What I have to do is to tell my story to somebody to write it down and con it before they eradicate me because they besiege me from all sides, set fire around me, abstract my air, lurking me , ambushing me, they bide time to entrap me, to soop me down, to cut me into pieces, to put an end to my life, to nullify my entity. So that I don’t want to leave before telling my story. Not the whole, of course and with no details, cause it is so long to be recorded in a book so far I don’t have enough time to tell it as a whole, I ‘ll be limited to tell the main signposts of my life, just gleams in the night of epoch.

When Noah commenced to set up his vessel and as the rivers began to flow and the sky started to rain heavily and the deluge took place in Muharam AL Haram, I mounted the vessel with him, but my sweet heart remained standing on a high mound, looking at me and waving to me. I shouted to her, but she didn’t reply. I beckoned to her to be quicker, but she didn’t move, she remained standig there and the ship sailed without her. By then I sat alone, bowing my head, covering my face with my hands and a silent tear dropped from my eye, meanwhile a cat passed near me and stopped by me, it sympathitically meowed, I rubbed on its body and tail with my nude legs.

In the last watch of longing, I entered Alwarqaa city with uncovered face, bare footed, I penetrated into Ishtar temple, looking for my beloved among the harlots, but I didn’t find her. I picked up a nail and engraved on a stone “I love you forever”, I hanged the stone on the temple’s gate, hoping she came a day to see it. I felt despaired to leave the place. In the main street of the city I saw the funerals included young girls crying and shouting about Tammouz- the God of pasture who had been entrapped in Muharam Alharam, when they unjustly tortured him to kill him later. I scrutinized the faces of the charming girls, looking for my beloved among them, but I didn’t find her, I felt hopless with great wish to cry , I joined the funerals and began to moan, but I didn’t know whether I was crying for Tammouz or for my lover.

I became a companion of Gilgamesh and Enkidu through their invasion to the land of cedar and the sea of darkness looking for the everlasting herbage and my beloved as well. I saw the courageous Enkidu fighting the demon of the forest and defeating him, wrestling the wild Bull of Heaven in the squares of the city and knocking it down, but… alas, he emitted his last breath inside a closed room so that Gilgamesh rambled, sadly, lonely, looking for the everlasting herbage.


He dived deeply to the bottom of the sea and got it, but the snake stole the herbage and ran away while he was sleeping. Gilgamesh felt pain deeply and began to cry, I shared him his sorrow and weeped silently, but I didn’t know whether I was cryiny for Gilgamesh or for my sweet heart!! I returned back to my tent in the desert and casted my blunt sword out of the tent.

I got into Ur city in the land of Sumer searching for my beloved , I beheld them crowded, listening to Ibraham Alkhalil “the intimate”, so I joined them but we were attacked by Nimrud soldiers and they captured me to burn me with Ibraham, the ashes of my burnt body flew away to pass near the moon and caused a lunar eclipse and touched the sun to cause a solar eclipse, the ashes gathered away and being cohered, I remembered my footsteps descended on the sand.

They utilized me with the others to set up the Babylon suspended gardens, in the evening I swam in Euphrate, looking in the river for my beloved among the river brides, searching for something to eat, the waves moved around me carried geese and fish, but I remained feeling hungry and the river brides guffawed on me. Then they left all, I remained alone looking for her in my dreams. As the sun was about to set and the moon to decline, Babylon Tower collapsed, so I moved with the others towards Ashur, talking to the trees and stones about my lover, I passed by the Gypsies dormitories, I examined their tents, glanced at their women, dancing with the wolves and singing with the owls, but I didn’t feast my eyes on my sweet heart, I wept paifully in the evening, but I didn’t know whether I was weeping for Babylon Tower or for my dear one.

I acclaimed to them when I saw them raiding on their horses pulling out their swords, leaving the dust behind them in the desert, so I picked up my blunt sword and joined them standing with them in front of Kisrah mansion and I entirely tore it down and with its stones I set up a circular city full of comely mansions, lush gardens and wide squares. When the city construction had been perfected, the Sultan and his sons- accompanied with their assistants- entered the city and they possessed the palaces. They sacked me and my comrades outside the fence, but I waited their looking at the beautiful girls coming to the city from all over the world, but my beloved wasn’t among them so I wept sadly. I didn’t know whether I cried for my lost dreams or for my lover.

Then I entered Baghdad city and saw the people sitting in the cafes, feeling happy and amused. I worked at observatory . One day when I was working I observed Maghul legions moving on small and ugly horses. They besieged the city until the food and the equipments had run out. In Muharam Alharam at noon time, they ivaded the city and began to kill the old people and the children, they cut open the pregnants and burnt the books, they pulled down the minarets ,the blood and the ink mixed to colour Tigris. I stood alone at the river bank weeping, but I didn’t know whether I was crying for Baghdad or for my lover.

I felt despaired to return back to my tent exhausted in the desert, putting my things away, being addicted to my sad memories and whenever I saw mirage, I pulled out my sword and rode my horse running behind it, thinking my lover’s mirage, but I came back frustrated and regretful….