Sha3bak!

A doctor's mistake... destiny or God's well it is. Changed the life of this kid.

Lack of oxygen, inappropriate handling and the baby and all-to-come troubles are out.

He grows up, he is 29 now but with a brain of a 9 years old who loves to act naughty and play sometimes, has passion for few things in his quiet, simple (complicated) life, first is everything electrical (from hand held radios to complicated devices) second thing I know about is his bike.

Trying to give him the chance to live as-much-as-possible normal life, he is allowed to go on his bike ride or even go to the supermarket to buy whatever he wants.

One hot summer day, he is out as normal with his bike playing, a guy asks for a short ride on the bike (shoo6), being weak unable to refuse he obeyed.

The shoo6 in the basic definition implicitly determines a 5 minute limit to the ride. Hazem sat on that pavement under the hot sun waiting, first ten minutes... second... third and after 2 hours of waiting he gave up on his joy and decided to go home on foot.

Hazem is my eldest sibling and this is one of many encounters (not the cruelest at all though) he had to go through with us involved as his family.

My mom reminded me of this incident just today, while we were on the balcony chatting and looking at him coming home from the nearby mini market.

I believe treatment for disabled and mentally ill people should be taken into higher level of caring here in Jordan, this should be emphasized in schools and in each and every home.

Hazem is my brother whom I love, but do not forget that this could be the case in any home.