What Endures

Unlike Most Childhoods Mine Was Far From Being A Happy One. My Siblings And I As Well As The Generation Before Us Were Born At A Time When Warplanes Gunfire Foreign Men In Uniform Constant Evacuations And Locals Hiding Under Bunkers Or War Tunnels Were Commonplace. Now Whenever I See Playgrounds That Are Lush With Trees And Green Grasses And Filled With Children On Swings Who Are Laughing While Being Pushed By Their Parents I Cannot Help But Feel A Tinge Of Envy. They Are So Young Yet Already They Are Having The Time Of Their Lives. As A Child I Never Imagined Such Scenarios To Be Remotely Possible. Even The Idea Of Playing And Having Fun Were Strange To Me. I Was Filled With Questions Many Of Which Were Answered Much Much Later.