After Eisa’s death

After Eisa’s death By Rasuol Simia A story Collection

After Eisa’s death

This book is a collection of 10 short stories by Afghan author Rasul Simia. The stories are all about Afghanistan today. A bomb explodes in a corner of the city, while people who are miles away from the bomb and have only heard its sound, feel that something collapses in their hearts. Anxiety is a constant in their homes. The names of these stories are as follows: It wakes me up, everyday, The pain and my body, restless, do not leave me behind, hands that smell of sugar, in a rotten picture, stressed stutters, owl moans, after Eisa’s death, my mouth smells of you , Madmen die simply. The stories are very fluent for the Persian-speaking reader, in addition to the fact that some Afghan words are used in the stories, which adds to their beauty and linguistic appeal to Iranian readers.
Part of the book
The darkness and cold of Yalda night has reached the houses. The stars no longer shine in the village out of Oil. Darkness has taken over everywhere and the cold has frozen its houses and people. Darkness and cold have even reached our eyes. We Sleep and We wake up sequentially. Sometimes we sleep that the darkness passes sooner and to see ourselves in the end and sometimes we stay awake. Waiting to hear our little sister who has left to take the white beards here to beg for forgiveness. We are attached to each other tightly to keep the cold away from ourselves and not to shiver. It was about evening, the day before that we were brought in this dungeon. It smells of dirt and mud.

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