A walk in the desert that has become incessant. The soul is even more withered than the face, torn by the sand. Finally, a faint scent rises from the horizon, like the mirage of an oasis. A thousand sweet flowers, forbidden Hesperides, and flourishing trees fill the air. The oasis is no longer a mirage, it is reality, change, new life: “Had?s”. Had?s in Arabic is the sound of the word whose corresponding meaning is “Change”.