The man who had no shadow

by: Azad Argoushi

translator: Abdulkhaliq Yaqubi

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He had been looking for roses all his life. He was now lying on the hospital bed at the last stage of his life. His dreams were chained and gone, and in the end it was just despair. So at the end of each defeat he hated his bad luck. He hated his birthday and his mother and father who left their black fate for him. In the past, the source of all the troubles between his mother and his father was the same rose. He let go of all his organs on the hospital bed hopelessly. 

They were free to go wherever they wanted as the only reason they were together was to find a rose. Without this goal, staying them together meant nothing. His organs were separating slowly. At first his legs stopped moving. They were complaining about why they took heavy loads all these years. They said it was enough for us and decided not to go anymore. His eyes were wide open to witness the separation of his body. His heart was still working and trying to make a living. He lived for a set of shades he had never reached.

When the nurse last came to measure his body temperature, all his organs were cold and frozen. His eyes felt everything; when the nurse with black eyes and eyebrows approached and looked after him. Suddenly he felt that all his organs had become sensitive again, so sensitive that he felt the warmth of the soft hands of the nurse so deep. He shook as if he was born again. He stared at the black eyes of the nurse flying at this moment of boundless taste she had not experienced in his entire life. So he left that room and climbed up to the sky through the window, but his body was still on the hospital bed. The nurse with tears in her eyes drew the quilt on his corpse and then shivered something like a rose on his body; the rose that he had been wandering for years. He wanted to go back to his body through the window, but the window was closed.