𝘼 𝙑𝙊𝙄𝘾𝙀 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐯𝐨𝐢𝐜𝐞𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬 || 𝖪𝖳𝖧 Halal 𝖿𝗂𝖼𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇 ||

Chap 12: A Subtle Spark

Taehyung asked “Do you know the country Palestine?”

Grandma smiled, her eyes twinkling with warmth. "Ah, Palestine! A land of hope and resilience”. 
Taehyung's mind raced, trying to process his grandmother unexpected answer to his question. Because to him maybe she didn't knew the country Palestine.
Taehyung was busy in his thoughts and then grandma called him.
“Why you asked I mean what draws you to it?”

“The call of the unknown, the thrill of discovery, the yearning for a connection that runs deeper than words." He said looking ahead of her..
Taehyung's eyes met hers, and for a few seconds, the silence was the only thing that filled the room.
Taehyung's poetic words were a bit too obscure for Grandmother
Then, Grandma's expression changed from understanding to confusion. "Taehyung, I didn't get it. What are you talking about?"

Taehyung's face relaxed into a gentle smile. "It's okay, Grandma. I was just trying to put into words something that's hard to explain. Forget I said it."
Grandma's eyes narrowed playfully. "Oh no, you can't just leave me hanging like that! You have to explain what you meant."

Taehyung took a deep breath, his eyes gazing into the distance, recalling the moment that started it all. "It began on stage, Grandma. I was performing, and I saw something on the screen behind the audience. It was a news report about Palestine... "
He continued, recounting every detail in a neutral tone, without emotion. He shared what he saw, what he read, and what he thought, but his words lacked conviction, revealing his uncertainty and confusion.

As he spoke, his eyes remained fixed on some point in the distance, his voice flat and even. He wasn't sure what he was searching for or why he felt drawn to this place and its people. He only knew that something had stirred within him, and he couldn't ignore it.
Grandma listened attentively, her eyes never leaving his face, her expression soft and sometimes confusing. She saw the uncertainty in his eyes, the questioning in his heart, and her own heart went out to him.

Grandma's eyes softened, her voice filled with a gentle understanding. "I know, I saw it too, I felt the pain too. But I don't remember... until now, when you talked about it. What's in your mind, Taehyung? Why are you thinking so much about it?"
Taehyung's eyes snapped back into focus, his gaze meeting Grandma's. He hesitated, unsure how to articulate his thoughts. "I... I don't know, Grandma. It's just... ever since I saw that report, I can't shake off the feeling that there's something... something important there. Something that connects me to that place, to those people."

He paused, his brow furrowed in concentration. "I know it sounds crazy, but I feel like I'm missing something, like there's a part of me that's been hidden away. And I think it's related to Palestine, to the stories I've been reading."
Grandma's expression turned thoughtful, her eyes filled with a deep understanding. "I think I know what you mean, Taehyung. Sometimes our hearts remember things our minds forget.”

Grandma's expression turned thoughtful, "I see. Well, Taehyung, sometimes our hearts lead us to places we never expected to know. And sometimes, those places change us in ways we never thought possible."
She paused, lost in thought for a moment, before continuing, "Tell me, Taehyung, what is it about Palestine that resonates with you? Is it the history, the people, the land itself?"

Taehyung's eyes locked onto his grandmother's, feeling a deep connection to her in this moment. "I think it's all of those things, Grandma. But also...I feel like I'm searching for something, something that I can't quite explain. And I feel like Palestine might hold the answer.”
Taehyung's eyes widened, his voice filled with a sense of wonder. "Grandma, it's like... wherever I go, there's a talk about Palestine. It's like everything is telling me about them. I see it in the news, in books, in conversations with people... even in my dreams. It's like the universe is trying to tell me something, but I don't know what."
Grandma's expression turned thoughtful, her eyes filled with a deep understanding. "Ah, Taehyung, it sounds like you're experiencing a strong connection to this place and its people. Sometimes, our hearts and minds are drawn to things for reasons we can't fully understand. But that doesn't mean we should ignore it."