Beirut Now

I was supposed to go back to the north yesterday, but the assassination made me decide to stay in Beirut.

When you walk down in Beirut streets, you can see the tension everywhere. Wherever you look, you can see army men with their suits and guns, watching and trying their best to maintain a minimum level of security.

Achrafieh seems sad today, and every now and then you see small group of people in their cars with their speakers, asking people to be there at Martyrs square tomorrow, condemning the brutal assassination, and demanding a ONE-MAN stand in the face of terrorism.

You can see that everybody is worried and sad, no one can predict what's going to happen later on. It is the most awful feeling that any one can feel, to know that something is going to happen, but not knowing how to react, or what to do.

We were supposed to celebrate the first anniversary of Tueni's assassination in a couple more days, now yet another man to remember and treasure his sacrifices has been added to the list. Irony of life, we can't say good bye to one hero till we are obliged to say yet another good bye to another one....

I've spent most of the day at home, watching the scene outside my window, but I think I'm going to go down and visit some friends, maybe walk a little bit and check things out.

All I can say is that we should all be there at Martyrs square tomorrow. We MUST show these criminals that we are NOT afraid, and that we are willing to continue our struggle till the end. We have lost so many pure souls, and we are ready to see their sacrifices fade away just like that....