While in Syria I made a visit to Maysaloon and the grave of Yousef al Adhmeh. The gate was locked so I only managed a photograph from afar but the whole area was hauntingly beautiful and quiet, at least when I visited it half an hour before the Ramadan Iftar. I wasn't very impressed that the Syrian president's picture had to be adorned here too. It was unnecessary and tasteless in my opinion.
After taking the picture above, I turned around and realised that both my aunt and her husband were saying the Fatiha for his soul (it is to comfort the person). I did the same for him, realising that this wasn't just a figure in a history book or a black and white picture anymore, but a living breathing human being who had given his most cherished possession at a time when he could have abandoned his values, religion and principles. He could have walked away. Now, because of what he did, I don't think it was France who won on Maysaloon that day, but Yousef and those who were with him. Rest in peace.