Days I do not want to forget.

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The day, Monday the 30th. Of March 2003.
Bombing the command centers in Baghdad continued with high intensity day and night and the ministry of information is targeted again today. The coalition troops ensure their determination to continue with the fighting and tighten the siege around Baghdad.
Small, sporadic fights continue around Nasiriyah, Najaf and Basra.
An Apache is said to be shot down in the south and the Iraqi TV broadcasts pictures for the helicopter but it seems to me that it was not shot down but rather landed because of some mechanical problem; the Apache is totally sound with no evidence of fire shot at it, nothing burnt, nothing wrecked and the TV story is very unconvincing “a farmer shot down an Apache with his primitive rifle”.
Today, the regime members added a new crime to their record. They were shooting at the civilians who escaped the city of Basra and there are pictures from the Pentagon showing the event.
In the streets there is news about executing Iraqi soldiers who decided to leave the battlefield and abandoned their positions.
This series of blood, horror, death and executions without trials is coming to an end and each criminal will be punished. Yes, we need the day of justice. Blood boils within our veins and we will not rest until those criminals get what they deserve. I know how their lust for blood increase when they feel endangered and I’m afraid they will commit something disastrous when they feel their end is coming and I’m sure they will try to kill as much people as they can before they get killed; you can’t trust a murderer.
I did my regular tour in the streets and I came up with the feeling that Iraqis are looking cautiously at what’s happening and there are rumors spreading about a long siege around Baghdad. The word (siege) is spreading in an enormous speed today, I’ve heard it everywhere and it was the core of our discussion tonight. How long this siege will last? What are our capabilities to face this serious challenge? We started to think more seriously that we’re endangered once Baghdad is surrounded. Something unusual happened as we were talking; one of my friends said, “OK, enough talking about the war and politics and let’s enjoy hearing a song and seeing a beautiful girl. I miss this so much” everybody agreed and we switched the TV to a melody channel that made discussion take an entirely different course!

By Mohammed.