- Back In Time
BACK IN TIME
By : Mohamed KRAFESS
The incidents of this story go back to decades ago when nature was , in its pure existence , wearing the color of human peace and struggle for freedom in the Moroccan regenerated land.
The scene borrows itself from a small village in the high valleys of north west Morocco. A walking man is awakened by the desire of this marvelous morning near the river that encircles the beautiful village.
Two beautiful girls are walking slowly and lovably to fill their pots with water and make a glance at the man sitting nearby. It seems that adolescence creeps in their feminine bodies to clarify that they have become mature women looking for their places in the mercury of life. The village sleeps deeply in its simplicity and originality as a place of heroes of the past.
There in the small village , Wafi used to wake up early in the young dawn to hear the Athan (calling for prayers ) and get ready for dawn prayers. The aroma of this peaceful day is smelt in the nostrils of uncle Wafi and pushes him to be regenerated with new spirits of life.
This unlucky old man was once a fortunate boy uninterested in his future nor in his life in general. The power of his ancestors enabled him to benefit from a happy youth full of ambition and wealth despite the political atmosphere of the country in those days. Yes wealth . He had all the necessities a boy in his age was in need of. But his father was not used to pay great attention to him and to his family since he was fully busy with the French occupiers. His father was fully serving the French to govern the village and its surroundings.
The father of Wafi , the local Caid , was involved with France and its demands to cease Moroccan resistance and to conquer new vast plains in that region. No one was interested in Wafi nor was he well welcomed among his mates from the village. Even the girls of the village hated him and his family because his father was causing deep wounds to the poor inhabitants of my peaceful countryside.
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