Inspired by real events and imbued with themes of love, hope and migration, Bury me, my Love tells the story of Syrian refugee Nour and her husband Majd as Nour undertakes a perilous journey to safety. Bombs have been falling for years on Homs, Syria, tearing the city to pieces and spreading death. So when her younger sister is added to the list of casualties, Nour can’t take it anymore. She decides to leave for Europe, with hopes of a better life. Her husband, Majd, can’t come with her. He recently lost his father, too, but his mother and grandfather are still alive – if he goes, they won’t be able to make it without him. So together, Nour and Majd prepare her trip as well as possible. They study the maps, make a list of items she could use, gather their meager savings and buy two smartphones to keep in touch. They’re both frightened and restless. And one morning, Nour hops on a truck with her backpack on her shoulder. Before she leaves, Majd hugs her like never before, kisses her on the forehead and whispers a Syrian farewell saying:
“Bury me, my Love”
In Arabic, “Bury me, my Love” is an expression that means “Take care”, “Don’t even think about dying before I do”. You might say it to a loved one, before going separate ways. They are the last words Dana’s mother told her to wish her good luck, as the young Syrian girl left her country. It was on September the 19th, 2015, when Dana had decided she would reach Germany at any cost. Bury me, my Love does not tell the story of Dana’s travels. Thanks to Lucie Soullier, a journalist at lemonde. fr, and to her article, “Le Voyage d’une migrante Syrienne à travers son fil WhatsApp” (“The Journey of a Syrian Migrant, as Told by her WhatsAppMessages”), we know Dana’s story. But even though both women are part of our editorial team, Bury me, my Love isn’t biographical. Our two main characters, Nour and Majd, are fictional. They do not exist, or rather, they exist collectively. They are a multitude of men, women and children: Dana, her mother, her brother-in-law… as well as thousands of others who flee their country – or watch their relatives flee – all in hopes of finding a better life in Europe. This story is about those who achieve that goal. It is about those who don’t. It is about those who die trying. It is about the world around us. Something which we hope will lead you to keep pondering on after it is over.