My Dear mother Rest in Peace

My mother passed away three days ago, three days, my brother and  I have received  the men (women  are received in separate location)  who wished to express their grieves with us  . My brother just called me and said , “the media, press  just announced the death of our mother, and my telephone is constantly ringing”. Today is the fourth day, only for three days, people console, and pay respect in designed time, and date.   

 “If thou suffer injustice, console thyself; the true unhappiness is in doing it” .

For three days , the place , the unknown place that we leased were packed, and I told my brother imagine if Kuwait media, and press announced the death of our mother,  the people wouldn’t be able to breathe, despite that the place is bigger than the White House. 

I told my brother they will not announce in the media, and press until three days of mourn will be over . They don’t wish to see more people, more crowded than this coming to our doorstep .

The mosque , and the only mosque in Dasmah and very well known refused to let us his mosque for three days despite that we were willing to pay huge amount of  money, and the owner said bluntly, he feared al-qadae.   

Ironically, Grief over my mother , I didn’t take the journey alone, despite that terror  has taken my two daughters, and my son away from me, and everything I owned, because I am nothing but Human.

It cost you $0.00 to be human, but it cost a lot to be a terrorist. It is good for business. I am sure the Republicans in USA will give you ample of proof of my claim. (By the way most of the Americans who work in the GCC leaders  are republicans). 

My brother and I  have sent a note of my mother’s death certificate to Kuwait government, and its media and press, the fourth day , today, the media and press announced my mother’s death.  

Finally my mother has been liberated from our Sunni government.  My mother was born according to her birthday certificate in 1924 in Kuwait city- her mother born and died in Kuwait too, still her old grave is a witness. My mother is according to Nationalization certificate she is Kuwaiti citizen , not first class citizens, but  8 class of Kuwaiti citizen-   

Death is the liberator of him whom freedom cannot release, the physician of him whom medicine cannot cure, and the comforter of him whom time cannot console.

Charles Caleb Colton