Usual Life in Unusual Place In my way home after a tiring dense course, I pass two long streets walking in order to get a car because of the fuel crisis in the strip. I was looking from the car`s window seeing the crowds as usual , Gaza full of people and cars comparing the space of Gaza, and even seeing a few cars is something "usual" due to fuel shortage. However, the most thing can disturb that rhythm of people`s life is cars sirens. Drivers use this sound too much mostly for unnecessary things..awful annoying sound. " why does not the government take fine from drivers who make this sound". The car continues rounding in the same streets I know well whenever I want to go out and get back "as usual". While looking to people ..some are in hurry ..others are working on a building, a few are sitting outside their shops chattering, my brain ( consciously) grasps apart from one of Abdulhalim`s songs saying " my heart...