Gazing at the night sky didn’t feel the same without his MP3 player. With nothing to influence his thoughts, he couldn’t fully escape the reality of life. But still, he was grateful to have the opportunity to again sit under the night sky. It was the exact same sky he sat under as a child, still trying to escape the harsh reality of life. This was his home.
In that moment he hear the shuffling of rocks and dust, and already knew exactly who it was. “Afraid I’d try to run?” He asked, jokingly.
“No,” came the familiar voice of Nadia. At this point he was growing use to her accent, even a little fond of. “Even if you do you wouldn’t get very far.” She said while taking a seat on the same lard rock he was sitting on.
They were sitting in a wide crevice in the side of one of the mountains that surrounded the valley. Not too far from everyone else, yet it still felt isolated. The mountain’s stonewalls shot high up into the sky, and leaned a bit outward. As though it were intentionally trying give them a perfect view of the night sky.
“You know I always come here myself to think.” Nadia said. “You’ve picked a perfect spot if you’re trying to get away from everyone.”
Samuel sighed. “Well I needed to think myself.” He said, before turning toward Nadia. Now seeing her more relaxed than before, wearing a warm smile. She looked so hopeful, a similar look he used to wear, before his rough past had changed his general view of the world. “You truly believe you could make a difference don’t you?” He asked.
Nadia chuckled a bit, even in the darkness of the night he could tell she was blushing. “Just look around you Samuel.” She answered. “All the people here who we’ve helped, we have already made a deference.”
“Hm.” Said Samuel, as he turned back away, allowing her words to resonate. He was always one to look at the big picture of things. Hiding in a valley wasn’t solving the problem; it was just running away from it.
“So have you decided?” Nadia asked. “Are you going to help us?”
“I want to.” Samuel said, turning directly into her eyes. “But the thing is, people tend to think that the media dictates people’s thoughts and opinions. But if there’s one thing I’ve learned from seven years as a journalist, is that truth is actually the opposite. People only seek out the information that caters to their personal beliefs. No matter how foolish an opinion may be you can always find some type of information that well back it up. Which has made the media have to cover these senseless claims in order to stay afloat. Believe me, I’ve been trying for years to make people see the truth, but they’ll never see it because they’ll never want to see it.”
“No!” Nadia objected. “I don’t believe that, there is always hope, we just need to figure out how to open their eyes.”
“It’s a loosing battle Nadia.” Samuel said. “I’m sorry but people are too stubborn and ignorant. They thrive off of their anger and hate. Channeling toward something or someone else is the only way they can avoid blaming themselves for their problems. And who better to blame than an outsider, such as Hassan?”
Nadia grunt with annoyance, she still refused to give up hope. And she was hoping that Samuel was different, but he was quickly turning out to be, just another selfish American.
“If you really want me to tell you what to do?” Samuel continued. “Than I say you should cut your loses and move on.”
Nadia’s mouth dropped. Was he really telling her just to let Hassan die, despite being an innocence man?
“The best way to help Hassan is to continued his work.” Samuel Said. “Trust me, if you pursue this, you’ll only take his place as America’s number one enemy.”
Nadia turned from him and dropped her head in sorrow. “I’m sorry.” She said.
“No.” Nadia replied in an unsuspected harsh tone, turning back toward Samuel with fire in her eyes. “I’m sorry for what ever happened in your past that turned you so cynical.” She said. “And I’m sorry if your entire country thinks this way. A country of people who prides themselves on their freedom, who never has to wake up in the morning not knowing if that day will be their last, a country who is able to choose who their leaders are and the laws they will obey, a country who’s people have endless possibilities for their lives. I don't understand how people who have so many blessings, have so little hope? Much less than people who have nothing, people like us who don’t even have a home to go to or families to love. If you don’t want to help us than fine, but don’t you dare tell me give up my faith. What we’ve built here may not be as grand as your country, but to the people here whose lives we've saved, this place is greater than any country on this Earth.”
Samuel again sighed, he didn’t want to upset her but couldn’t feel remorseful for being honest. “What you’ve built here is great,” he said. “And helping these people was a good thing, I’m not denying that. And after everything you’ve been through I know you’ve seen the cruel face of this world, but I’ve seen its heart. I’ve seen the evil at its core that fans out and causes the suffering of people such as the ones you’ve saved. So, I know, that no matter what you do, nothing will change.”
“I’m sorry you believe that.” Nadia said. “But still, I can’t.”