life is a movie

I wrote many times about the incredibility of experience I had been having in Morocco. Suddenly, my life became much more interesting than ever before. With all these stories, I could write a good movie – a comedy, a drama, a romantic comedy and of course a romance movie with big loves and big disappointments…

Because of the experience of the last few days, I could add another kind of a movie – a detective story with the atmosphere of Agatha Christie’s books. A few days ago, me and my friends were sitting together in a circle trying to figure out who of us had stolen the money and the wallet belonging to three of us (three victims out of which two had lost only some money and the third person had lost her wallet with a lot of money and a lot of documents, credit cards and even the residence card) and then put it (the wallet without the money) to the gas shelve/box outside the house just near the balcony door. We went through the luggage of each of us before but didn’t find anything. We didn’t know who was the thief but we were sure the person was among us. It was like playing mafia. It was a game of suspicious looks that were trying to track every single weird behavior… Then we pointed the person who was suspected almost by everyone (because of acting really strangely). We only heard denials… We didn’t have any strong evidence against the person. No one saw him stealing anything. We had only small details that gave a big but not full picture of the case. We asked a lot of questions and heard a lot of answers that didn’t convince us. The problem is that we may be wrong. We may be accusing the wrong person. We are not 100% sure. We will never know.

So how am I supposed to behave towards this person? Should I trust him? Even if I take into consideration the fact that it might be someone else and he is innocent… Whenever I see him, I will always think whether he did it or not. I will never be sure. And these doubts are really driving me crazy.

Everything would be much easier and I would not care at all if not two small details:
1) I was one of the victims
2) He is my only flat mate