او باید می رفت
سه شنبه, 31 شهریور 1388 ساعت 13:57 | 
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باید می رفت..چاره ای نداشت.... از همین حوالی بود... به صداقت خودش شک نداشت.... اما طاقت رفتنش هم نبود. سال های سال در این منطقه با آشنا و دوست نشست و برخواست داشت و بازی و دور هم نشینی. شب هایی که با اعتماد به نفس خاص خودش همه رو به خوابی آسوده می برد.. اما الان وقت رفتنش بود و همش تقصیر این چیزایی بود که تا به حال ندیده بود.دیگر حتی به پشت بام شان هم نمی توانست برود چون دیگر پشت بامی نبود.. باید می رفت دیگر فریاد زدن هم یادش رفته بود دیگر دوستی هم نداشت که با هم به صحرا بروند و با هم گله ها را بچرانند... باید می رفت چاره نداشت....
او رفت ..دیگر پیدایش نبود...چند روز بعد تابلوی "شهرک صنعتی" را به کنار خیابان نصب کردند... و مهندسی بیسیم زد که لاشه یک سگ در نزدیک کارخانه اش است ..کمک خواست تا مامورین شهرداری بیایندو جمعش کنند... آری او مرده بود چون دیگر روستایی نبود .
He must had left
He must had left …he didn’t have any alternative…he was from this zone…he was quite sure about his trustfulness .but he could not stand to leave there too. For many years, he has had deep relationship with his relatives and friends, chatting and playing. Many nights, he had made people to sleep calmly with his special self confident….But now; it was not a good time to leave. And all was because of those things that he had not ever seen before. Even he could not climb to their roof, because there was not a roof any more! He must had left. Even he could not recall how to shout any more! He did not have any friend to go to meadow with, to take the cattle to graze. He must had left. He did not have any alternative.
He left…
Some days later, the sign of industrial zone was installed by the side of the street and an engineer called to city council, reporting that a crop of a dog was close to his factory. He asked city-sweepers to come and take it away.
Yes, the dog was dead, because there was not any village any more.
translated by: Sona Ayadi
آخرین بروزرسانی (یکشنبه, 26 اردیبهشت 1389 ساعت 12:50)