Yesterday at work on my lunch break I took a walk outside and passed a nearby pond. A group had gathered and were trying to save some kid who had fallen in and could not swim. I kept walking as their situation did not concern me. I went back to work before our break was over and saw someone in the prayer room crying and praying out loud: Here I am, O my Lord, Here I am! Labbaik, allahumma, labbaik! I can feel it coming in the air tonight, Oh Lord! I've been waiting for this moment for all my life, oh Lord!
I remember when I first arrived in the US due to the different culture I was brought up in, the folks in town teased me and considered me "not right" and implied slight mental illness or simply being different. I was in a relationship of some kind with this girl in town. She once told me, “Everybody thinks I should be afraid of you, but I’m not.” The town's sheriff would take photographs of us and follow one or both of us in his vehicle. Eventually I caught her making love to an unidentified person. Shortly afterwards the sheriff also arrived and spotted me. I fled, leaving my scarf behind on the branch of a bush. My girlfriend disappeared under suspicious circumstances and was later found dead. Shunned by many, I was immediately considered the main suspect. While in the interrogation room, I was shown a white cloth, which the sheriff identified as the item used to strangle the girl. I denied that the girl and I were romantically involved. Locals vandalized o...
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