I will never forget this moment as I run and struggle, with my heart racing.
The world is dark in my eyes, and the life I've known has vanished.
In truth, this is when it all began.
Yasmine
I was botn in year 2000s, a generation that grew up with the internet, Facebook,
YouTube, smartphones, smartwatches, and holograms.
Even tablets. it's been 22 years ago, the transition to the year 2000 created a great commotion,
anxiety, and fear among people, with predictions of disasters of all kinds.
Planes that were going to crash, computers that would malfunction,
and nuclear weapons that were going to be launched.
On it's own and unable to find anyone to stop it, and the fear that the system.
Will collapse the whole world, meaning companies, banks,
channels, and people's interests will come to a halt all at once.
Many people believed that the year 2000 would mark the end of the world.
Never has a transition from one year to another caused such commotion,
like this one, in news broadcasts, newspapers, and magazines.
They all talked about the same news and asked the same question: what will happen in 2000?
In short, the whole world was obsessed and had developed a phobia of the year 2000.
But in our village, time stood still, and nobody
was talking about the year 2000 or bringing any news about what
was happening in the world. In our village, every day was the same.
In history, only numbers increase and names change.
My luck ... The world never ended, and the prophecies of its end never came true.
I opened my eyes to the world on the first day
of the last year of the second millennium, on the night of the red moon.
In our tribe, those who are born on a night like this
either have a great destiny and a bright future or are doomed to failure.
They named me Yasmin after one of my grandmothers, who was also born on a night like this, the night of the red moon.
They say she liberated the tribe from a foreign rule and ruled it for years.
It's all good.
When I was five years old, my father left and never returned.
He left me, my mother, my sister, and my brother alone.
My mother told us he went to work in a faraway land and forgot about us.
Every morning, I would look out from the window of our house to see if he had returned.
I still hear the echo of my father's voice as he called out to me.
As much as I tried to resist the feeling in my heart that
my father would never return, I still had hope.
Hours, days, and years passed, and my father never returned. I even forgot the day I stopped waiting for him.
There are times in life when we wonder who we are.
Music
If you just stayed at home with your sister
I have to sell some yarn, and I want to gather it with my own hands
_ May God grant me success this time _ It will
You will succeed, mama, just as you promised me, and you did
_ May God make you happy, my daughter _ Amen _ Let's cheer, girls!
My daughter who passed the baccalaureate is back again
(No speech)
_ Congratulations and blessings, my daughter _ May God bless you
Othman
You scared me, how many times have I told you not to surprise me like this
_ And we'll fall into some trouble _ I like when you get scared, just be patient, no one is going to see us _ They will see us
What are you doing?
I dreamed about you last night
Peace and good
You were standing in the garden, and I was on the other side
And between us was a small river, up to the knees
And as I was getting closer to you
You started to blur as I walked, and then you disappeared
Until you were no longer visible to me
After a while, you started to fade
It was like this wind
And you were running away, when you ran away and I wanted to follow you
I found myself paralyzed
I didn't understand this dream, I woke up and kept thinking about it
Did you talk to your aunt?
Not yet
And I'm scared she won't like it
She never liked it.
_ She never accepted me _ It's not like that, I know my aunt
My aunt Amal, she is stubborn, her heart is hard and she doesn't trust anyone, she only knows about buying
And selling and marriage to her is just a business, unless it seems profitable to her, she won't do anything for us
But we don't want anything from her, why are you scared of her?
Because I know what she can do
I'm waiting for a document, Yasmin, if that document comes out
_ We will be able to do what we want, and no one will stand in our way _ What document? _ The analysis
Whose analysis is this?
It's for Luzine, my aunt Amal's daughter, who is in the village
She's in production
She's polluting the river