When Jack got off the train carrying his certificate from the Teacher Training Institute, his father boarded the same train and disappeared.
Haunted by his father's abandonment of him, he spends his day teaching in his small village in the morning, and befriending the village miller in the evening, trying to find out from him the secret of his father's disappearance.
The miller encourages him to participate in an adventure that takes him out of his small world and into the brothel of the neighboring city, and his favorite student tries to share this secret journey with him.
With a young man searching for his father, a teenager searching for the journey of adulthood, and the complex young relationships of the residents of a small village, Scarmita takes us on a sweet journey of loss, maturity and forgiveness.
How could she find boldness, ardor, detachment, and greatness in her? These qualities only appear when a freedom throws itself into an open future, emerging beyond every given thing. We lock a woman in a kitchen or a bedroom, and we are surprised that her horizon is limited. We cut its wings, and we are sorry that it does not know how to fly. Let us open up the future to her, and she will no longer have to stay in the present.
We show the same contradiction when we imprison her within the confines of her ego, or her home, and blame her for her narcissism, her selfishness, and what accompanies them: such as vanity, crankiness, evil...etc. We strip her of all possibility of tangible communication with others, so that in her experience she does not feel the call of solidarity, nor its benefits, since she is completely devoted to her family, and isolated; Thus, we cannot expect it to transcend itself towards the common good. She stubbornly stays in the only field she is familiar with; Where you can exert influence over things, and within it you find fleeting sovereignty.
"أين يُمكِن لرجل وامرأة أن يتصادفا؟ على حدود متراخية، أو في مروج مترامية، مقعد دراسة أو طاولة عمل، ميدان أو زقاق، حفل أو عزاء، في طائرة أو حافلة. أمَّا إن كان أحدهما كاتبًا؛ تتلعثم الأبجدية، وتنفتح أبواب عوالم سحرية، فيلتقيان في أكثر الأماكن غرابةً، وأشدها مهابةً، مثلًا: في البلد الذي يَمنع النُّطق بالحا
