Huroobi Ila Al Hureya | Ali Izzat Bigovic

What the reader sees, and perhaps will read, is my escape to freedom and unfortunately, of course, it was not a real escape, but I wish it was. This was the only possible escape from Foca's prison, with its high walls and iron bars; The flight of the soul and thought. And if I could escape, I would choose the real escape; physical escape.

I also suppose that readers would rather listen to a thriller about a prisoner's escape from a maximum security prison than read my thoughts and comments on issues in politics and philosophy.

I could not speak, but I could think, and so I decided to make the most of this possibility. At first, I had silent internal conversations about all things and commented on the books I was reading and the events outside the prison. Then I began to write down thoughts, secretly at first, but later I became more "courageous", thinking, reading, and writing.

These are thoughts of freedom, both bodily and inward, of life and destiny, of people and events, of books I have read and their authors, of imagined letters not written to my children; In other words, all that a prisoner had in mind during two thousand long days and nights.