After he spent the 12th of Ramadan away from his family in the darkness of Israeli prisons , the feelings of the editor, Hamed Faisal Abdullah, did not change. He was living for the first time the rituals and days of the holy month of Ramadan free, among his family and loved ones. He still felt sadness and pain whenever he heard the sound of the Maghrib call to prayer announcing the breaking of the fast.

He says: "Since my liberation, I have not lived the atmosphere of Ramadan as I should. Sadness and pain accompany me, because my soul is still with my comrades in prisons, and in light of the absence and loss of my mother, who wished to see me in her arms, and rejoice in my presence beside her on all occasions, especially in the month of Ramadan that I spent." Behind bars amid oppression and suffering.

He added, "These days, I remember my mother who was waiting for me and counting the minutes and days to hug me, after she spent many years at the prison gates patiently and steadfastly preparing to receive me and my joy."

And he continues: "The shock and great tragedy was when my mother died during my arrest, after she defied all odds to visit me, which she considered a feast day, but she left, so I cried when she was released because of her absence, and in Ramadan I miss my parents, and there is no taste of joy and happiness, I cry and grieve because I miss her food that I love." And no one will ever replace me."

34 years ago, Hamid saw the light in Jenin . He received his education until he finished high school, but the occupation cut him off by arresting him for his role and participation in his resistance since the outbreak of the Al-Aqsa Intifada. The contents of the house, they arrested me and transferred me to the investigation center of Al-Jalama prison, and there the harsh investigation journey began.

And he continues: "My family lived through all the forms of suffering during my trial period, amid extension and postponement until the arbitrary verdict was issued, and I moved between all prisons and shared with my fellow prisoners stations of suffering, oppression and oppression, and paintings of challenge, steadfastness and heroism, especially with regard to transforming prisons into academies and universities."

Hamed still remembers the atmosphere of Ramadan in prisons, and says: "The prisoners were waiting for the blessed month hotter than embers throughout the year due to its religious specificity, and their keenness to approach the Lord of the Worlds with worship, and among our steps is raising our demands to the prison administration to improve meals, and to facilitate procedures for families to visit their children and reduce inspection During the religious rituals of Ramadan, but the administration was deliberately mistreating and abusing us to deprive us of the joy of Ramadan.

Editor Hamid tells that the administration was deliberately providing bad food to the prisoners, forcing them to rely on themselves to buy their needs from the cantina, especially in the month of Ramadan. And vegetables, flowers, potatoes and bananas, and the prisoners buy meat and chicken, all of which are expensive.”

And he adds: "During the month of Ramadan, a group of prisoners volunteered to supervise the preparation of meals and the Ramadan table throughout the month. Despite the lack of capabilities, the chefs of the prisoners were masterful in preparing meals of maqlouba, mansaf, rice, milk and others, in addition to some salads, lentils and vegetables. The prisoners also prepared sweets with capabilities." Limited items such as "Balouza", "Awamah" and "Kunafa", which tasted good.

The editor, Hamid, remembers that the prisoners used to spend their days during Ramadan organizing religious and cultural circles, praying, and memorizing the Qur’an until the time for breaking the fast.

He adds, "After the university Maghrib prayer, religious lessons are held, then circles of remembrance and memorization of the Qur'an, and then the cultural and entertainment sessions, which include competitions during which prizes are distributed to the prisoners."

As for the pre-dawn meal, the editor, Hamed, says that it used to start an hour before dawn, when the prisoners spend the night and recite the Holy Qur’an until the start of the pre-dawn meal. He adds: “Despite our joy in the holy month, the prison administration was deliberately creating problems and provoking the prisoners by storming the sections.” And the rooms, oppressing and abusing them, especially at night hours to make them miserable and to deprive them of religious rituals.

And he continues: "Every moment I remember these scenes and stories that we lived in the prisons of the occupation, which did not subdue our resolve, so we were brothers and cooperators in all issues and situations, and today I feel pain and oppression because there are still prisoners, and because of the current conditions in which they live in front of the injustice of the occupation."

He continues, "Although prison was a very difficult experience in my life, I completed my studies at the Hebrew University, majoring in political science, and completed a year until the occupation prevented me from completing my university career, but the prisoners turned prisons into academies despite the occupation's will."

Hamed lives in freedom, but he considers it an incomplete freedom as long as there are prisons, and he says: "I am very happy to be with my family in Ramadan, but in every sitting at the table I see pictures of the suffering and patience of my fellow prisoners, and pictures of my mother, so my pain increases, but I cling to hope and supplication."

And he adds, "Prisoners, especially in Ramadan, die in prison a thousand times a day, due to torture, harassment, continuous campaigns, deprivation of their rights and gains, and the absence of their families from them. Therefore, the most beautiful gift for our prisoners in Ramadan or on holidays is their freedom, breaking their chains, and saying goodbye to their families."