Publisher's Synopsis
The difference between the revolutionary days and today is like the difference between the moon and the sun. The sun and the moon appear in the same sky but at completely different times. And they do not wait for each other to shine. The moon disappears before the beauty of the sunrise. The sun sets before the beauty of the moon appears. These things happen as a sign of respect of the sun for the moon and of the moon for the sun. Life is like a journey on a train. Passengers come and go. Everyone has his own station where he must leave the train. Your journey is yours. Continue until you reach your destination. My own journey is not a history of my land. It is a history of what I experienced in that land. It is what I experienced in the land of history, in a cradle of civilization known as Mesopotamia, a land where they know my name. My name is Chro.
