There is nothing specific or an event that my memory starts from. It's only an ordinary childhood for an Egyptian kid who lived in Saudi Arabia who visited Egypt every summer to meet his family. And I think all of us like our mother's family than the father's...so there is no anything interesting happened until that day that changed my life 180ْ ... but let's go to a weak before that day... my parents and I were getting ready to go to our annual travel to Egypt ... Dad coming from the travelling agency with four tickets !!! while our family consists of mum,dad,brother(5 yaers) and sister(8 years) by the way I was the older,about ten years old then..when I ask why there is only four tickets and we are five ! mum telling that dad isn't coming cause something about his work .. That what was told to me and I believed it till that day .. we were in Egypt then and mum suddenly tells me that ...
to be continued in Part 2