Gms : Khartoum
By Kamal Hamid
Whenever I felt depressed I resort to a vacation away from the daily routine where I find rest. I always go to the beloved mother, the mother of the cities (Atbara). Right now I am writing to you while I am onboard the Nile Train coming from Atbara to Khartoum. I lost everything I used to have there.
I lost my mother months ago. I lost all the spiritual power of encouragement and inspiration. I lost the good news that were replaced by the gloomy ones, like the critical economic situations.