, probably much worst. Yesterday my brother was on his way to the Technion University, when a missile hit a train maintenance station in the port area of Haifa, a few hundred meters from the central station, the central station was closed down, and all buses evacuated and the passengers taken to shelters, along with my brother, later they were let out and allowed to go home, shortly after the university and the whole of Haifa were closed downs, all businesses shut, the city turned into a ghost town, I assume that things are no better in Beirut.

My life here was not going that well here even before the war, I have not managed to get a job yet, I applied to many positions here, no body even replied, is it the job market or is it because I am Arabic? probably the combination of the two, I have no girlfriend here either, so things on the romantic front are no better. The only thing that had me going was sport and outdoor activities, tennis, climbing, hiking, Rappelling, now I am stranded here at home , I planned to go for a weekend of camping on the shores of the lake of Taibereas (Sea of Galilee), the trip was cancelled, as the Taibereas resorts were closed down after the city was hit by rockets, those hiking and rappelling excursions to the Golan and upper Galili are now out of the question , as Israel asked people to either leave the area or stay close to shelters, I am not going even to climb the rocks in the near town of Kabul, or play tennis in the near town of Kiryat Ata, my sister disapproved of the idea, and did not allow my brother on law, and my partner for those activity to go with me, o I sit at home , reading my books, or following the news, switching between Al-Jazira and the Israeli channels, no signs that things are bout to get any better, they probably will get worst before they get better.

But it could we worst, and often my mind wonders away, imagining scenarios of how it could be worst, scenarios inspired by what I sea on TV and what I see happening to less lucky people, and I start thinking of all the important things that I might loose, my family,my house, my Internet connection, my life, I am lucky so far, many people lost some or all of those, here in Israel and there in Lebanon. It is when I look at my three year old when I really understand the gravity of the situation, I don't think he was effected by the situation much yet, the rockets have not fallen too close yet, and the sound of explosions heard from here are very muffed, but it causes me to imagine what would be like to for those kids closer to the explosions, the horror induced by the thundering sounds of explosions and shaking of the ground, the shock of seeing their home destroyed or one of the family members blown to pieces, or worst getting injured in the event , and being disabled for life, or getting killed them selves, taking away their sacred life, there natural right to grow up and live a full life. So who are we to blame for this tragedy that afflicted so many human beings and in Lebanon, Hezbollah started it, but they attacked an military target, it is Israels leadership that decided to drag all the civilians of both sides of the border into this conflict, no body would blame them for attacking back at Hezbollah, but why punish all Lebanese for the action of Hezbollah, their primary targets after the Hezbollah attack were civilian international airport of Beirut, imposing a marine and land closures, causing many causalities most of them civilians, including tens of children, one of the worst was against the residents of a small town in Lebanon, who where warned by Israel to evacuate , then where turned down by the UN when they sought refuge in the UN compound, only for there vans to be blown to shreds by missiles fired from Israeli war planes, as they tried to escape the region, bodies of children littering the the scene. The response wan different two weeks ago , following an attack of Palestinian militants at an Israeli military point, in response Israel blow up the main power station in Gaza, leaving most of Gazans with out power, which this are still without tell this moement, again targeting mainly civilians in response to a military attack, there is a word for this kind of action of targeting civilians , in order to pressure them or their government to pursue certain policies, it is called terrorism.

Before this war erupted I was considering staying here, tried to find a job, even thought about starting my own business, but now the situation is not promising for business opportunities, and I did not manage a job either, now I decided I am going to leave, and I am not going to be very picky , a good paying job in Europe, or any job in South America, paying or just volunteer work, will do.