I Ali Al-Raimin, Mr Muscat ... I confess .... It is the fourth day of the sixth month ... My property was confiscated and my cuts were burned and destroyed by the brutality of a mob that has taken captive my people. Generations ago my family was guard the welfare of a people. The afternoon of this day I surrendered to abandon ... into exile ... I went through my foot carrying my horses ... The sun was yet noticed the smoke from the hill ... my horses, they felt the aprtida come, the nervousness betrayed them in his gallop ... We decided to walk west on the trail of the sun ...
I felt abandoned by all, my most faithful friends accompanied me on this journey that did not foresee any end ... Only Allah, my God was my strength ... Laj