Friday, October 29, 2010

Odyssey... 24- Ambiguous Soul

What does disaster mean to people, a kind of calamity that Hana and her family have faced frequently? How do people act in situations in which they have neither control nor a place or a friend to turn to? What words, if any, if they do not scatter with blowing wind, are suitable to describe a cursed life? And why for some people life is series of catastrophe while some others never see even one in their life long? These questions perplex Hana to a degree that she can not even imagine sweet dreams anymore.
While finding Karen seems impossible, the imminent Sam's visit temporarily heals the traumatized Farhad and Hana. Hana along with Valery, her class mate, check almost all the pawn shops for Hana's stolen rings. That shameless girl perhaps does not even know the value of those rings and may thing they are custom jewelery. Her motive, assuming, was fast cash, and where could she get money for stolen goods, Pawn shops? But that search ends with disappointment.
On a Friday afternoon, late in September, Sam comes home. To see her son, who has changed in eight weeks so much, brings a special kind of joy to Hana, a joy that she has never experienced before. Sitting in the living room every evening across from him, looking at him, his body, with a sunburned face, and very short hair, almost shaved at sides, and adoring this part of her, this young man with the attitude of an old, experienced man, becomes Hana's whole existence for the ten days of his stay. He answers his mother's questions about training and military life with short phrases which do not give Hana enough information. His secrecy, or perhaps privacy makes Hana to understand that she just can not treat him as before, even though he is part of her, a connected part of her that wants to become independent from her as she did when she was his age. In his distant silence, he tells his mother how much he has grown and he is a man with destiny, his destiny, not a supernatural fate that must be connected to hers. The inevitable ambiance between mother and son is like a sweet dream one remembers a long time after awakening. It comes a point that Hana does not want to change their rapport. What happens there, in that small living room, every evening, is an emphatic aura between two people who belong to different generations and cultures. As Hana is enveloped in that majestic grandeur, Sam in his speaking mind adores this little woman, his mother, the one who rises after every fall and gains after each loss. He admires this fighter, whom he has learned from dignity and nobility. If he knew how much his mother undermines her capability, he will perhaps breaks his silence and says clear and loud: "Mom, you're an extraordinary woman." But how can he? This fragile woman has always looked strong and powerful to him. He has never suspected her vulnerability, her glassy skeleton, and her sobbing in her alone time. How can he? To him, this woman has always managed, has always come back after each fall, but did she?
Hana realizes that Sam does not want to be bothered by the story of Karen's shameless act. So she makes it very short. Sam's response is not what she expected:
"I knew this is going to happen. I never trusted that woman." Then, he looks at his brother, hesitating for a moment, and then continues:
"She was messing around with me. I had to give her an ultimatum to stop other wise I would tell all of you!"
Farhad , at this point, do not get shocked by anything he hears about his impostor girlfriend.
Hana thinks how could he know and she could not even though she was suspicious? But this is not the only thing in Hana's life that she overlooked.
She remembers the inauspicious night of her mother's death while looking at her adorable son sitting across from her. How could she fail to notice her mother's heavy and irregular breathing while she was lying in the same room awake, pondering over her miseries?
Tehran-

To Be Continued

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