I do not know if what I am going to narrate has happened before, or if it is happening today, this hour, now, this moment. Or will it happen later, tomorrow or the next day, very soon or very far away? But, I know, it always happens. where? In the world, here, there and everywhere, but what matters to me is that it is happening here in this place, my country, and in the city that I could not leave, for countless reasons. The city that, I repeat, I cannot die away from, nor can I live away from it. with whom? With me, it is the first answer, because it is known about me that I only write about myself, or something that happened with another person I know well, or perhaps with a person I know briefly, or with a person I created from a mixture of people, or a person I made up completely. However, as a technical solution to this dilemma, I see that this time, it happened to you specifically, you who are now reading what I write and suspect that it is about you, then little by little you will know that it is about you. Because literally, or almost literally, it happened to you, and it applies to you only.
The novel 'Fragments' is the novel of an Arab generation trying to repair the fragments of history, homeland and dreams to reconstruct the picture so that life is understandable and liveable.
It is the story of a boy, Karmuz, named Imad, who tries to understand the condition of his father, Yazid, who rebelled against life in all its details. A boy decided to put together the remains of his father's pictures and clippings that he had saved from the fire when the father suddenly decided, at the height of despair and revolution, to set fire to his memory during a hot summer.
From the pictures and clippings that saved the boy “Imad,” the events of the novel begin to approach what was, as the pictures turn into a flowing stream of words that sheds light on the past of a man “or a generation, more precisely.”
Electrolytes and resources:
It is a variety of study subjects in the school of life. It has no time or place, no chapter or book.
It is available to every person, and every day it contains more than one exam, and its materials have not been subjected to planning or preparation, and it has no curriculum.
It comes and goes, disappears and settles, changes and is renewed... This is how its materials are as I experienced them.
Resources are study materials imposed by life experience and written by life experience, and life remains the mother of schools.
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