I ache for my father’s voice, my aunties’ laughter, the scent of salt on the wind, and the soil of the country that raised me. Take me home, please. Now i feel exactly what fairuz meant when she said : "يا سنين اللي رحتي، ارجعيلي ارجعيلي شي مرة، ارجعيلي و نسيني عباب الطفولة تأركض بشمس الطرقات"