Egypt, I am not leaving you till you are cleansed.

I used to feel so hopeless about this place. I remember those chats with friends when I said "I can't wait to graduate to leave this sh*thole". I can actually scroll down to my previous statuses and posts and see how desperate I sounded like after every forlorn incident which occurred during the past two years. But here I am, coming out of my flesh after muting my powerful inner voices. Here I am, not letting my mind trick me nor letting my heart lead me because freedom is way beyond a thought or a feeling. Here I am, letting the positive voices penetrates the fog and be deafeningly heard.

I have always believed in the revolution and I still do. I have always believed in the power of people and change. Thus, I am not too hopeful nor too hopeless; I am just waiting for the right moment of change and I won't let it go. We have everything; the streets, the voices, the spirit, the chants and the motto. All is ready for this moment of the real revolution because it should work. It will actually work, but only by those who never gave up. I am not speaking off anything related to the current political state of this country or the way this nation thinks right now. It has nothing to do with political parties or political views because when it comes to the wrongs rights, labels don't matter. It won't matter when this right moment come. 

Our long lost raped revolution was the beginning and the burning flame. It is not dead because ever since, the revolution inside my body hasn't died. There are millions of revolutions inside each and everyone of us, we just never notice them. And that's why I am still a bit hopeful, even if it's less than before. I might not feel as positive as now for the rest of the time till we rise again(maybe I won't even survive to this day), but I am sure this post will always be a reminder for the coming uprisal and it is also my vow to never giving up on what I truly believe in.