Trafika Europe 9/10 - UK in Europe

Bakhtiyar Ali

hands over his soul, man should have the courage to gaze into its darkness. If not, what will he talk about with the One, the Omnipotent? Now I must sharpen my eyesight, take down my book of secrets and open up my book of sins. The young man who visited me that night was me, myself, when I fell for a shy, noble and most honourable woman. No one is unluckier than a man who takes a fancy to a modest woman. When I die, sick, bedraggled insect that I am, I will pluck up all my courage to tell the Lord of all creation that no one is so as unlucky as he whom God condemns to fall in love with a shy and honourable woman. As I neared the end of my life, my sole purpose to increase my worship and

consolidate my faith, God Almighty, He in whom all creatures take pride, inflicted upon me such an ailment that I still smart with it today, still simmer with a suppressed anger that boils up within me. One day I awoke and found myself in love, in love with a modest woman whose name was Baharbanu, who was your late mother – may her grave tonight be filled with more light than any other. Love is without honour. Love alone is above honour, the only thing to which both God and the Devil devote the same degree of labour ... I beg you, do not see this as blasphemy or regard it as the godless sentiment of a soul without hope. Love, my son, has two faces; one painstakingly created by the Devil, who spent all his energy upon

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