At sunset, clouds hung low above the restless waves crashing fiercely against the rocks. Lightning flashed like a blinding whisper, and thunder roared through a wild winter storm. Heavy rain poured down the façades of Alexandria's old buildings.
We hear the voice of a man speaking with delicate emotion:
My name is "Hassan."
Just a human being-full of feelings and good intentions-placed by fate in a silent struggle within himself: between weakness and strength, between brokenness and eruption, between guilt and a prayer seeking God's mercy.
How harsh you were, my fate, to place someone in my path...
to stir love in my heart without any wrongdoing from me,
and then deprive me of the one I loved-
more than he loved life itself.
How transparent your soul was, and how pure your heart... untarnished except by love, serenity, and honesty.
Here is the story of my life.
I hope you live it with your hearts, and refrain from judging it too soon.
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