The two prisoners A short story by Yahya Al-Bolini He sighed deeply as he unleashed a hot hot breath out of his depths...
The two prisoners
A short story by Yahya Al-Bolini
He sighed deeply as he unleashed a hot hot breath out of his depths
Everything seems different since he broke out at the dawn of this day. The movement is constantly in prison in preparation for the movement of the deportations car that will take him and a large group of his colleagues to trial.
It is the day of pronouncement of judgment that troubles everyone in such condition
He feels that this day will completely change the course of his life
Handcuffs were placed in his hands and he was driven into a car, swaying left and right, while cigarette smoke billowing around him, almost suffocating him.
He feels that the sky is almost applicable to the earth, so everything around him is narrowed and no longer tolerates himself and does not strengthen his feet to carry him.
He does not know how long he has been in prison while awaiting trial, but now he does not care about what happened as much as he cared about what was left of it
Recalls his bitter memories that brought him to this place
Bitterness fills his throat and escalates with the tremors of the car that breaks the ground, violently bypassing everything around it on its way as if the whole universe is hurrying to pronounce judgment.
With the same violence that she was going through, that dismal car stood before the court
He found himself being driven, the guards around him on his right and left, and the handcuffs in his hand pressed hard on it, and he was pushed with others in a locked-up inside the courtroom
He made himself a homeless person, who did not feel with him and did not feel about him, so they all address those behind the walls who come for them, who cares for them, who is waiting for them to come out, or who is eager to see them in one look at them.
As for it
Nobody waited for him
No one spoke to him
No one cared about his presence
He did not care about his presence
Nor did he care about his absence or wait for anyone to leave
Examining all those present, looking in their eyes, perhaps he will find an eye looking for him and help her with a look from him
But he did not find
Check them again and again and again
And bounces back to him each time the first time with the same sorrow, pain and sadness
Despair of trying too much
Is this degree Han on the world and separated him from him and no longer cares about his presence or absence?
In a desperate attempt, he announced to himself that it was the last attempt
If in it, he sees two eyes attached to him, he glorifies him with all interest
Loosen his eyesight and return to make sure
He found them the same
Two eyes express sadness with great eagerness with a painstaking complaint
See who owns those eyes?
And you see those who were anxious to cry weeping?
Her eyes do not turn from him as if she knew him long ago or knew her
Her eyes ask him about his condition
A long time ago, no one asked him about his condition
Satisfied answered her
Don't worry, I'll be fine
Being beside me makes me feel safe and a bright tomorrow
I will change all of my past situations and actions
Yes, I was the one who brought me to this place and no one brought me
No one got mad at me, for I gained from myself and others
I promise I will get another person out of here
I am in it as you like and as you wished
I am imprisoned now
Between you and the walls and barriers and restrictions
I cannot move forward
Why don't you try?
You are free now
She sighed, and his heart burned her sigh and said:
We are both prisoners
I am not free at liberty as you think
My record is greater than your restraint
One judge will judge you tomorrow, or after the verdict will expire and you will leave, so how quickly the days pass
As for me, the society has ruled an eternal judgment that will not change, will not change, and will not be eased
I was condemned without hearing the victim
The one who has come to me now is free and loose, he does as he pleases and enjoys all possible pleasure, and even tries to convince everyone that he was a victim of me
Society ruled against me without taking pity or mercy in a victim who poured her blood and tears on the cusp of her murderer and her executioner
Excuse me
I will not be able to take you one step further
Just one step is enough to prove all of Ali’s previous charges, which society does not need evidence to prove
Only one step can expel me from every shelter I take shelter in
But I need you, let's continue the rest of our lives together
I need you more than you, so we are both injured, we are both prisoners, and we both must stay in his place
You cannot get rid of your chains and your prisoner, nor can I take a step for you, as it is for the remainder of my life
Their eyes met and embraced two tears that came out of their eyes in one moment and knocked their heads to the ground while the hand of the prisoner moved him and pushed him toward the painful car to make up the ruling that he heard nothing and did not pay attention
He no longer wanted to know or care about how much was left for him in his prison, as he did not care about what had happened to him in it
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