Now I understand - Ahmed Khaled Tawfik

I used to go out to the cemeteries at night.. and turn on the cassette player to run by itself.. then I would return to my house and sleep.. in the morning I would go back to that cemetery and retrieve the device, and at home I would play the tape and listen to those sounds that accumulated over an hour.. if I were rich I would buy a video recording camera that allows me to film at night.. but that was not within my means anyway.... how strange are the sounds that started to gather with me!... some were familiar like the sound of jackals or dogs exchanging insults or night insects.. but there is another sound.. I am sure of this.. a sound that has nothing to do with our world.. it is hard to describe, but it is enough to cause a person to be utterly stunned.. as if there are beings exchanging intense discussions in an incomprehensible language and sounds that do not exist..