My father and I were in Msheireb in a café to drink coffee and eat delicious food.

My father said to me:

"Did you know that in this same place was my grandfather’s pharmacy?"

Surprised, I said: 

"Really? That's so interesting!"

My dad started telling me all about my grandfather's achievements. 

Suddenly a boy came running fast past us and a watch fell from him right next to my feet.

I took the watch and told my dad:

"Look! It looks like it’s very expensive and old. I will run to the boy to return it to him."

Dad said:

"Give it to me, let me see it"

My father pressed a button on the watch, and suddenly we found ourselves in another place . The watch was making weird sounds . 

My father saw it and said:

"Ya Allah!!! Why? Why? Why is today’s date like this?

I said:

"What do you mean?"

My father said:

"Look! Look!" as 

he handed me the watch. 

I looked at it and to 

my surprise, the date on 

it showed 

(3/6/1922).

The watch was actually a time machine! We have not moved from our place in the cafe, but nothing seemed familiar! Behind us was my grandfather's pharmacy! We were not in 2022 anymore, we were in 1922. 

My dad spoke in shock:

"Yuba!" 

as a young man who was very tall, and was in a hurry walked out of the pharmacy.

I turned around and went to him to say 

"Salaam Baba Ali" 

but he didn't stop. He didn't hear me. He didn't even look at me. He can't see us!

My grandfather entered a house and we went after him. My father stopped walking and was silent.

Suddenly, he said:

"I remember… I remember this house."

"This was my old house...This was my room, and this is Nasser’s room, my brother" 

My dad was telling me while he showed me the rooms in the house. I was too surprised to say anything, and then my dad told me:

"Come on, let's go out from here."

"I will take you to the year of the Zubarah War" dad mumbled as he tried to change the date on the watch.

"The Zubara War? That you told me about before?" I said in shock.

Before my father could answer, everything changed again.

Suddenly, we were in 1937. We were at the beginning of the Zubara War.

 As we walked around, we saw my great-grandfather treating the wounded and I saw my grandfather bringing the medicine from the pharmacy to help him.