It was gloomy, extremely gloomy. The sky was never that dark before, each time it got darker, Safeya thought it was the darkest of all times. The sky was deceiving tricking Safeya that this was the dimmest each time she looks up, but it wasn’t, today it is indeed extremely gloomy.
“Enough Enoughhh!!” Said Safeya while she was putting her both hands on her ears and shutting her eyelids so tight
Ghalia on the other hand, was siting in front of her canvas, holding her brush which was full of paint
The moment a bomb falls and they hear the killing sound Safeya goes on
“ENOUGH ENOUGH, I just can’t take in anymore”
Ghalia didn’t turn around, she kept painting.
“I can hear the bombing Safeya, I am just choosing not to realize it” Ghalia said while being in focus with what she’s doing
A tear falls from Safeya’s beautiful pure eyes and then she utters
“And how do you do that Ghalia”
She didn’t answer! Instead she kept painting.
The bombing was not stopping, Safeya on the other hand started crying
“Safeya, your moaning is really annoying” said Ghalia
Safeya was surprised, how could Ghalia be at peace with the bombing and irritated by her moaning.
Safeya looked around, down the destroyed horizon “I did my best you know, I hid all the weapons, I broke all the guns, but yet still…. It never comes, it never does!”
Safeya was in despair, she puts her two thighs near her chest and crawls her arms around her legs and puts her chin on her knees. She starts crying in silence.
“Why are you crying in silence?”
“Because you hate my moaning” Safeya said in a calm disgusted way
Ghalia turned around and said ” come here” she stood up and held Safeya from the back and then she pointed to the horizon
“Look at this mess, look at this endless war, no matter what you do, no matter how much you suffer to have peace, you never ever seem to click with it my dear. why do you keep your eyes there? I don’t hate your tears Safeya, I hate your pain”
Safeya’s tears were all over Ghalia’s selves. Ghalia held Safeya much tighter she leaned her head on her shoulder
“Don’t look at this place anymore, the bombing will never end there, don’t hide the weapons, don’t break the guns, let whatever it is be what it wants to be”
Safeya opens her eyes, sheds her tears with her fingers. “What are you painting?”
Ghalia smiled and looked at Safeya
“What do you think it is?”
Safeya looked closer and closer, she lost her self in the image that she heard nothing of the bombing that was getting even higher.
“Safeya, you can’t hear the bombing?” Asked Ghalia
“It looks like… Like a far away place” said Safeya with a calm smile
And then she continued
“The doves, the pink bluish sky. The sun setting in harmony. There is no sound, there is no bombing, no weapons and no guns, the sky is not gloomy, the sky is clear, very clear” said Safeya
She touched the canvas while her tears were vanishing away through her skin and her smile was rising upon her face
“It is indeed a far away place, called peace”