Irregularities

That day, I saw Egypt the utopia. 2 million friendly people smiling, chanting, talking and ready to sacrifice their lives for what they believe in. The day before there was tension, fear and anger. Only 24 hours later there was victory in the eyes of everyone you see. The square belongs undisputed to the free people who came from all over Egypt to occupy it from the forces of corruption and oppression.

I talked with many people I don't know. We all had different views on things, but the main goal is unanimous: overthrowing Mubarak.

In the square you don't get special attention even if you're a celebrity. In Tahrir all Egyptians are equal with all senses of the word. As the night went on the visitors left, and the residents stayed. It was cold and rainy, but the square had at least 100,000 people still.

What affected me most was how classes dissolved in the square. Rich and poor talked, laughed and ate together. It didn't matter where you're from or what you do. It didn't matter if you're Muslim, Christian or neither. Nobody cared even those you would expect them to be extremists in normal circumstances. Bearded middle-aged men from rural areas camped 5 meters away from fancy rich girls in their twenties. Guys from the Muslim brotherhood debated and laughed with leftists. Mutual understanding was in the air, or shall I say freedom? Because this has always been my idea of freedom.

I'm proud to have witnessed that unique group of human beings and feel part of them for one night. I am proud my society was able to produce such a homogeneous mass of people, and I consider myself lucky to catch this rebellious spirit in its wake.