We Carry the World… and Think Our Hands Are Empty
Mohammad Hawari
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In the past, exhaustion was visible.
A weary face, tired hands, a body that understood the weight of long days and hard work.
But today… most of us appear perfectly fine.اضافة اعلان
We laugh, post our photos, reply to messages, follow the news, and move through our days as though nothing is wrong—while a silent exhaustion slowly consumes us from within.
A fatigue that has little to do with our bodies, and everything to do with our minds and hearts.
We wake up to headlines, fall asleep to comparisons, and spend our days surrounded by other people’s lives, opinions, achievements, and worries, as though we are trying to carry the entire world inside our small minds.
A man once sat in a quiet café.
In front of him was a cup of coffee and a beautiful sky, yet he looked at neither.
His finger kept scrolling endlessly across his phone—from tragic news, to a humorous video, to economic fears, to the carefully curated happiness of strangers.
When he finally stopped, he whispered softly:
“I don’t know why I feel suffocated.”
The truth is, we no longer live only our own lives…
We live everyone else’s alongside them.
Technology alone did not exhaust us, but it connected us to everything, all the time, until we forgot what real rest feels like.
We became afraid of silence, uncomfortable with stillness, as though pausing for a moment meant falling behind.
Perhaps what we need is not a long vacation, but a moment of clarity—
a moment in which we quietly close the world for a while, just to hear ourselves again.
Because it is not always the road that exhausts a person…
Sometimes, it is the noise that walks beside them.
A weary face, tired hands, a body that understood the weight of long days and hard work.
But today… most of us appear perfectly fine.
We laugh, post our photos, reply to messages, follow the news, and move through our days as though nothing is wrong—while a silent exhaustion slowly consumes us from within.
A fatigue that has little to do with our bodies, and everything to do with our minds and hearts.
We wake up to headlines, fall asleep to comparisons, and spend our days surrounded by other people’s lives, opinions, achievements, and worries, as though we are trying to carry the entire world inside our small minds.
A man once sat in a quiet café.
In front of him was a cup of coffee and a beautiful sky, yet he looked at neither.
His finger kept scrolling endlessly across his phone—from tragic news, to a humorous video, to economic fears, to the carefully curated happiness of strangers.
When he finally stopped, he whispered softly:
“I don’t know why I feel suffocated.”
The truth is, we no longer live only our own lives…
We live everyone else’s alongside them.
Technology alone did not exhaust us, but it connected us to everything, all the time, until we forgot what real rest feels like.
We became afraid of silence, uncomfortable with stillness, as though pausing for a moment meant falling behind.
Perhaps what we need is not a long vacation, but a moment of clarity—
a moment in which we quietly close the world for a while, just to hear ourselves again.
Because it is not always the road that exhausts a person…
Sometimes, it is the noise that walks beside them.
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