Mr. President you have stolen my dream.

This is not a report of what happened in some places in Cairo today
This is just my opinion

When you usually ask a child what would like to be, the answer comes almost predictable
Its either policeman, pilot, Dr. or whatever the Dad is doing for living. After all ,this is the only authoritive figure in this child eyes. But when I was asked, I always responded in a way that made every single person I knew to have this laud giggle when I answer. I thought this laughter was some sort of approval mixed with admiration. Actually this laughter was because they knew first hand “it was just a small boy silly dream” I wanted to be a president of my country. Time passed by, now am 30 years old
If asked what is my life goal “I choke up” my mind goes blank and I just end up smiling .I don’t know ….I become another “aim-less soul” breath in and breathe out. Work, try to make enough money to pay my bills and satisfy my Un-important Needs and some of my essential needs. My studies and all my life as an emigrant, has never been close what so ever to politics at all . I wished after high school to study political science. And then I realized that for the first time “you can’t chose what you want to study” it’s your exams score that determents. Actually there is a bureau called “tanseek” this is were every high school dream gets Fucked up. all dreams get STOLEN
I then turned to my second obsession. To study tourism in Egypt, I ran away after I realized it’s a total waste of time. The faculty building was not yet built “in country that has 7 000 years old civilization “
Back to Kuwait and start all over again. Marketing and PR and years pass by. Me ,trying to find myself a goal. A purpose in life, Find where I can fit. Just can’t feel satisfied from any thing I do. I worked in all fields you can imagine. Became an expert of today’s trend .social media. And today I just realized why do I feel so LOST..i saw the video of an old man playing with the votes. Again? the same president for the past 30 years…this old man took a way my chance of achieving my dream. He actually killed my dream and the dream of other millions also. We should at least had the chance to compete.
I write these words and my heart is full of rage, sadness and contempt.
My dream is taken away from me. By force.