How Can We Get Rid Of Musterbation In Islam

Northbound

For Lázaro Guzmán

N ACI 1974. In that year a revolution ended with the dictatorship of Oliveira Salazar in Portugal and soldiers roamed the streets with red carnations in the barrels of the guns from the popular joy. My mother, always attentive to the movements that shook the world, kept a newspaper clipping of those events in Lisbon.

the end that revolution failed like many others, but always remembered the picture accompanying the story, a girl who looked to the soldiers from the crowd. The girl's eyes as large as the full moon, encouraged my childhood universe, wanted to meet her one day when I was big and could travel the world. "I want to be diplomatic," I told everyone, "to travel."

My father, who knew how difficult this race can be studied with limited seating and no contact, defined as "leverage" that could help, he thought it best to start saving so that when I turned the age of majority could travel Moscow's tourist trip only allowed for Cubans at that time. The problem was that when I could have saved money had already dropped the socialist camp and the tourist.

Over time I became an engineer and managed to work for an institute as a researcher. I could then travel to workshops and seminars to Latin America and Europe, until one afternoon in December 2002 decided not to return and "defect" in Mexico. Already

my visa had expired 15 days, so I was illegal, so I started the application is lodged with the Human Rights Commission. He had saved some money, so while deciding my case, I found a small room in Matamoros street in the heart of Tepito market. In the morning walking among the smell of fresh tortilla posts and the "wipe guerita is cheap" sellers of stereos, jeans, tiger ointment for sexual potency and other Chinese trinkets, some legal and most of smuggling.

A Mexican colleague who had known a year ago at a workshop in Costa Rica, I had promised to work in a research center in Oaxaca once had my papers in order, everything was a matter of waiting and if I could get me some work much better.

found a job in Computer Plaza as a seller of hardware, but the pay was so low that spending more on going to work than winning, so I decided to stay quiet in the room and spending the least expected of asylum political. I bought cans of tuna, crackers and instant soups and with that I put up the storm.

took nearly six months and the same evening that could not take over the tuna in a fit of vomiting, the Commission denied the asylum me, advising me to emigrate to neighboring countries with a letter of safe passage way to avoid problems at checkpoints . The two options were Guatemala and the United States, if my heart ever had headed south, for this once and for all shifted to the north.