Serbia: Refugee and Asylum Seeker Support

Train Diary: Suhaib

Our team decided to make a "Train Diary". Refugees can handwrite everything what they have on their hearts, and feel some sort of relief on their trip.

My name is Suhaib. I’m 26. I went out from Syria, because there is no safety anymore. I’m married, and I will become a dad, and if I stayed in Syria, I would not have seen my baby. I decided to travel with my wife, looking for safety and stability and I could not find another place rather than Germany. I want to build a better future for my wife, child and family.

I want to become someone important who helps those ones like me. The war made us hate being human beings. It made us suffer a lot, and we were victims. For that reason I ask everybody, who will read my words, to believe that we are humans or remind us we are humans. Our trip was very hard; the hardest part was in Syria, then in Turkey.

We entered Greece with smugglers and step by step, we started to feel that we are humans. Of course, all of this is thanks to my wife, because she is strong woman, and my son who is inspiring me to be strong. I wish peace with all my heart. Thank you a lot because you gave me a chance to talk about everything what is on my heart. I wish to arrive to Germany and become a good example for Syrians and I wish you could help me to go back to Syria. That’s it, sorry.

Train Diary: Muhamed Ibrahim

My name is Muhamed Ibrahim, Syrian, city of Aleppo. I don’t know how to start or what to write, because I feel big sorrow inside me. First of all because of my country and my family who left without any meaningful reason and then because of the suffering that I am feeling right now and still don’t know if there will be more suffering. I’m asking myself why is this happening right now.

When we grew up and started building our future the country was destroyed and we have nothing left than the mercy of God. I was forced to run out of my country without my will because I had three brothers and now I am alone, a refugee without address. I thank to God for everything.

I know that I’m not lucky and this time I realize that ‘’the luck is a magnet, and I am a tree’’. Because after we risked our lives, and we passed across the sea safely, and we get into the country of Croatia and there the tragedy started, and the only thing left in my life – have been my love, my wife Valentina, that left her family and the whole her world, than ran out from bombing from Syria, with intention to come to Turkey and be with me.

I was planning to live beautiful life and fulfill all her dreams. But unfortunately I could not do anything for my girl rather than telling her that I love her. Now she is pregnant, she’s having our baby and that is giving me will to live. If I will have son I am going to name him after my brother, who died.

After we arrived to Croatia they treated us so badly, and they sent us back because of one reason – because I had Turkish stamp in my passport. But, other people also had the same stamp, but they all managed to pass.

Even if we had that experience, we will try again, and we hope that this time we will make it and we will have bright future, without blood, without war, without destroyed buildings. I am sorry because I wrote so much, but I was feeling like something is choking me, and now I feel such a relief. I thank the medical crew that was with us.

Train Diary: Muin

This is me, leaving behind me my country, leaving behind my family, leaving behind my kids, and leaving behind me a destroyed country, I don’t know. It’s destiny. This is me, looking for mother country, country of security and safety, and country of love and respect. This is me, a lost human, who does not know his destiny, who does not know when he would hug his brother, hug his sister, and hug his family, and I don’t even know when I’m going to hug my kids. This is me going to the country of rights and love, a country that respect humans, which respects feelings, and spreads hands for other people. After that, I think all the countries that contributed in protecting us and take care of refugees. I thank to the Red Cross and UNICEF. I thank to Medecins Sans Frontieres and I thank to everyone who contributed in the happiness of kids and women. With love and respect. Thank you, Serbian organisations, thank you Dejan, thank you Senda, thank you Ljuba, thank you Stefan, and thank you Europe.