We're now in the first real hiatus since the Arab revolution first started off in Tunisia. Who would believe that all this flux began only in January of this year, that five months ago nobody would have imagined an Arab world without dictatorship or oppression? As things grind to a halt in Libya, Yemen and Syria, one could be forgiven for starting to feel despondent. That somehow the ride is over. But it is not over. In spite of all the lies and confusion that is being deliberately spread by the regimes, change is coming. I write this to cheer my mood, to give myself hope that the future will be bright. It will be, it must be. To give up hope is to give up life.