This is a simple story ... the story of a man who loved the sea.
A fisherman stood at the shore, his toes in the sand and a ray of light beautifully shining on his face. Intoxicated by the romance of the waves, he wrestled the sun and looked ahead .. My God, he was exhilarated by the sea. It was never lonely, never afraid and always so wisely superior. He had been fishing here his whole life ..
The sea had cast a spell on him. It had become his companion in long fishing days that turned into nights, his lover when he became lonely, his teacher when he sought a little wisdom. He swears he would often hear the waves say: “Don’t fight the sea, dance with it”
And so he did .. he became a storyteller, a believer, a traveller, a dreamer, a lover ...
He had been chasing happiness his whole life, only to find it in the depth of the water, the calmness of the shore and the majestic roar of the waves.
The sea of happiness had offered him a humble living; but Zakhia, being the man he is, found an opportunity for more ...