Time,
place, reason, where, why, when… water!
A few
days passed, I guess, or maybe I just slept?! For a few minutes, hours or days.
I do
not want to stay at the intensive room. Why I'm here?! Was I in a coma? How
long? Some people are up actually. Making noises or coughing some is shouting.
Some people are entering and exiting the room.
Hold
on!
That
women sitting next to my bed all day! I looked again! That is my mother!
My
mouth is as dry like the dessert!
I
looked inside her eyes. I didn’t look into anyone’s eyes until then it seems. I
smiled with tears flowing down my chin.
She
stood up from a plastic chair two steps away from my bed, walked to me and
cried. ‘Mama’ she said.
Everything
is green. I’m wearing a green cloth. Mom is wearing greens on her cloth. White
cloves. Everyone coming inside the room is wearing greens and white gloves. The
bins, the bed covers, the water bottles are green. ‘Mama! Water!’ Did I say
that? Now since I’m writing these lines I know I did not. I looked at the green
bottles and showed my lips. How? I have no memory of a word I said then. My
right arm couldn't move but I wouldn't know then. My left arm was connected to
serums to the bed. Perhaps I tried to lick my lips. She knew. I didn't have to
tell much. She put a piece of cotton inside the water. Squeezed it then started
to drop of water around my lips. It was such a relief! I was singing in my
head. (Arabic) ‘See how much the sea is
big… I love you more than that…’ I love you mother. (Arabic)
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