This is where i was born. And this is where i fled from when i was 9months old, in my mother's arms, during the lebanese civil war.
Lebanon is and will always remain the dearest country to my heart. It is Lebanon that first saw me cry, that first saw me smile. It is its scents and sounds that i first perceived and that will remain forever engraved in my heart as the scents and sounds of my origin.
Perhaps it is because i had to leave my birth place, my home town at such an early stage and in such a chaotic manner that i always feel the urge to pack my bags and go off and explore the world - literally and figuratively.