I hurried out of my house towards the train station to greet my friend from the neighboring town. As usual I did not get up until late on my appointment despite the alarm clock that whenever I rang it I gave myself more absences, so I ate breakfast and I stood up and finished wearing my clothes while walking down stairs Where my home is.
When I passed the street, I did not notice the car that was passing. Everything happened after a moment. The driver pressed the brakes of the steering wheel, a sour source mixed with the sound of a body crash. I found myself flying in the air and then cruelly landing on the coarse road. The voices of people around me are sorry and I am being beaten and beaten, and a voice overwhelmed everyone, asking for the ambulance. Slowly, these voices began to fade in my ears and I gave in to a faint. I cut off my contact with the outside world.
**
I opened my eyes to find myself lying on a bed, my eyes nailed to the ceiling, certainly this is not the ceiling of my room, this is the first thing that comes to my mind.
I sat down and sat around, it was a strange room with an old style, the dust covered every part of it .. What came to me here?!
I went up to the outside, the room was leading to a long corridor at the end of a stairway, I went down to the ground floor cautiously and obsessively, so I do not know where I am at this moment ..
As I reached the last degrees encountered a woman coming out of a room on her way to me, I saw a voice coming from the top of a girl who said: "
Mama who opened my closed room?"
He turned behind me, and if the girl is in the same situation as her mother, but she uttered and put me in a way that is happening when I cried, saying scattered words:
completed my way coming down the stairs, I saw mother back down in horror, Tbakt and promised to go up, the girl began to scream, and I was confused why I do not find a solution not to sit on one of the stairs .. I took a deep breath and decided that I am the initiator Vsolthma :
The mother moved towards me and has resolved the features of surprise and curiosity on her face after he was covered with horror, she said:
Tidua, have you returned from death ?!
From this Tidua you talk about, I am not him!
The girl spoke at the top:
Impossible, you are Tidua .. But, but Tidua is dead!
I claim Maher and I am not Tidwa Sedqani, I do not know how I came here! I remember walking out of my house when I was hit by a car and then I opened my eyes to find myself in a room in this house.
means you want us to believe that you emerged from nowhere to find yourself in my brother's room, that room that remained closed since his death !!
Her mother advanced from me, saying with emotion:
But you are a copy of my son, but you are .. Oh God, I do not believe, Tidua came back to life again
please, I am skilled ..
Cut our conversation voice opened the house door before entering the man froze his place when he signed his eyes on, of course , is known why for me, it has Znna his son dead Tdwa ..
**
family sat around in the living room after he made sure that I am not Tdwa, and have begun They notice that I disagree with their son in the body. My hair and beard and clothes said that they are very strange, and in return I also found their clothes and bodies as if they were out of time!
"
I do not know the way I came here, but I apologize anyway," she said. "I have to go back home now.
The mother said eagerly:
Suddenly I remembered my friend, who had promised to wait for him at the train station, so I decided to talk to him and apologize to him, took my phone out of my pocket to talk to him and found the phone closed and not working
.
He looked at me in surprise:
** I
do not know how and why not, all I know I 'll stay with this family until I come back to a time in the same way I came out, there is definitely a way .. But there is a question in my mind and is Tdwa, why they say I am a copy of it?! Why did I come to this family that lost a son like me? I do not know, there is something that is difficult for me to understand and will not rest until I know what it is.
**
I said to São after we finished eating:
I said with a loud voice:
At this point of talk I collapsed on the seat and took the world around me, I thought at first I went back to time, but it turned out that it is much more complicated, I am out of the whole galaxy, Another universe .. I feel like I'm in a nightmare!
The father said:
I stretched out her hand and the picture took me. Tidwa was already like me, but it was a copy of me, O God! really ? I have always been a skeptic of the theory of parallel universes. For me it was just the diligence of some scientists. How can I communicate with them and prove their sincerity? How? Will I ever go back to earth? Is not it possible that I died in that incident and my soul moved here? Is this happening with all those who die? That their souls go to their likenesses in other universes? And how can we make sure? There is no dead returned to life to tell us his experience with death!
The voice of Tidwa's mother, who asked with pleasure: "
Does this mean that you are my son Tidua?"
I said to her laughing:
but the father had another opinion. He got up and said, "
We will become a famous family soon. And I will show them what the phone calls, it is a difficult scientific event of repetition, we may benefit from you in the development of our planet, it seems that your planet is very sophisticated.
**
I went back for a few days to repeat what happened to more than one person. Many scientists gathered around me and made me the latest about the planet and our entire galaxy, and about the nature of our lives and the discoveries we made. They left nothing to ask me about. They took pictures of me in the newspapers with pictures of Tidwa .. My story was questioned and some accused me of lying and others of madness, and in return I knew a lot about this planet Junim, it is a planet with characteristics much like the Earth, it has a moon and belongs to a solar group similar to our group, Now in the year one thousand four hundred according to their calendar Arkh since the occurrence of a great earthquake in the planet claimed the lives of half of its occupants, but they arrived at the things we did not get to it when we were at that time.
Tidwa's mother approached me and gave me a glass of juice. I took it from her, thanking her. I told her after a short hesitation: "
How did Tidua die?"
Interested to speak when the doorbell rang, she got the mother to open it entered brunette girl skin Maliha features are , advanced towards me , saying:
After I apologized but did not lift her eyes from me, she looked at me as if someone had told her that I would soon disappear. Her eyes looked at her with passion, longing and repentance. Oh God, how much love she has in her heart for Tidua !!
I finally spoke after a memoryful silence:
I really liked her a lot and I wished that in my previous life I met a girl who loved me like that
**
One day was long on this planet, hours were running slowly, there was time to do everything, their life system was strange to me, several meals of food a day, the night they practiced many activities of its length, and found myself adapting to their simple life without a phone or Internet , And without this technological development that swept our lives on the ground, although in my previous life I was addicted to the social networking sites I found myself comfortable with them, but I feel happy .. The
father throughout the day at work, back relax some time and then read the newspapers, go To meet with his friends and sometimes they come to him, alo Mother and daughter spend the morning in the work of the house and when you are finished busy either knitting wool or embroidery, visit the neighbors, read the books .. And the mother's hobby of planting roses, they find permanent interest in the garden and treat flowers as treated by her children.
And Olori; what I say about her, a thin girl with sensitive feelings, took me with her to all the places she was traveling with Tidwa, and she cut her memories with him .. Sometimes I wish I met her without having a link to her former fiance, without mentioning her formality and my movements, Would she have attracted me? Would we have had special feelings? I felt like I was starting to lean on her.
One day we walked together on a street. A library caught me with her elegant design. I asked Ulori to go to her and look at her books, especially the historical. This aspect interested me in his knowledge of this strange planet. My purpose is to enter .. What was almost blind eyes on the owner of the library until I rushed towards her without thinking and the bodies on her knees saying:
I took it up and got up apologetically, but the sudden situation made me lose control of myself. The owner of the library was my mother or the other version of it. My mother, who lost her since childhood in a painful accident, has lost her and her father.
The woman examined me (similar to my mother) and said:
I gladly accepted her hand while Olori stood silently watching me and looking at me with deeper looks of friendship .. Do you feel like you love me or am I more like a Tedo? I did not think I would know the answer
**
I went back to the house and told them what happened, they prepared for me, said the mother of Tedoa:
father spoke after he was silent all the time:
Sao said:
thanked them for their kindness and good treatment. Then we rose up to sleep. I had a strong desire to stay in the Tidwa room, which his mother insisted on keeping it closed and allocated another room for me to stay in.
I said, objecting, after I refused to open it again:
** I
opened my eyes to Italni very white ceiling, the movement attempted but extended devices to my chest and my hands Kpltna and prevented me from advancement, I saw a button hanging beside the bed Vdguett it and what are the only moments to burst into place several people, I asked them Bohan:
I turned to the nurse and gave her some instructions and then went out.
I got used to my session and asked the nurse:
I did not answer her. The answer goes on long and she would not believe me if I told her that during those two weeks I had visited another kuna and lived in the best days of my life.
**
The door door of the room and when I authorized the next entry, my friend Said happy saying: Thank God for your safety, man, we have hidden you .. Then smiled and said misguided: Or that you caught the incident so as not to come to receive the station ??
I laughed
if I told the whole world about the existence of a galaxy of Konadonia, I would like to update them about the planet Junim and the Tidua family. But if I spoke, I would not have forgotten it. They will accuse me of insanity or say dreams.
What did the Tidwa family do when they discovered my disappearance? They would suffer the pain of losing their son for the second time, and Ulori would heal her wound again. They are good people who do not deserve pain.
In any case, I have recorded my experience with the coma and wrote all the details that I passed through .. Who knows, science may develop and prove the validity of my trip one day.
**
Maher closed his computer and then got up from the chair and went to the lounge to sit next to his friend Saeed.
Said Said when he saw him:
A little silence then complete:
**
while Maher was standing in the college yard with his friends approached him colleague Lena and invited him to go with them to attend the exhibition of drawings one of her friends that will graduate this year from the College of Arts, did not mind Maher And before the invitation ..
In the evening, Maher was moving in the exhibition hall between the paintings, Lina
sang : - Maher, come to know you my friend artist Salwa Tafer
Maher to hand over the gallery owner and almost as his eyes fell on it even exclaimed with emotion:
smiled skillfully to himself, he found her .. She is Ulori, he is sure, he decided to recognize her and get close to her, in the planet Junim , But here who knows how the end will be .. They
came out of the exhibition hall, offered to bring her home did not mind .. walked side by side, turned to him, saying:
Published: 2018-05-27
This article was edited and published by: Nawar
