الخميس، 6 أبريل 2023

 gypsy worlds


71

New silk pants



From Republic Street, first Faisal

Between Sharif and Saudi Al-Sanadili Streets

Corona time, fireworks and firecrackers

and drugs



New silk pants


Abu Samah got out of his clothes, and the new silk pants that he bought from the Gharabou market in the tribal space remained, after he cursed and cursed his wife’s barking fathers and mothers until the seventh grandfather, because she did not stop asking for the endless needs of the little girl and her.

Zaiza al-Khawaziqi grabbed the large bucket and filled it from the small canal that connects between the spring of water and the landing of the five palm trees to pass in front of their tent.

Water flows into the small canal, so the piles run to precede it, grab the bucket, fill it and then toss it in the air. He draws tents on the ground of the path, whose hearts are sheltered by the gypsies of Jumeirah Hill from the intensity of the heat, and they close all its doors and outlets after the year has become one season of summer in the vast desert.. it pours Abu Samah drew water on the face of the earth and his naked body to extinguish its flames.

Zaiza Al-Khawazi continues to draw the features of the area for the people of the oasis with his limited bucket of water, after all the women opened the water containers in preparation for a nap, if the men were found under the domes of the highly ventilated bathrooms, to no avail.

Roumieh al-Sabegh opens the window of her rear tent overlooking the trail of Abu Samah, which was named after him because he was the first to live in it, so that al-Khawaziqi could jump inside.

Roumieh quickly closed the window behind Zaiza so as not to catch the eye of any passer-by.. Sneeh barked at her husband, but he did not answer.. Little Samah screamed from hunger after the mother’s milk had run out, so Sneeh hurried out to bring her husband to get some goat’s milk after her milk had dried up in the third month After giving birth, she met a demon from the jinn during her visit to her mother's grave.

The bucket lying on the ground met the face of Sneeh, and she was surprised that her husband had disappeared, so she called out to him at the top of her voice, but no one answered. Which he earns from his trade in camels.

Adly Reiman knocked on the door of his house, so that the piles would jump out the back window, naked even from his new pants, and he would run to the door of his tent and find it locked to continue the call. His wife beat him and hand him over to the police station.

Aais al-Nabbah gives his daughter some dirhams in light of his new wife’s resentment. Sneeh leaves, carrying her daughter, to start her search for her husband, and the women tell her about his whereabouts. Snatching it from its place until the clan council considers it an issue.

Adly Reiman Roumieh asks his wife about the new white silk pants that reflect all the heat of the scorching sun and make the body feel cool, so she tells him to buy them for him from the Gharabou market in the tribal space, so he wears them for many weeks until Roumieh decides to clean them, so he takes them off, washes them, and then spreads them.

Sneeh the barker sees her husband's pants bearing three drops of blood from her injured hand as she inserts the thread into the eye of the needle, so she hurries to the sawmill and picks up the pants...to go to the tribe's wise man and tell him the whole story, so he orders a meeting between the detainee, his wife and their young daughter, and they return after an hour to their tent.

Roumieh and her husband, Adly Reiman, left, who had only one son, and then gave up childbearing.. Zaiza decided not to go out to the trail and draw his beloved shapes during the long summer season, and clung to his new pants, which was the real reason for his release from detention. .


A short story by / Mahmoud Hassan Farghaly

Member of the Writers Union

Member of the Syndicate of Film Professions


mahmoudhassanfarghaly@yahoo.com

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