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The book deals with the memoirs of an employee, where the challenges related to working life and the mechanisms for dealing with them are listed. It is considered one of the inspiring memoirs that, in addition to the narrative narration, presents the scientific side of human resources. It also presents the practical side that derives its strength from the writer’s experience and vision. This is done through 31 thoughts that represent 31 days, which is the period related to the employee’s eligibility for salary.
كبر دماغك ، يخاطب القارئ في التعايش السلمي مع الصدمات وخيبات الأمل ، وعن مصادر السعادة في أبسط الأمور والتى عادة نمتلكها لكن لانحسن تقديرها ، وعن كسب عادات جيدة الكفيلة بتقدير الذات ، ونصائح للتخلص من الأفكار السلبية ، ومقتطات من سير الأنبياء والصفوة لنسير على حذوهم
Adam rubs his old rust with the blade of a knife. He scratches the space with tremendous instinctive force. After a period of time has passed since the absence of a second person, the open space has become grayer, and different from what Adam imagined. Here he walks alone, but the old noise still haunts him. A mythical being lives under his skin, making him rub his hands and rub them. His eyelids, he wants to see the light hitting the body of the night with the blade of the knife, and the knife does not seem bold when faced with the thickness of the bohemian bellows that strikes it.
Adam declares, the wires extending from under the neck to the edge of the shoulder are swollen, his face appears congested with blood and the red color invades his place. Adam is now thinking about the crow that hovers around his head, crowing with a sound like the horn of an old freight vehicle. He had previously been told that seeing a crow in the belly of the sky is an omen. It was ominous, so his senses trembled and he turned to the notebooks of the past, and questions abounded in his head.
In the introduction to his first collection of short stories, the Chinese storyteller Lu Xun says that he found himself driven to write because he felt intense loneliness. He was not able to forget, or, rather, he was not able to forget completely; So, he wrote stories about the past.
This is exactly what prompted me to write: overwhelming loneliness. I also failed to forget, so I wrote what remained in my memory about Syria before the war.
Sometimes, exiles write about nostalgia for a country they miss and wish to return to. This is not like the nostalgia of Syrians: the country has completely changed, and even disappeared. We long for a place that does not exist, except in memory. And memory, as you know, writhes, colors, and churns. I am no exception, and my memory does not claim to be completely faithful to reality, but I tried hard to write exactly what you dictated to me.
Hopes, dreams, and losses are all fading quickly, and so is the country, and what remains of it is in us: as if it were a half-smile, or a summer cloud, or a bright comet passing quickly, only to disappear completely moments later, before the eyes of curious, bored viewers, indifferent to its fate...
