Women Who Blow on Knots by Ece Temelkuran

Author:Ece Temelkuran [Temelkuran, Ece]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: QuarkXPress, epub, ebook
ISBN: 9781912109944
Publisher: Parthian Books
Published: 2017-05-24T04:00:00+00:00

Muhammed’s Third Letter

Fine then, so people are dumber than we think but they can still make a real mess of the world. We can hardly work out what’s going on. And despite the sheer idiocy they still manage to devise incredibly complex traps for each other, concocted out of their own chaos, it’s beyond my comprehension. But you have nothing to worry about. You are humming along. You and others like you have come to this world to enrich us. And we are powerless no matter how hard we fight back!

Not everyone is blessed with a character and not everyone is blessed with a heart. But you have one and praise God it’s magnificent. I often think about the day I first discovered your heart like I am replaying the video of Maradonna’s famous goal. It had to be the hand of God! A beautiful song was playing, had to be something from Asmahan, and there were tears in your eyes. Then I remember how moved you were to watch a seagull fly differently from the others, alone, perhaps in the distance, not among a flock, all alone. Fine then… So you like to shed a tear or two but in this you can’t prove me wrong. Here’s a point someone like you needs to keep in mind: Hopelessness is the greatest sin. Sweetie, you need to accept the fact that every now and then you commit this sin. Yes I know I must sound a bit ridiculous so try to forgive me. What I want to say is this: it really wouldn’t be such a bad thing if you were to organize day trips for your heart now and then. I have no doubt that birdwatchers from all around the world would rush to Tunisia for such a trip. Kiss those hoopoe birds in your heart for me and please pass on my greetings to Süleyman. And please don’t be angry with me for all my idle chitchat, I’m shutting up now.

People who, like me, believe that if you slip into those baggy pants and wear socks and sandals – go for that style and fashion –you find the road to the Prophet. I suppose if we just look strange enough we’ll find some kind of heartfelt belief. But for those who fail to grieve with children, with their lovers, with street cats, even with the squawking wild geese, how will they ever hear the word of God? If the Prophet himself came upon them… A fool like me cannot know how the Prophet will temper them. But I suppose through patience and compassion he would call them to silence. Without breaking their hearts he would show them the drought inside. He would tell them their hearts had to be watered with the dew of poetry and love, and maybe he would urge them to go to pastures in the morning to carefully gather dew in their pockets to later drop them in their hearts. But still, as these hearts have lain fallow for hundreds of years I have no doubt the first harvest will be outstanding.

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