الاثنين، 1 مايو 2023

 90

Om Gedo



From Republic Street, first Faisal

Between Sharif and Saudi Al-Sanadili Streets

Corona time, fireworks and firecrackers

and drugs



Om Gedo


I stay awake for a long time until the morning call to prayer every day.. I travel the distances back and forth. I memorize the millennium: our speech is a useful word, like Istaqim, a noun and a verb, then the letter of the word, and the decision from the poetry of Zuhair, Al-Absi, Amr Ibn Kulthum and others, until it gets tired of me, so I lie down on my bed of newspaper after putting out the lamp, leaving the door of the introduction The tent with the rear door to create an air current that calms the boiling of my body because of my emotion with poetry.

I heard the groans of a woman groaning and groaning.. I used to hear these groans of women before the dawn of the first Thursday of every month. Perhaps the pain reaches its extreme at this time, after a month of hard work in the new units in the urban area adjacent to the Sahara Oasis, so she was able to support four daughters and a son after The marriage of Eid al-Haranfash, her husband, to another, who brought her from the group of small desert gypsies, as he brought her fifteen years ago, and threw her in the heart of urban areas, working as a cook and cleaner.

The matter was not much different with Ruqaya, the new wife, in addition to his work as a herb seller.. So Ruqaya lived in a new tent next to Umm Gedo’s tent, next to Umm Hamid, who lives alone after the marriage of her eldest son, Hamid, and her daughter, Tahani, so that her third son, Naji, came on vacation from his work in remote areas first. One Thursday of every month he spends with his mother Thursday and Friday, and returns to his distant work on Saturday morning, so he spends his month of work and returns to catch his breath and throw his bones, as his mother says: One of her foods that Um Jido always helps her with until Nagy regains his strength and ability to work .. Umm Hamed took care of her three sons after The departure of Hamid Al-Rayek, the emiri employee in one of the urban institutions, and his pension was able to meet the expenses of his children, so he did not lack them alive or dead.

Eid al-Haranfash daily takes part of the income of Zuhaira al-Aqlfatawi, the mother of Guido, and part of the income of his new wife, Ruqayya, so that he can cover his daily needs of honey and opium.

I continue to memorize the prescribed poems on the outstanding doctrines, and return to Ibn Malik memorizing his system: Baljr wa Tawween, Nada, Wal, and a predicate of the noun, a distinction that happened.

Beta did, came, and ya qibli.. and noun qiblin is a verb that clears.. other than the letter is old and did not fulfill.. the present tense that follows is not kishm.

I smell fragrant musk, and the woman is still groaning from the pain squeezing her body, as her work all day long as a housemaid in urban homes is very hard.

I turn off the lamp again.. I block the air coming out from the front and back doors of the tent, and I throw my body on the sheet bed in the middle of the darkness of the night so that none of the neighbors can see where I am, even Um Jido facing her tent is mine.. Umm Majidu comes out of Umm Hamed's tent stripped after her eyes are reassured On the darkness of the night that surrounded the tents of the neighbors and the lights of the lamps disappeared, so Naji Ibn Umm Hamed catches up with her, organizing his successive breaths.

I am unable to hold back my cough, which comes out through my nose.. The two look at the source of my sneezing, and find me lying on the bed, eyes open. I look at them, and my eyesight has caught my eye in the heart of the darkness. Guido to her tent, unconcerned with my presence.

I return to my standing, after I light the lamp one last time. I continue to memorize the poem scheduled for her oral examination tomorrow.

  

  A short story written by / Mahmoud Hassan Farghaly

Member of the Writers Union

Member of the Syndicate of Film Professions


mahmoudhassanfarghaly@gmail.com


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