Qalandiya - Mustafa is detained on his way to his new-born son in hospital

The last time armed agents of the ruling power destroyed the fruit stand that was Abdallah’s source of livelihood was last August.
Of the stand, situated on one of the junction corners, only shards remain.
First Abdallah withdrew at home in despair, but very quickly took himself in stride – after all, bread must be brought to the family table and expenses are steep, just rent and school fees for two of his children amount to over two thousand shekel, before food is even mentioned.
Abdallah began to work as a Hebron-fruit provider for shops and stands in Ramallah, but his debtors list grew and grew.
Again he had no other choice, and created a kind of stand where he stands at the crossroads and does what he knows best, selling the season’s fruit, baladi (local) as he calls them. This time the stand is smaller, more modest, located at another corner of the junction and Abdallah hopes that they, the armed Civil Administration or municipality agents who would raid his stand twice a year, will let him pass this summer in peace.
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For hours, Mustafa was stuck between here and there, waiting for the bureaucratic maze to be solved so that he would be permitted to take the few steps across the checkpoint and continue on his way to see his tiny new-born son who lies alone in Al Makassad Hospital in East Jerusalem, an 18-day-old baby born prematurely, who does not know that he is alone nor when any of his parents will come to sit beside him, caress and care for him.
The inspection booth personnel did not allow the man to cross the checkpoint, and his fatherly conscience would not allow him to go back.
So Mustafa stood, as if planted on the spot, leaned on the wall and waited. From time to time he would look at his cell phone screen, at his son’s pictures. He presented them to me as well, and allowed me to take a photo.
The phone also contains the transit permit he received from the authorities that morning, but a bureaucratic mishap occurred and the permit was not posted on the checkpoint computer, so the father was refused.
It would take some moments to fix this, they said, but the moments turned into hours, and more hours.

• Not long ago, a Red Crescent medical team member told me that bureaucratic procedure has become much tighter during the past month. When he said this, I did not know whether he was right, but Mustafa’s case – his helplessness and the photo of his helpless son – proved that I had been told the truth.
• And as always, I wonder why the secret Security Services are involved in medical cases and why a father is detained for whatever reason from sitting by his son in the hospital?