Lamentations days

Three tales about life and death and hope. In the world, our world we are Arabs, reflected violence, murder, prosecution and punishment, scandalous and naked power feature across the Arab ages: past and present. No one is innocent in the space of this power, as no one escapes punishment and siege. This novel weaves a tapestry of the three tragic Bgayatea solo and connected at the same time. Central thread where a hidden dispenser, is like scattering seed in the land of the color of blood-colored soil. Resonate across this tissue rhythms longings life and hope and freedom, but violence and savagery penknife rupture this light fabric. In this eulogizing the narrator says: “Here I am I will scatter the story. The word minute is that I Antherha as a farmer sows Qamha in the ground through circular directions; and to be honest with myself, I am not sure of germination, through the soil I doubt the goodness of fertility. As I imagine, I try to tell something of time the fugitive, in the surveys scenic related local geography and cosmic Anne, through an ambitious almost impossible I would call: monitoring time transformed into an area of ​​unforgettable memory. Perhaps the exact word approaching: an attempt to stop time at the moment of the run-like recovery of the patient will develop memory loss ” .