Oh ,it was little out of routine for me. I was 4 years old and was surprised to see my elder brother and sister that they came back very early from school. My mom shut all the windows & doors and my father was making phone calls.
After a while I started shouting with excitement when the first time I saw my toy ‘TANK’ in real which was really very hugggggee. At the same time I was slapped by mom and became silent
Parents started packing, on asking I got that we are going on a picnic. Oh I was very excited, the moment I saw my mom packing stuff and i also started packing my toys. Now my bag is full with my toys and felt happy. Same time my mom came from the other room, picked my bag, emptied my bag of toys on ground and took it for her use. i was like Ohhhh,… what is this….!
I again started shouting and as usual got one more slap. Then she kissed on my cheek and said that papa will get me new toys. Mom had tears in her eyes then i felt that SOMETHING IS WRONGGGG.
I still remember that i hide my toys (Thundercats, walkytalky, weapons, cars… etc) under the dinning table on the chair with hope that one day i will get all back.
Next day we locked the door and handed over the key to our neighbour. I remember, She (our neighbour) was a long, healthy, +65 and interesting thing is that she was a MOBILE BAKALA of nuts. She always had nuts in her hands for us. When we gave her keys, she wept badly, turn by turn she was looking at our home, at keys and then us. Oh God it was a tough time for my parents and as well as for Kuwait.
WE LEFT KUWAIT BUT KUWAIT DIDNT LEAVE US AND BROUGHT US BACK TO KUWAIT.
I love you Kuwait, I know im not Kuwaiti and anytime some new rule can kick me out. But still i want to live here for as long as i could, with my family, with my love and nice memories.
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