Esraa Al-Jabbais .. between her hidden beauty and the pain of our division that kept him in prison!

Writing is a matter of great responsibility, especially when we want to convey a message of visible pain about a free resistance to her body. How can the letters of your pen speak or make it reach the heart and mind of the distressed and the dead? How can you convey the feeling of Esra El-Jabbais with pain? In the beginning we must give an ID card to this magda, because I will not be more emotional than the emotion itself and will not exaggerate if I told you that there are quite a few who do not know who is Isra Jabais.

"Esraa Al-Jabbais" is the mother of a thirty-three-year-old child who was accused by the Israeli occupation of attempting to carry out a martyrdom operation by blowing up a gas pipe in her car in 2015. She was sentenced to eleven years in prison. I will not hesitate to speak with some of Salt's mind to them cowardly to say what they should have done to this act?

None of these is Isra made this act when I saw that we live amid the halo and dark tunnel between the jaws of the occupation and division pliers, not to mention the situation of an Arab crisis, the evidence and evidence that there is no one knows who is Isra visible, on the internal level in the West Bank to catch up By joining the economic nations, we became the only ones where we were in the midst of a stage founded on the threshold of the "Hai and the Pai and the ruins of the Prestige, which we were captured inside."

In Gaza, we are living in a whirlpool of endless siege on all aspects of political, economic and social life. A people has risen along the borders of the largest prison in the world, perhaps bringing something of life that has been forbidden for twelve years because the political dilemmas betrayed them, let alone the dream of youth in science and work. The families of those trapped inside the besieged strip were prevented from traveling and those who were outside were afraid to enter the city through the Rafah crossing, which seemed to them to be the crossing of joy.

You should know, dear reader, that Israa 's road from her home to her work is fraught with danger; the dangers of Zionist incursions and the wall of apartheid separating the cities and surrounding them like a snake !! I do not know whether I have the right to speak and speak in the language of Isra and in the presence of infinite pain. She is without a deformed and deformed face talking herself day and night. In the language of passion, we say that it is beautiful beautiful! But this is not for Isra, who is afraid to see herself in the mirror, hoping to do some of the processes that ease some of her son's pain when she sees them.

The pain of Esra is a mental and psychological pain. It seems that Esra stirred something inside me from the pain, so that these letters and words might have touched one heart to move and take its file seriously at the beginning of this year. I did not stop imagining and wishing for it to reach the stage of salvation, so I woke up in the morning to the controversies that were almost or were the routine of our daily lives, namely the skin of the Palestinian self because of the tight political consensus of the party, which was lost because of my age for now ten years of Has no basis but the age of youth has been wasted and depleted and still ?! Between the arrest here or there and the stories of social treachery happened and there is nothing wrong, if the beginning of our gray year is surrounded only by the frenzy.

The most beautiful of the stations that we passed is the public pressure on the occupier to get our demands to live and this will be only by force, as happened recently on the threshold of Gaza and through a public solidarity such as happened on the threshold of the United Nations to prevent condemnation of the resistance. This will only happen through the annihilation of the dream of the deal of the century, and by adopting a bit of "Ashraf Na'alwa" and "Saleh Barghouthi" to pressure the occupier.

The pain of Isra is a pain that men can not endure. I have seen young people of the age of roses, who have lost their lives and dreams on the threshold of the crossings, and have felt the pain and groans of prisoners and prisoners, but live in pain. Sadly, Esra did not find anyone out to support her, such as those who went out to reject the Social Security Law, where she and others lacked a public base even on social networking sites to press for the widest dissemination of her case. At the same time, Today we wish her return!

The prisoners were fought by minimizing their achievements. They were fought politically and economically. In the corridors of politics, their defense was based on a body that was not weakened except by the weakness of their ministries. Economically, their families were fought by cutting off their daily lives. The case of Israa al-Jabbais and its pain is like the pain of our cause. The pain is visible, but there is no answer and no voice rises above the voice of the quarrels that have fed us.

We have gone through seventy years of occupation with many stations of donations and uprisings. At every end we have to achieve victory. This victory is written off or carried out in the name of a few groups. We forget the ultimate goal and the most precious war and sacrifice for the homeland. The weakness is not ..

So the sure solution amidst all this destruction and the visible pain of my emotional and psychological pain when I brought out some of those words, which I feel conflicted about, and the little trick is to circumvent the armed resistance on the ground. It is the actual ruler amid all the shackles and political deals that will not pass. We await the day when we were advised of the sound of the triumphs of the victory of a new free redemption deal that sheds on our eyes something of beauty and joy. It would obliterate something of the pain of the visible division and restore some of its hidden beauty.