Upside-down sky

What connects me to all this?... A past I will get rid of when I look out of the airplane window as it takes off towards the language I fled to... characters I pushed away with my own hands from life, and others I will push away with a movement of my head, I shake my head vigorously so that their images and days fall off from a height not far above the surface of the sea. My mother, Falah will tell me that she died after my departure by a year or less or more, he did not find me an address there so I could attend her funeral, I will pretend to be sad, and maybe thank him for her care, a house I did not enjoy as I should, a house of sandy stones and concrete columns and humidity and extreme silence, when I return I will sell it and leave "Al Jahra".