POSTCARD 10 by Daku.
Omri, we’re on the last day of our beautiful complex journey. The sun has rised and shed its light on another morning, I feel blessed, alhamdullilah.
During those 10 days, we have met truly incredible people, I’ve learned about my family’s past through places that we visited, through paintings, songs, street foods, elders, youngers… I’m overwhelmed with emotions right now. I know I’m leaving a part of myself behind me, but it’s nothing compared to what I have gained.
Confidence, knowledge, everything is clear now. Exploring and understanding your roots is hugely important, I feel deeper and realer.
I am happy, I love you and I love Earth.
I wanna cry and scream and laugh, and catch the moon for you. I am coming back with power.
Main aapse pyaar kartaa hoon,
POSTCARD 9 by Daku.
We spent the night in the desert. It was magical, nature is amazing. I’m at peace with myself. I don’t wanna leave.
I’m very late, amma is calling me, I’ll wrote you a proper postcard tomorrow, jaanu.
POSTCARDS 8 by Daku.
I just woke up, thought I’d write you a couple lines. How are you feeling today? What are you doing all day?
In all my dreams, I run back to you, we meet again in our arms, we meet again at the sea, we meet again in the sky.
Delam barat tang shodeh, I miss your perfum, the taste of your lips, the softness of your fingers caressing each square of my body, my skin shivering,
I need you like I need air.
As soon as I am back, I’ll ask you something very important…
PS: I forgot to tell you, I found a beautiful green djellaba at the souk, I bought it for you. I know green is your favourite colour.
POSTCARD 7 by Daku.
It has officially been a week now, I’m so happy because I can tell I’m home now, people see me as one of theirs. I fit in!
Guess what? Today we took baba-ji & maa-ji to the house close to the deserted land, we’re gonna ride horses. I’m kind of scared to fall or get hurt, but it excites me at the same time.
Riding horses in the desert was one of my biggest dream, can you believe it?
I hope all is going swell, omri, I’ll take you to the bad girls land, I promise.
Postcard 6 by Daku.
We’re at my aunt Malika’s house today. Her kids are here, we’re gonna dance all day. So much feelings that I wish to share with you, colours can only help you understand. My brain is melting from all the unknown delicacy we had and a nostalgia from a land, a home, I’ve only visited once.
Anything is possible, ente snehitne.
I miss your aura, I miss you, njan ninne prmikkunnu.
How are you?
I run out of words to write, so goodbye for now.”
POSTCARD 5 by Daku.
My skin has never been darker, my heart warmer, my smile wider and my happiness most genuine. I always thought the motherland would make me feel a certain way, but never that deep.
I don’t miss my jeans, I don’t miss my European comfort and lifestyle and the cold, distant attitude I perceive from acquaintances and other people back there. I have tears in my eyes, I have never felt more complete than now. Next time, you’re coming with me, jaanu.
Waiting for your letter, I love you.
POSTCARD 4 by Daku.
"Sabah el kheir,
I received your letter, I’m happy to hear from you and your family, yes I’ll bring you some textile, don’t worry!
We’re going to the souk this afternoon, I have a couple dinars to spend and Baa-ji gave me some more. Djeddi is coming with us.
I’m peaceful and I take my time with everything I commit myself to, now, I don’t know where this comes from. Probably, from the fact that nobody stares at us.
I wish you were here, habibi.
POSTCARD 3 by Daku.
Yesterday, after the temple we meditated under the moon in the garden, it gets fresher at night which is nice because it’s hot here. We made couscous for the neighbours and ate all together.
It’s been 3 days and I feel like a warrior, I have decided which path to take, I’m a strong and successful person, you’ll see that when I come back. We have 7 more days to go, Maa-ji has never been more radious, I dont wanna leave.
I love you,
POSTCARD 2 by Daku.
It’s the second day and the sun has already darken my skin. I feel at
home, nobody tries to bother me for being/looking different.
We’re on our way to the temple, the tiger in me is awake, I want you to know I love you and as soon as I’m back home, I’ll be a more protective person.
Achha, phir milenge.”