"We do not surrender. We either win, or die."
Omar Mukhtar (1862 - 1931)
Dear beloved world,
The conflict of fellow Libyans has entered its tenth day. How do you feel?
Don't act sympathetic and return that question to me!
You know exactly how I feel. How we all feel.
My mind is now overcrowded with 'What if's?' and 'When will's?' ...
Believing that it's wrong to say that it's all too much. There's gotta be someone who can bear it all. Why not that someone be me? You? Everyone?!
At first it was a matter of 'OMG is my family Ok?' but then, it moved on to an even bigger issue. A matter of greater magnitude: Worrying about every single Libyan in the country.
Every time I hear about someone (let's be honest, many!) dead, I somehow die with them. You know the feeling when your blood freezes in its route? There you go. And I get that on a daily basis, for the last ten days.
It's an astounding cause we're looking at here. I've been receiving love and support from everywhere, something which has given me strength. I've also been in contact with my fellow Libyan friends here, giving each other strength and comfort.
We've been arranging stuff in support for our loved ones in Libya, such as fasting and Qiyam at night. There's also a medical relief campaign which I hope you, my dear reader, would be kind enough to pass on.
Libya would be eternally grateful.
For more info on how to make your contribution (ASAP) visit the campaign's website:
And if you're interested in more info and updates on what's going on back home, you're more than welcome to follow up on twitter:
Love and hope for Libya's liberty soon
Sparkle xxx
