الأربعاء، 9 يونيو 2010

Unbeaten


Tough , resilient , tangible and sound as Scottish drums. Deeply rooted in earth womb with an ugly look , rough and harsh. The sun burns its surface and it stands as a mount , while winds slap its skin , leaving it hard and full of fork-like pieces of wood. It seems as if it forgets its purpose and aim of being on earth and has become only a thing that looks like a living thing. But , still , unbeaten.

This seat reminds people of victims of abuse or let's say it properly: survivors of abuse. As people smuggling to seek a good life , reaching the unknown shores after a sea trip, half of which was on boat under dignity and the other half was under the boat to wash up and polish dignity.

Or villagers reaching the city for the first time, seeing and admiring even the road boards. After few time struggling in the city , they lose interest, lose appetite to living there , lose linkage with the village and loosen in the middle of the trip between city and village.

Or as immigrants when they travel to a new country , start a family, business and life. However, they burry their identity under where they put their feet and become free of identity as if it were a virus or infectious disease . Eventually , they lose ability even to identify who they are and the pain and guilt that they feel become their identity.

Or as a child , holding bunch of fainting roses , begging people to buy in the street with bare feet and nearly bare body as well. No one notices his bare stomach that did not eat for days or his shivering words when he speaks. All what people know about him is to push him away , ride cars with speed so that dirty water flashes on his face due to wheels' rapid movement. Or if they are polite enough , they will avoid seeing him as if he is a big annoying fly.

Empty Wet Bench


In a rainy evening , I stayed under the rain without a shade , a shelter or even a cover. I was waiting and waiting , alone waiting in the downtown area .Waiting for them to come as they promised . However , it seems they will not come. May be because I am too far to reach or they are too far to meet. May be they changed the plan and decided to meet else where .Or may be they are stuck in traffic , each one in one side of the busy city. Or , may be it is too cold to meet under rain in rainy evening , while each one had a long day and has a long day going to catch. All in all , they did not come to meet , but I hope that they justified for each other the reason why they did not meet or at least , in the worst cases, they postponed their date into another date , to a time when the sky is clear and shinning with light and weather is not cold.