Bride's Gift: Farewell Commandments.. And life increased
From the scent of henna to the farewell 'Tarwida'; How a Palestinian mother arms her daughter with the wisdom of the years to open the house of Amer and Mastour
The night of henna.. The day the house became a "cloud"
Umm Salma hasn't tasted sleep tonight. It's not a pain, but how does she want to sleep when the house will lack a "soul" tomorrow? A soul grew up eighteen years in front of her eyes, and the walls were filled with laughter and movement. At dawn, on the night of henna, the house became like a cloud; The scent of incense and musk is mixed with the scent of henna mixed with rose water. Salma is dressed as a queen, with her eyes on her mother. And "Al-Naqasha" spins Word maps on her paws, as if she is recommending "Roots" to her, and writes on her hand in the language of henna: "My daughter.. Always be authentic.
Al-Tarwidah.. The song that became "Wasiya"
When the mother started to "cool down", the breath in the place was cut off. Her voice was not trembling, it was steady and steadfast like an olive tree: "I wish I could fly and fly behind you.. I see your life there and there. At that moment, Salma cried; she cried because she understood what "M" meant. I understood how loneliness sings in a loud, clear voice, while inside it is breaking. The words were not just singing, they were hidden invitations that the mother formulated in a tone so that they would reside in her daughter's ear and she would not forget them, commandments about the "jacket" and about the home that must remain full of contentment.
Mother's Corner.. Where does the "compass" sound
Before the light came on, Umm Salma pulled herself to her own corner by the window, and they sat head to head. The mother did not begin to "listen and remember." She began in long silence as she looked into the hands of her distressed daughter, and in a low voice she said to her: "Oh.. Patience is not weakness. Patience is not breaking from within while standing with your head held high. I advised her that "the house is a secret", and that construction begins with kind words and wise silence. She held her hands and said to her: "Be the master of your decisions." A man is a support and a heart. Respect him and contain him, but be the foundation upon which he builds.
Beautiful departure.. The Queen's Prestige
The day the door of the house opened in the morning, Salma stood on the threshold, turning Laura's face to engrave the features of her mother and the house in her heart. The gold I took was not just bags, embroidered dresses and perfumes. The real gold was the "compass" that her mother crafted from her sweat and staying up late. Salma went out to her new home, and the door of her family's house closed behind her quietly, but the stones of the house, the scent of henna, and the mother's advice kept accompanying her soul wherever she went.