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Showing posts with label Taqi Akhlaqi. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Taqi Akhlaqi. Show all posts

Wednesday, October 6, 2010

Hunting Gun

He pointed the old hunting gun at the little girl, setting the gun carefully.
Hunter thought:
"What a gray beautiful hairs!"
Tried to target head of the little girl. Then shot. The target was hit.
The little girl with gray hairs fell down.
The hunter laughed loudly.
Suddenly someone attacked on him, complaining:
"Mom! Jawad's hitting my dollies."

Monday, September 27, 2010

Leaving


She always sits deep in thought, seeing the sunset, reminding home while drinking coffee without sugar.
She has lots of stories to say but believes no one's around interested in hearing.
She is probably alone but absolutely anxious.
She can recognize different faces around going and coming, talking in strange languages, using rarely familiar & sweet words, making her whisper:
"What the hell are you talking about?!"
She has right to think everyone could be a suicide bomber here but there is no where left to run.
She has to stay there and concentrate on her job, forgetting everything.
Now, I'm leaving her.

(I'm experiencing some kind of stories which have special meaning just for one)

Tuesday, September 21, 2010

Wednesday, September 15, 2010

Afghan War


American:
everyone can be a suicide bomber here.

Afghan:
go home. They are shooting at us.

Tuesday, September 14, 2010

Tombstone



He gently touched the tombstone. Momentarily, he pressed his cheeks against it. Below that tombstone was buried his fiancée Sapida. Her death was a very contentious incident. They said she had committed suicide.

Saeed, while had his cheek pressed against the tombstone, started to shed tears. He continuously whispered: "my dear sapida! My dear sapida…!" and shed more tears.
He was reminded of his past. Unconsciously he began to curse sapida's mother and father, her grandmother and grandfather, her elder brother and...!
While he was weeping intensely, he said: "my lord, curse all old men and women in this world, oh lord!!!"

He was groaning like a child.
In a little while with the help of his cane, he stood up and smoothed his white beard down.