Hello.. everyone I hope you`re doing fine.. it`s been a while since I posted a
thread here
well, here you go .. I started writing this two months ago and I just finished editing it.. I hope you like it
In his cold unsympathetic cage, he kept waiting.. shuddering, wondering.. where did it all go wrong?..
He started talking to the bars.. telling it his story:
" Have you ever wondered.. how does it feel to carry that thing we call a heart..?
Of course, you don`t know how it feels, you`re made of steel, how could you ever understand.."
He raised his head, looking towards the moon through the barred hole and continued:
" .. It`s not easy.. to carry such a thing, at first it fills you with joy, happiness, and a sweet deep warmth..
even if you you`re still a young bud, fighting your way in the midst of a howling storm..
you`ll grow very fond of it.. I remember that feeling.. I truly do.."
Then, he released a sigh, while gazing at the sad moon.. and resumed with a cold tone..
" But they took that warmth.. after that, life became so pale.. the joy, the happiness I once knew..
have withered away for ever.. now... I know how you feel.. so cold.. and speechless
..the moon that we all admired for so long, comparing our blossoming virgins to its beauty..
is suffering the same pain.. deep within its beautiful face.. knowing that those legendary rays of beauty
are nothing but a mere reflections from the sun.
I know.. how it tastes..
that bitter taste.. of being used."
He paused for a moment.. and smiled while resuming..
" .. but my story has an ending.. in a few hours.. I`ll taste that sweet deliverance, while you`re sitting
here.. yearning for an end to this eternal pain.
After that monologue.. the night became very old, and a new day was born..
after the holy prayer.. he was urged forward by the executioner into the open ground
where everyone gathered, waiting for the event. after reaching " the spot "..
the executioner ordered him to kneel. When his knees touched the ground,
his body started to shiver, and his heart was beating so fast, clinging desperately to this life..
everyone was staring at him sweating and shaking.. he felt like he was going through a thin haze..
many pictures were blown into the air.. he rememberd everything.
" Now son, can you say.. rabbit?.. "
" .. ra .. ra .. bit .. rabit .. "
" .. My dear child, today you`re going to school and you`ll play there with little boys like you .. "
"..mama..I don`t like school.."
"..aww.. don`t worry my little angel.. when you get used to school you`ll love it.."
"..mama can I play with my friends at the garden..? "
his mom looked at his father with a big smile on her face.. and said :
"..sure..as long as you keep away from the street.."
he went joyfully with his friends, while his mother and father were standing there
thinking.. that their little boy is having the time of his life.
after they finished playing... everyone went back to his home..
" .. Hey there little kid .. you want some candy ? "
" .. can .. candy .. ? "
" .. Sure.. come inside i`ll offer you some.. because you`re a good boy .. "
Innocently.. he went inside.. never knowing that there was no candy..
The boy was thrown in front of his parents` house..
" .. If you tell anyone about this.. you`ll never see your mother again.. "
He kept this as a dark secret of his..
a secret that ruined his view of life.
and one day..
he met the perfect friend.. they were very attached to each other..
it was a beautiful chapter, which ended in a very tragic way..
" .. I swear.. I shall kill you for this.. "
They found him crying near the corpse..
they asked him.. why did you kill him .. ?
and this was his only answer : " he betrayed me " .
but they never knew, what happened..
He kept the reason for himself.. always.. echoing.. through his mind..
"..the thing that destroyed my life, did not destroy his.., but worse than that .. "
" .. he enjoyed it .. "
a warm tear.. escaped.. and the executioner was given the sign ..
" .. Don`t forget the Shahadah my son.. "
"I testify that there is no god but Allah and I testify that Muhammad is the Messenger of Allah."
The blade rose , reflecting the sun original rays of light..
giving him the pleasant emancipation he was seeking .
the flashbacks are cool; the images you presented are beautiful it’s like watching a movie.. hey .. you’d make a good director
god bless U
