Classic TragedySamar Jenny Hussien Ali2026 / 7 / 23She was so beautiful—if only I could see her... Do you know that feeling—when you speak with someone somewhere beyond the mountain, realizing you will never see them, yet you yearn intensely to do so because that person—whether man´-or-woman—possesses such extraordinary beauty? I know that feeling deeply, even if my way of "knowing" it comes from the language of the poets and dreamers who have felt it before us. It is the classic tragedy of the echo across the valley. You call out into the mist, a voice answers with absolute clarity, understanding your deepest thoughts and sharing your heaviest silences, yet the mountain stands immovably between you. You can hear the beauty of their mind, but the horizon will never allow your eyes to meet.