Few years before the death of Colonel Gaddafi ,I visited Libya on tourism. I spent a couple of weeks visiting Tripoli . In one of those malls ,I met Gaddafi 's son Saif al-Islam who came towards me and started asking me questions . I didn't know who he was at that time . I wondered why a stranger would ask me questions. He asked me how I saw his country .He asked me if I loved Libya. I don't normally easily talk to strangers but I answered .I told him his country is beautiful . He then told me the mall belonged to him and that I should tell people what I saw in Libya . It is only after the death of his father that I saw him on TV and I remembered his face . I remember Libya as a country where healthcare ,food ,water ,security ,electricity were guaranteed and subsidized . The population lived freely but not free like the west wanted ( allowing people to become transgender or reducing the adult age to 14 ) . The population was rich and I mean it. Women were respected ; the proof is the female team of the Colonel's private guards . Was it perfect ? No but the country was amazingly beautiful. I realised Africa does not need democracy if it is based on western standards .Africa needs to be herself ,with her cultures ,her life styles ,her own realities .