THE LOST WORLD

THE LOST WORLD

As I walked out of the plane that day and stepped my foot in the country, I knew my life had changed forever. I was afraid of what to expect, I have been to so many countries but this one was definitely different from the rest. It was strange and I felt strange.
To be sincere, I did not expect much from the country or its people; “who would have thought such country ever exists?”

 I heard about the country from a friend of mine who went on a space mission; ever since then, it made me eager to visit the country and experience what my friend told me because I never believed it existed.
Stepping my foot into the country changed everything I used to be and know, feet’s away from my plane; I looked up in the sky to confirm if I was still on earth or maybe I was transferred to a facility outside of planet earth for experiment during the period which I dozed off in the plane.
I did not have much trust for people especially my government because they were capable of going extremes all in the name of experiment even if that means hurting a soul.
After having thought for a while; I decided to summon up the courage to explore the environment; I got into a taxi I saw nearby and told him I was new in the city and needed to explore its environment.
Few minutes of having driven me around, I noticed how different and strange the country looked,  I for one knew how strange I felt inside of me about the city which I couldn’t explain.

“Why is everyone acting strange? I asked the driver reluctantly.

I really didn’t expect any real answers from a man who he himself being the driver was acting even more strange.
Glaring strangely at me, the driver gave me a very unusual short answer.

“Well here it is, my guess is right; his definitely crazy or under some sort of spell” I thought to myself.

“Your answer is quite unusual, why did you say so? I asked the driver

“Look around from the car window and you will find the answer to your question right in front of you” said the driver as he slowed down the taxi.

As I looked around, I noticed how happy everyone was in the city, not a single person on the street looked disturbed or sad. This country sure wasn’t in the Arabian Peninsula yet I saw some bunch of Arab men in their complete head coverings talking and laughing with some blacks and white westerners who I guessed are Americans because of the way they spoke, I also noticed how comfortable the Muslim women were with their complete Islamic clothing not feeling insecure or censored as terrorist.

Anyone in the city could notice the huge church and mosque sharing a single wall separating them, you didn’t need to be a secret agent to know that this city welcomed diversity and enjoy being a diverse city.

“Now I get the answer but that doesn’t explain it all”

I said to the driver while pulling myself slowly from the window side.

“In this country, everyone acted like brothers and sisters, when one person gets hurt, it affects the rest of us, we do not care where anyone is, diversity and tolerance is what makes us unique” he said laughing.

I couldn’t help the emotion I felt as tears of joy rolled down my cheeks.

“The very struggles of the 21^st century” I said to myself.

I have seen how people kill themselves and hurt others because of lack of tolerance, and here in front of me is a city which everyone feels welcomed.

Deep down inside, I felt angry at myself for having not helped create a similar environment.
I always knew that no matter how bad we may seem as human, deep down inside of us, there is love waiting to prevail. Sometimes the circumstances we find ourselves in may push us to hide the love we have for others, I realized we just needed to be true human, because the value of humanity is about being able to welcome and adopt differences, to show love to others no matter their race, tribe or religious afflictions.

The driver was quick to notice I was carried away in admiration of such unique country; he brought me back to reality when he said there was still one unique thing about his city.

I was already so in love with the city and couldn’t wait to hear more.

‘’This is a country where everyone has something to eat and a roof over their head, a country where the rich couldn’t sleep because he wants to make sure the poor has something to eat, a country where rich individuals with billions of dollars enough to help millions of less privileged are constantly using their money to make sure everyone is comfortable instead of spending their money on luxury and unnecessary things, this is a rare country for all, a form of hope for humanity” the driver said.

I felt so happy with this country, “where have this country been all my life? I asked myself.
Such was the life I experienced in this country, a life of happiness, fulfillment, brotherhood and above all human love in its full scale.

Do you want to know the unusual answer the driver gave me right from the start when I asked him why everyone was acting strange?

“We are one human race!” That was what he said.

Looking deeper into his statement I realized that most people do not understand what it means to be one human race, because if we did, we wouldn’t kill ourselves and abandon each other to die of poverty, diseases and hunger, this is far from being the value of brotherhood.

I now understand fully why the driver made the statement; it all summarized my experience, the love the people all share, the hope that filled the air, the joy I saw in the face of everyone, the smile that brought light to me, the brotherhood that made me have hope, such was the world I experience; a world of hope, only how I wished I could leave there forever!

I hope that someday, just someday; the light I saw the country will spread through the world.
Did I fail to mention the countries name?

Its name is “the country we never had!” This is the dream I have for the world, sorry if I forgot to mention that earlier.