Since the conflict started, I have been receiving daily emails from close and distant friends or simply people I met ages ago on a trip somewhere. They all write very compassionate words hoping for peace and expressing their support in these difficult times.
This sympathy of people from all nationalities keeps me warm despite the daily state of total depression I have been sharing with friends around me. The conflict is growingly weighing on our daily lives.
Every day, we wonder when Israeli will hit the next power station, when we will stop having electricity altogether, when we will stop finding our favorite food item on supermarket shelves… Plenty of questions floating in the air remain unanswerable, simply because the war is absurd.
Beirut which was once vibrant is now empty and sad. Endless lines of cars waiting at gas stations worried about the shortage in gasoline. The masses of displaced people passing time in parks and schools waiting anxiously for some news from family members trapped somewhere in the South.
*This entry was published in a blog on Beirut during the 2006 war between Hezbollah and Israel published by the website of the german newspaper, Die Zeit.
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