Falak used to suffer from the literal meaning of her Arabic name: it means 'space'. Falak was the seventh daughter in a row, her parents were so disappointed that they even lacked inspiration to come up with a proper name for her.
Now she has grown older, she is constantly demonstrating in Syria. During one of the first demonstrations in 2011 Falak ran into a handsome young man, who told her that Falak and her name are an excellent way of different. Loud shouting they walked the streets of their village; screaming against the system, but also screaming for hope for better times. From that day on Falak looked eagerly forward to each demonstration. One day he passed her again and whispered: "You are my revolution. I reach for the sky to pick a bouquet of stars and sprinkle it over the people on the street. The next demonstration will come soon and then I sprinkle my star on you. You are my astronaut forever."
Source: Women of Syria, Syrian Women's Network