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09/06/2009

 

THE HARVEST DAY

 

     He stopped his car, got out with his wife and went toward a shopping center. A group of children drew his attention. One of them motivated his dog toward the sitters in front of the entrance, but the dog was looking right and left trying to find something to eat.

 

At the entrance, he stopped suddenly and jumped out of his skin, shaking. His wife whispered to  his ear, but he didn't answer. She tried to pull him, but he didn't move. She grabbed his forearm, but he stood still.    Then she left him, worried, and shouted for help. Everybody ran toward her, they gathered around him and their voices were heard:

 

* It is the envy. Said one.

* Another one said, "I think that it's a beginning of a cerebrum clot".

* A third one added " Or it's the palsy".

 

The tears vomited and mixed with his blood. Another shape and color, it's coal-black as the blackness of his mother mantle, which gave him her life and all what she had after his father's death, to fulfill her and his father's dream. She waited for that day to   come,   she was leaving her room every morning and evening. In the morning she was working as a housemaid. In the evening she was sewing dresses for women. And when she earned some money, she kept   half in her pocket and the other half to buy what her son needed and also the sewing requirements.

 

On the harvest day, she didn't feel happy. A bullet  was fired into   his mouth and  she was killed.

 

* To whom will you leave me?

..... I have to leave.

* To wh..o..m will you leave...me?

..... I must ...lea...

* To wh..o..m.... 

A paralytic, lank and sick body, putting his fist on the ground, trying to lift  his body and pushes it to the front, to the defiance....
                                    
    Their eyes met. Her groan was flaming and its wind gusted the entire place. It uprooted her sweat drops. She hit her chest by her hand and put her right hand under her left breast, taking out  some money package, which was the same of the heart size. She removed the knot and gave it to him. Then she ran away while her shadow was  following her.

 

                                           DOHA - OCTOBER 1995

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DOHA - OCTOBER 1995
* It was published in Al-sharq Qatari newspaper in 28-3-1996.

 

 

 

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