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At the funeral

  • Posted: 17/07/2023

On one of the hottest days of summer, On that day when the sun's rays burned human skin, we were standing in front of the small house of good and evil in front of our building with the same ikarus we returned to our settlement after the funeral of the deceased. Everyone got off the ikarus, the people lined up to get money at the ATM stood in a single line, and I placed my right hand on my heart and poured roses into the palm of each of them in that order. I don't even know the names of roses, just As far as I know, who is the son of these "familiar" people? I also heard words like, "Mashallah, he was a smart boy" and it had a good effect on me. After all, if you praise someone, he won't like it? It's true, even if there are people who don't like compliments, I wasn't like that, I loved compliments. What the mullah read for a long time before noon, never in the background of the prayer, the meaning of which no one even knew, the men sitting around the long tables in the cave could be seen looking hungrily at the cheese and halva. It seems that before going to the wedding, most of the Azerbaijanis came with the idea that "I'll eat at the wedding, I'll eat what I eat at home". Afternoon was the hottest time of the mourning ceremonies. because there were a lot of people, and it was a bit difficult to serve these people, to replace the plates of cheese, greens, and halva that had been eaten from the tables with new ones.

In Azerbaijan, mourning and wedding were almost the same - relatives, neighbors, distant relatives, The relatives of the deceased who met through the acquaintance of the relatives, in short, all the people you knew for a long time would come to life, most of the women would shed artificial tears while expressing their condolences, and among a crowd of women gathered in the living room, a reis shaksey clapped their hands on their knees andxsey hits, then the older class gathers together and talks here and there, saying that so-and-so's daughter got married in the last few weeks, that so-and-so's daughter has no child, that her cousin's grandson's aunt's son was admitted to the university a few days ago, and at the end they say to the deceased, "No, he is a good man who gave birth." They would drink the tea placed in front of them, saying, "May God have mercy on them." And middle-aged women wear scarves on their heads and go to the cave some would wash the dishes, some would cut the cheese breads, some would put the halva on small plates and give it to the neighboring children who came to help, and they would arrange the food on the table at the same time. The mourning ceremony of relatives who have not seen each other for a long time it was also the place where they gathered together. because relatives who came from the region to offer condolences - they used to kiss each other and meet each other.

As the afternoon heat became unbearable, everyone was looking for a shady place, the trees in the left corner of the cave created shade , but as the sun moved towards the center, the length of the shadow decreased proportionally. Inside, the situation was heated. There was no one sitting quietly, both in terms of eating by the men sitting around the long tables, and by the neighborhood children who took care of them and came to help. Looking at this whole scene, I thought it was like watching a theater. I am an audience, and those in front of me are actors and actresses. Some of them chatted with the person sitting next to them and slapped them, some of them looked at the empty pear in front of them and said "yes, bring tea, baby", some of them got angry and cursed when the little children put their heads in the cave, the women on the other side of the thick blue curtain that divided the cave into two separate parts were crying, molla and everyone looked at him but did not listen to him, he talked about the events that happened in the history of Islam and the exemplary deeds of our imams and prophets. Immerse yourself in a dream people are coming, some of those inside were leaving the meeting. It was as if there were substitutions at different times in a football game, and these substitutions happened without limit. Molla was talking. Every now and then he was interrupted by a call on his cell phone , but when he continued his conversation again, he finished his speech calmly and beautifully.

It was already getting dark in the evening. Since it was summer, the noise of children playing in the neighborhood enlivened the neighborhood. A child was running fast, as if he was in a hurry somewhere. But suddenly, as soon as he reached the long iron tube in front of the building, he hit his hand, "Stop!" ” he shouted. He was playing hide and seek. And from the balcony of the building opposite the cave, one aunt had another child. he was spreading his words in one breath, probably someone to his son teased him, or his bike from his hands wanted to buy it and drive it, and the child crying and scratching his face grabbed the balcony ” mamaa , mamaaa ” called his mother had called. It would have been like this in our time, - says < /strong> thought suddenly. Said, who was a childhood friend, asked another child in his neighborhood to ride his bicycle. Said, who was physically strong before giving birth, took the bicycle from the child and rode around the building for a after making a circle, he brought it and kept it in front of the child. He remembered later to make ragatka ( dashatan ) from the trees in the garden yard when someone breaks a branch, the gardener falls while running towards them after seeing them laughing and running away, Saidi, who sprained his leg while playing football, was helped home by the children to bring them, because of this, Saeed, who cannot leave the house events, their chirping while playing hide-and-seek, the girl next door who likes them while playing violet-violet he remembered telling him about , the first time they smoked cigarettes together and considered themselves big, and went to playstation with the money they bought in exchange for beer and vodka bottles they found here and there sad sad smiled.

Sometimes we stare at one place and remain silent, and at this time every < /strong> an event comes alive before our eyes in the form of a movie. Today was the funeral of Said, < /strong> my childhood friend . He would be remembered 4 times with such mourning ceremonies. People 3 , 7 , 40 and that you have passed away They would remember him on his 1st birthday. But a single mother and father for a lifetime he would not forget her, and so would I. After last night's accident < br> his soul ascended to heaven. Childhood my friend Saeed, after everyone left his mother crying as he took the large photograph hanging from his head. he was smiling in the photo. A few seconds after looking at this scene then I left the meeting and went out the door. His soul was long gone, and I probably I was going home..

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