The end of an endless story

The end of an endless story(Sayed Aman Anwari) Ahmad was surrounded by a bunch of books in his bedroom, as long as he was living at that village, he was famous for his storytelling talent and also  he was a prolific reader of legendary and fiction books. The stories he narrated most of them were written in the book of " thousand nights and one" but a few of them created by his own imagination. When the winter was close and accompanying with cold rainy and snowy nights, the only favourable hobby of villagers were listening to Ahmad's short stories in a warm small cottage, added by smoke of ciggaretts and the sound of heavy rain knocking the windows. Ahmad stories mostly included the legendary stories with fiction and some local play wright's which most of them were not recorded, transferred as a local folk generations by generations.
This winter Ahmad disclosed a story  which  left incomplete last year, the story titled " The Avalanche and River" . While listening to Ahmad's story; villagers never paid attention to the heavy Avalanche move they experienced last year and there was a river too, close to the mountain where Avalanche was threatening the villagers.

Avalanche was a big disaster for villagers and people living at that mountainous region, every year on the midnight winter  facing a heavy Avalanche move and taking many lives. Though it was never clear when the was moving. Ahmad and all the villagers clearly knew the story of the passenger who overwhelmed and lost his life by Avalanche moving, all the villagers and Ahmad telling him to stay  for a few days until Avalanche move end and then  go with no danger but he insisted in going home, when that day he took a few step toward the river and aimed to cross the ground; suddenly  the villagers heard the sound of a big strike, the Avalanche moved and took and the man's life. Villagers tried their best to rescue the man but soon they felt helpless, they had no modern equipment to clean and remove those massive snow and the men's body left there for two months until the snows removed by the hot sunshine of spring season.








Though villagers were aware of these sad Avalanche move story but still they were interested in listening to Ahmad's story and denying the sad stories. No matter what was it , they had to listen something and Ahmad narrated that incomplete story " so far you remember the story; the river was so angry with the Avalanche and advising it not to kill people not to threaten the cats and birds which are living around them; the river added" your frightening voice even scare me ! Why do you do that , and why do you do that with a violent and harsh sound; think a moment about me, I never scare people, no one is frightened by the voice I am producing, instead they feel relief and calm; whenever they crossing me!. I am vital life resource, you can be the same! do not forget, you are part of me and you gradually become me, together we can share more kindness and generosity to the people . Even every year when you move with a striking sound,killing some people but finally you become a river too! Isn't it ?! " Ahmad took a long sigh and the villagers stopped him and got busy with playing cards and smoking while hearing the  sound of wolves in a closing area of their village. The wild animal voices never looked  unnatural for the villagers because they were their lifelong friends and everything seemed natural; thunder, rain, rainfall, storm Avalanche and death were all their close colleagues, being busy with them since childhood. Next day all the villagers gathered the same, to listen to Ahmad's endless story not from last night but from last year . Ahmad resumed his narration" the Avalanche felt shy for a moment but finally broke that shameless silence and replied with anger" do not make fun of me only! Why do you think, you have been always kind and compassion toward creaters? Why do you forget the people who losing their life crossing you by boat or ship  ?
should I retell the tragic story of Titanic ship? ! I agree we are the same somehow and mostly we do the same toward human being, if I was not exist you were not either .I do kill people with no warning , you kill people while they know the warning, even they can predict my dangerous move too! Let's not blame each other! "


The story telling time got longer and villagers demanded a break and repeating the same actions after listening to the story; some people defended the river and some defended the Avalanche and they argued for some minutes, among all Ahmad himself took no side and remained neutral with no judgement. That closing day started with a heavy rain and storm, that wild night and that storm made all the birds to leave the villages even the black crow which always singing and listening to Ahmad's story while all the villagers were closely setting in a room listening to the story and smoking heavily.
That night the black crow never appeared, the heavy storm got heavier, at that time when all the villagers including Ahmad who was resuming the story which contained the fictional conversation between river and Avalanche in an imaginary world; the Avalanche in real world was ready to move, tooward the people and their storyteller who was telling the story of its own Avalanche!
Immediately the villagers shocked by a harsh sound" Goooooooroooooop!"

Next morning the black crow came to the village for listening to the story but there was no story teller and no listener; the black crow shouted" qagh qagh qagh.." and this sound ended that endless story...

Barry

03/28/2025

This is an interesting and well-told story with a clever ending!

This is an interesting and well-told story with a clever ending!

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