(We are all Layla..or Laila. If I had to choose a name, I would choose Baheyya. The name that represents Egypt.)
You see, there's this girl in my head that I envy. I envy her for her parents allowing her to travel with her friends, and her boyfriend.
A girl I envy for going to do her masters abroad.
A girl I envy for going on an AIESEC internship.
A I envy for her comfort she finds in her own skin.
A girl I envy for so many things.
For her slim figure maybe, or her ability to not conform to the pressure. I envy so many girls for so many things really.
All the girls are not me.
I don't know what I am envied for, really. But I have one thing to complain about- my lack of freedom. My lack of freedom to choose, or to go away, the lack of freedom to travel. And the reason? Over protective parents maybe? Or ones that are tied by societal shackles, no matter how outdated they are.
I can also complain about the eyes I find following me as I walk down the streets.
I don't know if, in that, I am taking part in the way to a better society...but complaining about things is a start right?
I asked Dr. Ali Hadi and Dr. Abdel Aziz Ezz El Arab yesterday whether they see potential in our generation, they both said yes. Coming from two great men that's something huge!! They said we have the practical means that no one had before.
I said but we lack the dream.
Please dream. Please!