Chapter Four,____________ORDINARY AND RIFE

My souring moan beyond the turning ball
Is awakened to climb higher and higher.
I have denied the heart for desire
To reach above tear and fall.

There, I see eerie life,
Where the powerlessness frightens the bliss.
And my aching heart forever miss;
But it speaks of ordinary and rife.

As the turning ball envelops the earth,
And my awakened eyes learn to endure,
The new , glorious radiance, so near, lure;
My aching heart to a new hurt.
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Aria's letter were brought to Anna by Fro, her cousin. Now he knew everything about his father's deceitful mind and how that devilish act working against him. Meanwhile Fro was arranging to go back to London, where his love and the mother of his child was. Anna was very depressed to lose her friend; nonetheless, Shahzdeh and Fatie took her depression in a wrong way. They thought their plan was working and Anna was in love with Fro. Anna knew there was no return for her cousin. She also knew her letters to Aria and his to her would stop. When she brought that to Fro's attention he came with a brilliant idea. "Why don't you send your letter to Aria to me and then I mail them to him. I don't think your parents mind we write to each other." Nobody yet knew that he had no plan of returning even his parents. Anna thought that as long as they kept the secret of Fro's no return, they could continue their scheme. However, when both families would discover that Fro would never return to Iran, Anna's communication with her brother would also stop. Fro said that he would delay letting his family know about his plan.
When Fro left, her brain was drained of energy. She was impelled to a skepticism whether or not there would be a strong spirit in a vocation which was definitely and unquestionably beyond her ability. Searching for something real like the heart of things brought her a natural fear- a fear that stemmed from the core of her entity and lived with her forever. She came to understanding that there were no indisputable conflicts in her existence. It was only a despicable melody of exhausting endless recurrence.
Six months later when both families learned about Fro's marriage in London and a baby boy, they were all outrageous. Anna, of course, said that she did not know anything about it. After all, Shazdeh's plan did not work. In her last letter to Aria, she wrote him that her letters would stop because of Fro's marriage. Her parents would not let her write letters to a married man, who was disowned by his parents, and who was a perspective candidate to marry her at one point.
She felt as a person in delusion. She observed obscure things which brought her to a halt with no air and breeze. She was suffocating in that golden cage. However, one thing gave her a gloomy light; her parents did not have another candidate to marry her. She drowned herself in studying. At her sixteenth birthday, she was half way through the twelfth grade. She was despondently looking forward to her graduation even though her future after that was unclear. Her exhausted body and soul were joined together for another last attempt- an attempt for reaching an everlasting peace. In the state of numbness, the stern commotion of life was barred from her existence. She felt empty.
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To be continued