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Homeless in Kilis; an influx from Syria.

15 Feb

Kilis, Turkey has recently received a vast influx of Syrians seeking safety after recent bombardments of Aleppo.

A mother cries with her children as they stand with their few belongings wondering where they can go.

A mother cries with her children as they stand with their few belongings wondering where they can go.

On any given evening you can find a lady crying on the cold streets of Kilis with her children with a heartbreaking story of survival and loss to tell you.

Kilis refugee camp is full, and there is no other place for Syrians to go. They are finding themselves on the streets with nowhere to go, many finding themselves with no place to pay their heads but on the streets of Kilis.

Syrians are huddled into empty shops, abandoned garages, and anywhere else they can go. Each evening you can find an abundance of Syrians sleeping in the bus station, while day-by-day they are constantly passing through trying to find a place to go.

1000’s of Syrians have entered Kilis in the past week, and the constant stream of people needing assistance certainly has no end in sight.

Around 50 Syrians huddle into this small space together to sleep

Around 50 Syrians crowd into this small space together to call this abandoned shop home for now.

Huddled together for warmth in an empty shop with over 50 people sleeping tightly packed together a young man shares with us his struggles, he has children to feed, along with his wife, and parents to care for. Even thought he is well educated he is unable to find a place to rent at a cheap price and more importantly work; the common tale for Syrians in neighbouring countries.

A woman assists her husband who is an amputee due to complications with diabetes to use the toilet; where is the toilet? It is a small bucket in the open public amongst Syrians outside of the local bus station; they no longer have the opportunity to even keep their dignity. Her husband has no insulin left and they are left with the streets to sleep trying to find a way to go to Istanbul where they hope for a better life.

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Young girls cry as they share their pains from their suffering and loss in Syria.

Aa a young girl cries, she tells me just one simple sentence as she struggles to get her words out from her tears, “I just want us to be one again in Syria”, she continues to share how she misses her father and older sister who has been missing for 2 months now & they have no idea where she is. 

Such simple words she shares with such an impact, a girl of just 14 years old, years ahead in maturity, like many children from Syria now, and a simple message of hope for us to be one in our world. Her tears are an overwhelming abundance of pain. There are few children from Syria who are not holding pain in the hearts nowadays.

Syrians entering Turkey from Bab Al Salam border crossing as the sounds of gunfire echo in the air.

Syrians entering Turkey from Bab Al Salam border crossing as the sounds of gunfire echo in the air.

Standing at Bab Al Salam border, or in Kilis refugee camp you can often hear the fighting a short distance away, a sound that no longer makes children shudder in fear, a sound they are much accustomed to at this stage. The only question I seem to get is where is the help for them they hear about so often in the media? Where is all of the money? Where is the UN? A long list of the same questions I have had thrown my way for the past 2 years now.
I sadly have no answers for them as I am unable to find a UN presence offering hands on assistance past wanting to gather the stories of tragedy for their records, there is a great lack of support for the Syrians who have recently fled Syria, I can only find local collections of people trying to help, and my own organisation now trying to offer what assistance we can.

Thousands have entered Turkey through Bab Al Salam in the past week, with thousands more having had to take dangerous, illegal crossings as they do not hold passports & they recently stopped allowing Syrians to enter without passports.

I found an elderly lady crying in the streets of Kilis with her hand badly cut open and clothing torn after a dangerous and scary journey for her, she injured herself on the barbed wire leaving Syria. She cried saying she had done nothing wrong, her home was destroyed and she had nowhere to go, what can she do.

There is no sight to an end to the war in Syria, a minimum of around 6000 people are leaving Syria daily, many with nowhere to go and millions displaced.

I cannot quite describe what it feels like to see people starving, cold, scared and with no security in any way. It leaves me sleepless, it leaves me with guilt, it leaves me to only wonder what on earth is happening in our world and why are we 3 years into a war in Syria, nearly half of the country having fled for assistance elsewhere, and countless dead. How on earth is this possible.

I don’t meet any Syrian in Kilis who has just crossed without a terrible sadness to share with me, they just lost their child, their wife, their husband, all so fresh and without time to even heal from their pains as they have to instantly struggle for survival on the streets of Kilis.

Homeless in Kilis.

Homeless in Kilis. A young Syrian girl finds herself on the streets of Kilis having recently left Syria.

From the young children to the elderly, every soul of Syria has their story and every story matters in our world. Every soul matters in our world.

These people coming to Kilis right now, and across every border are the people who matter, the civilians, those who are important and forgotten often in war. Please think of the people.
Nobody should be homeless in our world; a world of such vast resources, grandeur and wealth that doesn’t seem to hold equality.

I will share more from Kilis shortly, things are just very busy right now and I wanted to share something in this moment. All I can ask is for one simple thing…

Remember humanity in our world. Please.

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Love from your Soul…

28 Sep

As I wake to yet another glorious sunny morning in England, with birds singing all around, a wave of calm & peace fills the air and I take time count my blessings.

I have much I could complain about in my life, in many cases things are quite bad actually and I have many problems personally, but I always keep perspective.

But, I stop and feel no need to complain truly. I am alive & healthy. I reflect on all I have seen in Syria to date. Thousands are starving right now, homeless, displaced, disabled for life, unable to get their children medicine for illnesses, limbless, suffering severe loss like we will never truly understand in other democracies around the world.

No doubt, the things in Syria I have seen have changed me greatly as a person. All for a much better person to really strive to help others in life now, to always keep love in my heart no matter what & to never hold an ounce of hate in my soul.

As I think of those moments as I travel through blood stained derelect streets, I recall the lifeless children, unable to save after being hit at random by shelling & rockets dropped at random from above. I think of all the young men I have watched die because of lack of medical care available. I think off the young children, the families living hungry every day, many without even access to clean water. 12 year old girls telling me of their horrendous rape stories. The things I could tell you, you would not believe unless you have seen for yourself also.

I still sometimes find it hard to believe the things I have seen inside Syria & how on earth this can be happening in this day in age.

We always say, ‘things could be much worse’ to one another when going through hard times, but truly, how many stop and do realise this? How many count your blessings daily. How many strive to do anything to help another in need & how much just talk about this.

One thing I can say that affects me the most, is even in the most difficult time the people inside Syria are facing, I have never in my life experienced such beauty & kindness. I am always in awe at how they can be like this. Through the most difficult times they are experiencing, families take time to help me, take me in, give me somewhere to sleep, something to eat while trying to cater to my dietary preferences regardless of my objections and the difficulty to source food. They clean me up, give me clothes to wear, treat me like their family, and worry for me, while their own family has suffered great loss beyond your imagination. Even with this, they object to me so strongly trying to give them any money, something they desperately need.
When I leave from my short visits with families, I am overwhelmed with gifts from little children of any kind to remember them by they tell me. From fruit from a tree they picked if they have that around, a tissue, a necklace, anything possible. Such kindness & love with everything happening to them.

   

Such kindness I don’t think I will ever experience again, it certainly is a life changing experience and brings great sadness within when I look around at how we treat each other on a daily basis.

I have had the pleasure of meeting some wonderful people in England in the past few weeks, some within the Syrian communities and feel so touched by the love and dedication in their hearts. Many having changed their own lives to give to Syria with just about keeping their mortgage paid to send the rest to help those starving & in need in Syria. Many doing anything they can to help in any way in Syria in a humanitarian manner. It’s truly admirable.

Families that have once take me in, helped me have since been killed. These families I have stayed with were just trying to stay indoors, away from any trouble, not fighting on either side in any way. Just dreaming of their children to go to school safely, fathers wanting to have work to provide for their families, just dreaming of normal lives than we all take for granted daily.

I can only feel inspired by such beauty in life. If they can take me in, a complete stranger into their lives through the worse horrors imaginable, then surely we can all be doing more to help one another on a daily basis.

No matter what hate is put out into your world, always release it. Keep peace & love in your heart always, and always help another in need, no matter how big or small. There is so much we can do to help one another, a friend in need, family in need, stranger in need. This is what life is all about, helping one another in this world. It’s about spreading a message of peace & love through everyone’s soul.

Appreciate the beauty around you and share it with others, banish the hate. Hate will only bred more hate and this is something I have witnessed in life grow deeper and it’s an awful thing.

Never live where you will hold regret, wish you could have done more, changed something, do it, live in right now. There are no excuses.

Stop and think, what can you do better, how can you be better in life, we all can always be better, we can and should always be learning and changing to be better people in life. Make a change. Do something great today, help another. Keep love in your heart.

If you want to help those in need in Syria, I recommend these 2 organisations as I have personally watched their great hands on work to get aid into Syria. Things are deteriorating rapidly daily. The situation is out of control in Syria and like no other war crisis situation you can imagine. You are only seeing a small percentage of what is happening in the news.

Human Care Foundation Worldwide
www.hcfww.org

If you want any further information on the best ways to help those in need in Syria, please feel free to get in touch.

With Peace & Love,

Yasmin x