By Utami Kusumawati
It was the lowest moment in her life. Khamisa Abdulla was tired of everything. She felt constantly nauseous and wanted only to sleep.
She and her seven children had been struggling to live in Cairo, where they had been waiting for almost two years to hear about their application for refugee status. The family had fled war-torn Sudan in 1998 and now were in limbo in Egypt.
“I didn’t know whether my husband was still alive or not,” Abdulla said. “It was so hard living there because people started to take advantage once they knew you were refugees.”
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When interviewing refugees, I heard a lot of sad stories. Blue feeling was flowing like a filthy river on one sunny day. So much struggle, so much loss, so much adversity, so many tears. But then you realize, at the end, sadness is only a beginning of something beautiful and meaningful in your life.
Quote on Little Bee by Chris Cleave. Little Bee was shortlisted for the 2008 Costa Award for Best Novel.
Sad words are just another beauty. A sad story means, this storyteller is alive. The next thing you know, something fine will happen to her, something marvelous, and then she will turn around and smile.