What Serendipity?
3 min readJul 24, 2023
Confrere.
It was July 2006, I was sitting in my grandma’s living room in a far-flung village in the north of Lebanon, dealing with live news on the pounding of my beloved Beirut and simultaneously trying to make up my mind on whether to contact the embassy and flee or stay put and not abandon my friends and family who can’t flee. My nerves were shot. I decided to flick from local TV to some even farther off station not dealing with…
