Memories are the pain reliever of longing:
They are scattered thoughts and expressive texts with the positions of a girl who graduated from the school of the past, carrying in her heart the impressions of her ancestors and their upbringing, and adhering to their principles and their will that religion is morals and values that we will not abandon when standing at the station of the present.
They are yesterday's messages that we deliver to today's mail so that they can be lessons from the past. ..
تأتي الرواية على شكل يوميات كُتبت في القرن التاسع عشر في القاهرة، وتعود لمصور فوتوغرافي ومحقق جنائي يدعى «سليمان أفندي السيوفي»، وصف من خلالها تفاصيل تحقيق كلف به للتقصي حول مصرع أحد الباشوات بطريقة شنيعة، ليكتشف أسرار غامضة ومحيرة.
My childhood was a bit strange, and I believe that I was suffering from a type of autism, and the disease was not known at that time in our simple environment and surroundings, as I did not speak to anyone at that time, not because I was unable, but because I did not want to, and I believed that I was a bird and not a human being. .
