Dreams of Uncle Ahmed the Fishmonger

And while the knife's edge was sinking into the sheep's neck, my maternal uncle's son took a thick sheet of paper - from the meat paper we bought to wrap the portions - and spread it over the sheep's neck to prevent the blood fountain from reaching our faces. As for me, I fixed my eyes on the butcher's left wrist as he repeated the shahada several times to comfort and satisfy me, and I saw a precise drawing in dark green color pressed into the butcher's wrist; at that moment, I was overwhelmed with an extraordinary feeling of great ecstasy that I cannot describe at all, and my hearing was filled with what sounded like loud ululations echoing in the sky of the universe without interruption. Author: Khairy Shalabi Number of pages: 232