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Ahmed ****ni
28 June 2020 at 21:52 ·
Some of my best friends have asked me to share my experience, which I find very humble and rarely mention in front of other, richer memories. I am not saying this out of modesty, but because it is true.
To be honest, I had an unpleasant experience with our Algerian society, even before I left Japan. Our society goes beyond history ... a society that understands everything and discusses everything ...
Circumstances sometimes force me to meet people I don't know. And out of courtesy, when they ask me to share my experience, I talk about some points that I think are important. The problem is that they don't even give me a chance to speak and they themselves talk about Japanese society as if they had lived there for a thousand years. It's difficult, do you understand? They look at you as if they are presidents.
A few years before his death, the architect Kh***d bin Bo***d  told me something wise that I still remember: "If you spend five minutes giving advice to somebody and one didn't understand...go further." This society does not need advice. God bless.
My friend's brother who lives in France advised me not to publish my photos, because I am someone who does not share my life with others ..
But I changed my mind after deep thought. We live in the age of the image. And I think that each of us should reveal our ideas and our perceptions because stupidness has filled the world, minimalism and banality have become an infectious disease.
There are many people to be reckoned with who have appreciated my Safebook friendship and my friendliness. And many of them offended me personally. Then I felt bad before leaving Japan, and I will never forget that.
I knew that my livelihood was in the hands of the one who created me and honored me. For those of you who can reach heaven to continue and stop the path of my existence, please... and try if you can. ... They can not..
Spread your achievements, good people."

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Hello,  Ahmed.
In a dull society where I lack taste (the statement that I agree with), I have just read again the messages (I keep them on my Google Keeper) you posted several days ago to reveal what is buried inside you... ..in the sad grave of your body and mind...
The message I am personally composing here is for sake of love to truth, which nobility is the crystallization of gracefulness of absolutely all human hearts...which nobility you refuse to admit. You are considering that only that person could be noble and intelligent, who has any achievements in some parts of life. Do I correctly understand? I even dare to suppose you think that if a person made an achievement, got a good education or knows a lot, or can jump over the trees, or can potentially break somebody's neck faster than others can, he or she is noble by default in your imagination.
You are imagining that there exists somebody who is able to judge unmistakably about things in arts and architecture and all the rest, aren't you? That person is you, isn't it true?
I have several acquaintances of those who tend to do it. My daughter tends to be like that now. She was always much more clever than most of her classmates and others and it made her opinion hard to them, but, I hope, she will become wiser in years. So I understand the roots of your attitudes around here. I meet it every day at home.
She has only one friend. The girl is pure Armenian. And her mother is a doctor in cardiology. She always was the best in her life. She was best in school and had a diploma with honor. She's a genius, was the best student on her course in medicine, the best doctor in her hospital. She ended her career as a Head of a medical center. Now she lives in France with her sister because she has to treat her cancer and it was absolutely impossible to do in Russia. Her daughter, the friend of my daughter, always was the best in school. She had to enter Medical University in our city (she wanted to go to a good university in Moscow) because she has a little sister and their grandmother refused to care about them despite their mother being so far away in France now. So the girl is studying at the university and looks after her sister, cooking, cleaning, paying bills, and so on.
When her mother entered the University, she lived in a dormitory. The girl has much more hard circumstances. For years she lives under the threat of her mother's death. "You have to study better, you have to behave modestly and so on...due to your mother being so ill", often I used to hear the words addressed to her from her gran when we met in school. Her mother had breast cancer many years ago and was operated on successfully. Now she has lung cancer. The girl wanted to be a designer, but her mother just was laughing at her and paid tutors for her daughter in Chemistry, Russian, and Biology.
I was startled by their correspondence which my daughter has shown me from time to time. I mean the messages the girl and her mother are exchanging and the girl sometimes shares it with my daughter.
They hate everybody. They hate Black, Arabs, Chinese, Korean, Russian for many reasons, but most of all they hate Armenians. Her mother, it seems, hates all the world, all people. Their statements are extremely cynical, rude, and insulting. I could see them hard. But they never use obscene vocabulary. Their language and jokes are quite graceful.
Their father was, as the woman called him, an inseminator. She was after 35 when she got married to him. When she became pregnant she kicked him off her house due to he was ugly and primitive stupid. And in several years she invited him back for her second daughter because the first kid was successful and kicked him off again later. She told her daughter that children were for her kind of experiment: how would it be?
Somehow they are rich now despite their father, who also lives in France now, never helped them. They wonder how it is possible he is able to find a job there, he is so stupid! My daughter says they became rich after the mother got the position. She is a very good doctor. Just after graduating she for the beginning of her career was very warm and sensitive and tried to help people as much as possible. But her heart hardened by years and now, she told her daughter, she can see only meat instead of a patient, the same as her lecturers told them in a Medical University. Whatever her patients tell her, it doesn't touch her anymore. She is deaf to them in her heart.
I am sure that she is a very good and honest person. She is 56 now, she looks good, she has many wealthy and rich relatives, who take care of her daughter despite the fact that the girl hates the meetings and attitudes of her relatives. They both consider them as quite primitive. The mother was very hurt by something in her past and now is trying to protect her daughter from some dangerous things she probably met in her life, I think. She has been defending her for all her life. She built a border between her kid and all primitive people. What was so cruel in her life?               
What was it that hurt you, Ahmed, that you became like that? I don't know what to think about you again... I still don't know you.