20/03/2016
Longing for those cold mornings, my being free, sitting in that cosy corner in the coffee-shop, close to that big widow and among those good people, and watching beautiful girls passing by every now and then, yearning for reading my favourite papers the Gulf Times and The Peninsula , together with those hatch-match columns in which I used to spend many minutes contemplating my day fortune revealed by Astrological signs, sipping my coffee mixed with mint and enjoying smoking my cigarette, I missed being in that warm and full of love place, missed Panorama Radio and its lively morning songs and the sound of the coffee machine and longing for my girl friends call to say good morning , can we meet this afternoon?’’ , and waiting my friend’s usual visits , Verily, I missed you Doha.