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AZAD

Kurte rok : suzan AL EBÛD
Wergerandin bo kurd : xemgn REMO

di zindanoka xwe ya tekane de di roja xwe ya yekem de ,hestn w tevl hev bn .. bdengiyek kujek li cih zal b , bi zivr di w zindanoka xwe ya bi de , bi tirs di dihat, brann hizra ku w wek siyasetmedarek di v cih gen de bi salan bimne , w dorp dikir , dikir ku giyan w ji cih derne ,plek gir hinav w girt di pre qriya ji hiş ve ,mna ku bi qrnn xwe bang giyan dikir , da ku w ji v arensa bzar rihake ... ev roja w ya yekem b , l mna her tişt ku li destpk dijware daw giyan hemahingiy pre dike ,hemneşn di pre pbendiya bi arensa tar , dibe beşek jiyan i cwar din nayn pijirandin , bi v away heft saln pş , di zindanoka tekane de briyan , carna dema xwe, bi lvegera branna dibrand carna j bi brannn n re ku pknehatibn dibrand .. wan dida ser hev , dzayn dikir li brannn xwe ya n zdedikir .. daku di rojeke din de ya bmirz l vegere .. ne ten brann gencneya w b , na, bel gencneyeke w ya din j heb , ku btir bi tirs ciwan b ... pencereyek bik bi tln ji hev dr ,ku r dida piek ronya jyan bay paqij derbas bibin , eve gencneya w ya mezin b , ku bi rya w dikar b bi xwed re biaxive ... gazin hv j dikir gir y ku berzr ezman dib .. li wde ch ewra .. rok giyann bzar .. her roj rohnyeke lawaz , di pac re r dida , l ro r neda, ku bi bdengya xewnn w re bileyze , avn xwe vekir mendehoş li pac meyzand , matmay ma , ku du balendn ciwan hlna xwe di paca w de dikin !! di navbera şah mendehoşy de .. hestek tij aram li ser giyan w zal veda , ku ji ber end salan de wiha hest nebib , du mvann n .. giyann bbend ... roj bryan .. gyan hsirn w her weseleyek ji laşn w , bi herdu balindeyan hest dibn mna ku di laş balindeyek ji wan bi cih bib , bi rohilat roava re yar bi hev dikirin , bi brna rojan re , hlna wan ya bik bi hka xemil , di siberojek de , lka nikilokn xwe li kakil hka didan , divyan ku derkevin v chan bi aram li kenar pencerey bihminin , di navbera du snoran de , snor asoyn b pvan zindanoka bi k de , di pre jyana w bi wewa likan ve hate girdan giyan w hemaheng giyan wan b ,lkek bik ji nav likan , bi sipbna xwe cyawaz b ,her wiha bi hemneşniya xwe j ciyawaz b , bo v yek btir cih xwe di dil w de dikir , vga bi tkelyeke taybet pre tkel dib , bang dikir nav w j kirib azad deng l dikir , ew j dihat li nzk dev w datan , park nan xwe , di nav dev xwe de , jre dihra li ser lva xwe xwe pşkş w dikir , daku k para xwe ji xwarin vexwarin ji dev w bibe , bi dem re balindeyn bik hem firiyan , dr zindan li arensa xwe digeriyan , l azad bazikn xwen ciwan li hev dida , difirya pişt end demjimrek dsa vedgeriya cgeh xwe y rojane , li ser mil zindan , gava ku balinde bazikn xwen sip ji hev vedikir difiriya , bi baldar avdrya w dikir , mna ku giyan w hildifiriya , hestek ji serbestiyek b snor pre dib , hinde caran j bi demjimra li hvya azad dima , ta ku vedigeriya , hing giyan w j l ve-dir-eriya .. rojek ji rojan .. bi lerzn di hin-dir- zindanok de di dihat , dimeşiya b aram li pac dinr , ji ber ku azad venegeryab ... ar roj briyan balinde venegeriya , rdinişt da ku wan park nan xwe bixwe , l di ber w de nedi ,imk azad para xwe j nexwarib , xwarin di cih de dihişt li livna xwe vedigeriya , xwe bi serhede digvaşt mna dergşa di malzaroka tar girt de , dsa radib rdinişt digriya .. li roja pnca .. bi dnbn dihizir , hiş ku mab j , ji ser di , w awa careka din by giyan xwe jiyan bike .. b hv .. b evn .. dsa wek roja yekem di zindanok de , ji hiş ve ,avn xwe vekir di tariy de hişyar b , biryar da ku xwe b nan bihle ta ku ji birna bimre , ji roja ku heval w kokir , giyan w j devj berdab , ten laşek b kr mab .. rojn b hijmar briyan , ku ne xwarib nej vexwarib , bi ser dil xwe y y de diponij .. ji nişkave sberna bi ser roniya lawaz, ya pac de vegirt deng bi gelek balindeyan ket .. du balinde bi taybet , yek j derbas b li ser mil w b hz hate xwar .. vegeriya .. vegeriya bi dengek bnikand got .. careka din şah ji nav avn w diiris , l balinde ji nişkave ber bi pac ve hilfir nşan dida hevala xwe , ya ku gewd w hinek ji y w biktir b , bi lez dest bi avakirina hlneke n kirin , li kenar gerdn di rojn kurt de ,hln tij hk bn , l di gel hem şahiya ku hatib j , hewil dida ku li ser tinekirina laş xwe bi biryar be , divya ku giyan w ji v pbendiy rizgar bibe ,bo v yek li ser soza xwe ma nan nedixwar , ta ku ji dest xwe ve nzkay li mirin kir di roja xwe ya daw li jyan , hkn bi dest bi vebn kirin , avn xwe girtin bi aram delve da giyan xwe , ku ji laş w y westan derkeve , giyan w ber bi qonaxeke nzk ve hilfir .. li ber kenar pacey rawestiya bi bdeng derbas laş lkek b , ku hewil dida ji hk derkeve , di heften kurt de ... balind sip li ser kenar pac bazikn xwe ji hev vekir , li w snor di navbera tar rohny de ber bi rok de hilfir....
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ەەڵ ێەڕیی ە ێە ەڵڕی ە ی یە ەی ەی Ȑەڕێ.. ەڵ ڵەەی ێ ە ەڕی ۆ ە ʎێј ی ە یی ەەڕیەە ێیەەیەییەەی ەە ی ییەە..ێی ڵەەی ە ێ ە ەەی ڵە Ӂی یەی ە ەڕی ە ەە ە ڕۆی ەە ەڕێ.. ەی ە ەەیەی ێۆ ەϡ ۆ ە ʎێێ ەیەە ەەڕیی ۆ ییەەی ە ڕۆی ۆ ەەڕیەە.. ڕۆێی... ی ەە ۆ ەەѡ ڵە.. ەڕۆ ی ەیی ەەەەی ە ە ڵەڕێە ە ێ ەەڕۆە.. ڕۆ ڵەە ەەڕەەە,ی ەە ەەەی ە.. ەڵ ەەی ۆ ەǡ ە ەەەی ۆی ێ ەە ەە.. ەەی ێەێ ەەڕیەەە ێ ەەی ۆی ەە ۆсەیەی ۆڵەی ەێ ە ڵێی یی .. ی ەی ەی ێ ەەە.. ە ڕۆی ێە.. ێە ییی ەەە ەەی ەڵی ەەە.. ۆ ەێ ێی ڕێ ە ێ ڕۆ .. ێ ی. ێ ۆەییی Ȏی.. ەەە ڕۆی یەەی ە ییǡ یەە.. ەی ەە ە ییەی ەە. ڕیی ەۆی ڕێ ۆ ەەی ە ێ..
ڕۆی ەێی ێە ێ ە ڕێەی ێ ە. ی ەە ە ەەیەی ەێ ە ێی ی یە.. ڕۆێ ێەڕی ەی... ەیی ە یی ەە ەەی ە ڵەی ە ێی ە.. ەڕێ ێەێ ەە ە ǘیە ەەی ەەەە. ەەی ی ە ڵەیە ەۆە.. یەێی ە ەە ی یەە ێ ۆڵە ەێەە ەە ەی ە.. ەڕیەە.. ەڕیەە ەەێی یە ی .. ێی ۆیی ەەیەە یԘی یەە ەڵ ڵەە ەڕێ ڕیە ی ەی ەەەە یەی ۆ ێ ڵە ێیەەی ەەەە ە ȍ ەێیی ێەیەی ێ ی ەە ێی ە ێ.. ەەڕۆێی ۆ ی ێەە ڕ ەێەی Ӂی Ӂی.. ەڵ ەەڵ ۆیی یەەی ەەی ەەڵی ەە ەڕیی ەی ەەی Ȫێڵێەە.. ەیی ەڕۆی ە ێەە ە ەەیە ێ.ی. ەۆیە ێǐ ەە ە ە یǘی ەڕی ێڕی یی ۆە..
ەە ۆ ڕۆی یی.. ێە ە ەی ە ە ی .. ە ۆ ەێیی ڕێی ە ڕۆی ی ەەەی ێێی ȍێەەەە.. ڕۆی ەیەی ەەە ڕی.. ڕێ ی ەەەەە ە ەێیی ە ەەی ێیە ە ۆیی ە ەەەی ێەەی .. ە ەەӁیی ی ێیی .. ەەی ە ەەیەی ەǡ ڵە Ӂی Ӂی یەە ڵەی ێ ەە ێی ەەەە ە... ێی یǘەەەی یی ڕǘیی... ە ە ەی ەە ۆ ڵی .
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Azad

On his first day in his solitary confinement he felt lost. The place was ruled by dead silence. He nervously walked back and forth across the cell . He was scared , tormented by pain and memories for the thought of being a political prisoner for an indefinite number of years in this rotten place almost ripped his soul apart. He had a violent crying spell which was interrupted by a shriek. Afterwards, he lost his mind its as if he was reaching out for a soul that would hear him and help him out of this unfortunate fate.

That was his first day, however, everything starts difficult then the soul gets used to it. It becomes familiar. Harmony is followed by a state of clinging to this dark fate, and a rejection of any other reality. Thats how he spent the first seven years in solitary confinement. He spends his time recalling memories then imagining new ones that never occurred. He arranges, edits and adds them to his new memory so hed recall them on another boring day. Memories were not his only treasure, on the contrary, he had another one which was more dreadful and more beautiful. A small window that had distant bars in it, which allowed a ray of light and clean air to sneak into his cell. That was his great treasure for and through it he talked to god, blamed him and begged him. He cried as he looked up at the at the clouds, the sun and the lost souls.

Everyday, a faint light came through this tiny window, but today it didnt come to flirt with the silence of his dreams. He opened his eyes and stared at the window in amazement. Two beautiful birds were building their nest on the windows edge. He was astonished and happy. A tranquility he hasnt felt in years overwhelmed him. Two new visitors and other lost souls.

Days went by and every fiber of his being felt for the birds, his soul and his tears too. It was as if he identified with one of them. They made love at sunrise and at sunset. In time, their eggs decorated their little nest. One morning, their nestlings started to peck the shells of the eggs. They wanted to come out to this world settle down on the edge of that window between the infinite space and the narrow prison cell. Afterwards, his life was linked to the chirping of the nestlings and his soul became familiar with theirs. One of the baby birds stood out from its siblings because of its bright white colour. He was also more familiar than the the rest, which is why he had a special place in his heart. He treated it accordingly so he started calling him by a name. Hed call out, Azad. And the bird would fly close to his lips. Hed crush some bread and push his lips out so the bird would take its share of food and water from his mouth.

In time, the birds flew away from the small cell looking for their destiny. As for Azad, hed spread its beautiful wings and fly for hours then return to its eternal spot on the prisoners shoulder. He watched the bird when it spread its bright white wings and fly, as if his soul was flying. He experienced a great feeling of absolute freedom. Sometimes he waited for hours for Azads return in order to feel alive again.

One day, he walked back and forth anxiously. Hed walk then look at the window worriedly because Azad hadnt returned yet. Four days passed, and the bird didnt return. Hed sit and eat his share of bread crumbs, but he couldnt swallow for Azad didnt have its share. Hed stop, leave the food and lie in bed in like a weakened fetus in a dark womb. Then, hed sit up and start to sob.

On the fifth day, he was thinking hard, losing what little sanity he had left. How would he adapt to living with out his soul again, without hope and without love? He fell unconscious like he did on his first day? He woke up and opened his eyes in pitch black darkness. He decided to stop drinking and go on a hunger strike so hed die of starvation. His soul left him when he lost his only friend. Theres nothing left but this decaying body, and he had no regrets.

Many days which he didnt count passed, he didnt eat-or-drink as he mourned his lost heart. Suddenly, shadows obscured the faint glimmer of light on the edge of the window. The chirping of more than one bird became louder and louder. Two birds entered. One of them stood on his shoulders and he was lying powerless on the ground.
-Hes back. Hes back. He said with a choking voice. His eyes were bright with happiness, but the bird surprised him. It flew to the window and pointed to its companion, who was a little smaller than him. Then they quickly started to build another nest on the edge of the universe. Soon, the nest was full of shiny white eggs. Despite all this happiness, he held on to his decision to terminate his life. He wanted to free his soul of this confinement, this body. He insisted to continue on his hunger strike until he was overcome by exhaustion, and closer to death.

On his last day, the small eggs hatched. He closed his eyes calmly and and he allowed his beautiful soul to leave his weakened body. He soul flew close , especially close to the window then it slowly entered the body of a nestling struggling to crack the shell. It settled there. In a few weeks, the bright white bird spread its wings as it stood on the edge of the window. The edge that separates light and darkness and it flew alone towards the sun.