My father whom I hate - Imad Rashad Othman

They did not realize that the doors of the cells are open, and that they can escape, for they were accustomed to these cells and never imagined that escape was possible, and that each of them has a spacious life outside his cell. How could they, when the cell was made by their loved ones?!; fathers and mothers, or uncles and aunts, or teachers, sheikhs, priests, and community leaders, who made the cells in the name of love or interest. Until one day, someone decided to dare and push the door slightly to open, and a glimpse of the light of recovery entered, then he dared more and went out to the corridor where the cells of pain are, and shouted to the imprisoned that there is light outside the cages, and that life outside the prison is possible and guaranteed and not forbidden to them as they think! Number of pages: 312