The exile of the Qafir

The book overview: The novel talks about the Qafir, who is the man specialized in finding water underground and digging the aflaj. The spindle started to rotate, the wool threads began to extend and stretch with patience and calmness, each thread is a long endless time, each thread passes with days and months, multiplying until it seems to never run out, and whenever a thread ends, she begins another spinning. She spends most of her time in front of the spindle, her eyes see only those lines descending downward, and that slow rotation of her spindle, she spins the wool, and her spirit hovers around each thread of its threads. She names the threads with the names of aflaj; Salim bin Abdullah Al-Qafir entered one day and worked with his hands in searching for its water sources. She named the first thread Al-Samadi, and she remembered the falaj her husband told her about, whose waters spring from the far mountains. The Samadi thread extended and wrapped lightly around her feet, soft and delicate, almost so gentle that her soul could move within it, and she spins in it, recalling the story she will never forget about the Samadi and the days that tortured Salim bin Abdullah Al-Qafir until he reached his hundred, and how the villagers slaughtered their bulls and held a big feast to which neighboring villages were invited, and they held a great celebration that lasted a full week, singing wedding songs, and reciting poetry, and singing Al-Azi. Then the coffee and feasts revolve morning and evening. It is mentioned that the cover of the novel was designed and directed by the Bahraini novelist and photographer: Hussain Al-Mahrous. Publisher: Maskelyani.