The startling glances of those around me as I try to hide my sudden tears. What can make upset this cold-blooded person? This time the story is neither detective nor horror. I hated love stories and didn't write them. This time the story is a girl's love of a father and her motherland which is the story of a girl who couldn't visit the grave of her father, who died 32 years ago. Armenian aggressors occupied the girl's motherland 27 years ago. She grew up and has waited for years to return to her motherland. The girl travels there in her dreams, wants to breathe in the smell of the soil when she wakes up. Yeah, I know her. The woman who said "I wonder if we can find my father's grave when we get back there" is my mother. We’ll return to our homeland. I t doesn't make sense to say anything now. This is not the end. Hopefully, I’ll make my first movie in Agdam. A.Alizad