Once, I was 18, I wrote :
When I was a child, I felt so happy that I was born in this era. “How beautiful and peaceful it is that I live not in the past!” 'Cause my teacher taught me about history that there were many wars in the past.
My feelings changed when I grew mature. I opened my eyes against the world, saw everything that really happening. Persecutions, conflicts, clearly still happening everywhere.
This is felt very clear when an incident occurred to me. That is the time when a mosque where I usually use it to pray attacked and