Palace Walk by Naguib Mahfouz

Author:Naguib Mahfouz [Mahfouz, Naguib]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: nepalifiction, TPB
Published: 2011-10-17T20:15:31+00:00

Fahmy and Yasin until Sabir had finished singing “You beauty, why are you already in love?” Then Kamal started roving around again. When he passed by the reception room, his curiosity prompted him to have a look inside. He poked his head in and before he knew it his eyes met his father’s. Kamal felt nailed to the spot and unable to turn his eyes away. One of his father’s friends, alSayyid Muhammad Iffat, saw him and called him. To avoid angering his father, he found himself forced to obey this summons. He approached the man fearfully and reluctantly and stood before him, straight as a ramrod with his arms at his sides, as though a soldier at attention. The man shook his hand and said, “God’s will be done … what year in school are you, Uncle?”

“Third year, fourth section “

“Splendid … splendid Did you hear Sabir sing?”

Although the boy was answering Muhammad fiat, he had been careful from the beginning to answer in a way that would please his father. He did not know how to reply to the last question or at least he hesitated. The man took pity on him and quickly asked, “Don’t you like singing?”p>

The boy said emphatically, “Certainly not.”

It was clear that some of the men present planned to make a joke about this response, the last they would have expected from a person related to Ahmad Abd al-Jawad, but their host cautioned them against it with his eyes, and they kept quiet.

Then Mr. Muhammad Iffat asked Kamal, “Isn’t there something you like to listen to?”

Looking at his father, Kamal said, “The Holy Qur’an.” Expressions of approval were heard and the boy was allowed to depart. Thus he did not get to hear what was said about him behind his back. AISayyid al-Far laughed out loud and commented, “If that’s true, the boy’s a bastard.”

AISayyid Ahmad Abd al-Jawad laughed and, pointing to where Kamal had been standing, said, “Have you seen anyone craftier than that son of a bitch, pretending to be pious in front of me?… One time when I got home, I heard him singing ‘O bird, you up in the tree.’ “

AISayyid All observed, “Oh, you should have seen him standing between his two brothers and listening to Sabir with his lips moving as he sang along, keeping time perfectly, even better than Abroad Abd al-Jawad himself.”

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