Hi justice fighterz! I hope each and every one of you are doing well and getting ready to commence with the new year� As usual, alot of you know that I try to keep you all updated as often as possible because I consider you my team and I owe you not just gratitude for keeping this movement alive but I owe you the news and updates in regards to this case. Anyways, its been quite a challenging week for me. Besides this petition I have my personal life, school, etc. However, this petition has basically become my occupation despite the different things going on in my personal life. Furthermore, I have had interesting encounters with alot of arabic females (mostly from Saudi Arabia) who have thanked me for doing this petition. Obviously I could not take the credit because I'm the kind of person who would be more satisfied in seeing the fruits and results of what I am trying to achieve instead of counting my chickens before they hatch. However, I did take the compliments with an open heart and thanking those women as well for their immense support in this cause with me. I also happened to be contacted by a group of women who are in the same predicaments as the victim I started this petition about. Many contact me on social media, telling me their stories, the struggles they face on a daily basis and how they would witness those same struggles affect other females around them too. To read and to hear so many horror stories of what these women go through has often made me feel like I wanted and NEEDED to do more. The urge is so great that I find myself daydreaming about unrealistic ventures such as booking a plane ticket to Saudi and saving some of those oppressed women. Knowing that I cannot be physically there for those women breaks my heart. Knowing that I cant give them a hug or simply take them out for a cup of coffee or ice cream as a treat dampens my mood. At the same time, its been a great experience for me. I have learned just as much as I have taught. I have listened just as much as I have spoke. I have served just as much as I have led. To be graced with women who carry their own scars some visible to see and others hidden as night, made me realise how thirsty our humanity is. Humanity is in its stages of depravity. Depravity of love. Depravity of protection. of helping hands. Of justice. Of Love.