May 25 is here once again. It is a day of days, a holiday, yet there are some people who want to remove its aspect of holiness.
It is a day of joy and for recalling the victory and it is the hope for a new victory.
It overlooks the villages that are still trying to awaken from the dream of freedom and find themselves wearing the costume of dignity, shaded by the resistance as a shield, and living independence as a certain reality in spite of the numerous skeptics.
It supervises the houses, among which numerous homes were destroyed and ruined. Suddenly, they were fortified against the invader, fenced by the eyelashes of the heroes who know no submission.
These heroes do not give attention to those who distort the history; hence, they try to write it according to the measurement of their advancing steps, within the shade of the expanding awesomeness of the freedom fighters. They will never be stopped by those who call for "neutrality" regarding the battle of self-defense; a battle that will never end as long as the enemy keeps kindling its aggression, stabilizing its occupation, cuffing the captives, and planting the "mines" deeply in our soil, air, policies and future.
This is the anniversary that returns in order to be celebrated not as an obligation or to evade blame. Instead, celebrating the anniversary maintains the meanings that revived the nation, and brought hope for the liberation of each piece of land after it was revealed that the liberation of a part is a preface for the liberation of all; and that he who can rout the enemy from one span of land can rout it from the entire land.
Happy Eid; the liberation will be accomplished God willing; the resistance will continue until all aims are achieved.