Like most people I love my country.
I bitch ,moan and complain so much about the downward cycle we're in, I almost forget how much I enjoy Sudan.
This epiphany struck during Eid .Eating large quantities of grilled meat and drinking yoghurt and sprite concoctions with family and friends generally improves one mood. Getting my sons jallabiyya tailored and seeing him strut around in his new moccasins. Watching the wife put on all manners of gold that I bought for our wedding and taking genuine pleasure in dressing up{and looking great}.Attended a few weddings and at one of the family weddings I was mobbed by little cousins demanding Eid money.Then ran into a distant uncle who was rumored to be going through a separation with his wife. He was smiling encouragingly at her and she was shyly saying hi to the family. Seeing my families warm welcome of her {and her husband’s} obvious relief and happiness, I was touched.
Economy, politics and other factors be damned .No place like home.
