Search Within My Silence

. . . Skinny, trembling fingers, children seeking for a star to hold on to in the dark, a sun ray to warm them up. Rania got scared and angry. How badly she wanted to shout, 'Enough is enough! There's enough light and sky for everyone' She bit her lips, until they started to bleed. She hesitated. Who would listen to her, after all? She no longer ha d anything to expect from a society that laid everything waste . . . Five children are each laden with a bag on the back, full of unfulfilled dreams and desires, left in the lurch in orphanages, like unasked-for commodity. Their eyes well up with tears, as they are covered in the dusk, full of hands stretched begging . . . short skirts . . . high heels faces bereft of hope and with a question always hanging from their lips. Where shall they turn their look? What horizon may hide future's truth? How much salt there is in a child's tear! Elsi Christofia, First Lady of the Cypriot Democracy: 'A book which contributes to awareness-raising of people and society, at large. It conveys the message that prostitution of children, drugs and all forms of violence and exploitation are the results of lack of ideals and visions created by international consumerist system' Sotiroula Charalambous, Minister of Employment and Social Insurance: 'A torrent of emotion imparted in the author's eloquent style, with an artful and terse narrative, which keeps the reader spiritually and emotionally alert' Aristos Tsiartas, Chief of Mission Authority against Discriminations: 'True, stirring story articulated by an author possessing undeniable writing skills'