More than four years ago some of my friends and I agreed that what would happen might change Baghdad's face forever and I suggested driving through Baghdad's streets for the last time few days before the invasion started. Every one agreed and other friends brought a mini bus and invited other friends and it became more like tourist's tour.
Today I am convinced that the last tour decision was the best decision at that time. Baghdad was not the perfect place and was not paradise but it was better than now.
I saw for the last time Baghdad but it was then filled with fear and families leaving prior to war, men in uniforms in intersection preparing to war, trenches, shops owners closing their shops to leave but never the less it was the last time that I travel in Baghdad without fear of a fake checkpoint with gunmen to ask me Sunni or Shiite?The last time I see Baghdad ruled by a dictator and now I see Baghdad ruled by jungle law (if there is difference).
It was the last time that I see Baghdad's face not stained with blood as obvious as now.
To the most beautiful woman, to you Baghdad: your men are captivated by your love, love them back as you always did.