Deldashad's story of hunger and fullness

The monster devoured the Sheikh and his son, and I woke up from my laughter, time changed, and I was no longer Dilsad who was. I return with my memory to that day, so I see an Indian soldier in shorts standing in front of me, ordering me to stand and asking who I am, I told him: My name is Dilsad and I am from Muscat, and the monster swallowed my Sheikh and his son, but he did not understand me even though I spoke Urdu that I learned in Muscat market, and he took me to the police station, where they violently turned me over with hands and feet, I wanted to scream at the shoes and hats, but my laughter preceded my scream, so they became more agitated, and their strikes increased in strength, then suddenly they stopped and threw me back into the street again, without anyone asking me about anything, or even pointing a finger of accusation at my face, as if all they needed from me was practice kicking and slapping. I dragged my body and walked through the alleys of Mumbai and its neighborhoods, people's eyes kept turning to my torn thobe and my limping walk, eyes did not stare long, but settled briefly then dissolved, surpassing my weakness and misery quickly, and went somewhere else. Publication year 2021 Author Bushra Khalfandar Publisher Takween Publications Number of pages 496 Cover type paperback