In my city, Al Zabadani, you learn that death is not man’s worst nightmare, even though facing it and fleeing it are the only things left to do. After spending a few days in this city of mine you realize that your very worst nightmare is to lose everything you have for the sake of a dream of freedom, and not to obtain that dream. Your worst nightmare is to live within the memory of a place, which was, for a day, vast and spacious and free, now returned, by war, to the Very tight and dark space it had been for the forty years leading up to the revolution. 

This film has received the support of Bidayyat’s documentary grant 2014