<p>Here you will find the echo of a fleeting moment of love, the pain of a broken heart, the smile of a success that did not come easily, and a heavy idleness that hides postponed dreams behind it. You will hear your mother's tender voice between the lines, and your father's shadow standing by you in a silence that resembles a prayer, and the scent of a friend's reproach who left twenty years ago or more. You will touch the ache of loss when we lose those we love, and the joy of reunion when fate returns what we almost lost. This book is not a guide to living, nor a recipe for happiness; it is a mirror you hold up to yourself to discover that you are not alone in joy or sorrow. Every line is an attempt to capture a moment, a heartbeat, or a flash of memory. You may find yourself smiling for no reason as you read, holding back a tear, or recalling a face that has been gone for years. Perhaps you will feel these pages were written for you alone, as if the author sat with you in an old café and left his open notebook for you to read what his heart wrote. Read slowly. Read Ahmed Al-Naimat. Let him accompany you like a true friend: he promises nothing, yet gives you a presence that lightens the weight of the road.</p>