Photo by Ali Yass
“Outside the ark, the people went about their life the same as before. They still did not believe that the flood would come. They must have laughed more than ever. But they soon stopped laughing”.*
When I was 10 years old I got an air gun as a gift. For the time being, I was extremely fascinated seeing the street lamps of my neighborhood exploding, while I was hidding my air gun under my clothes and ridding my bike.
A short period later, the exploding of lights and the sounds of rain falling stopped fascinating me. Thereafter, I started to fill my boredom by targeting the living organisms like tree leaves, followed by reptiles. Suddenly, during a hot summer day – it was around 45 C° – while the whole world was pendent even the air, everything except the sun looked like a burning tinplate, a couple of birds were making sounds like if they were mourning and me, … At that moment the sun was to fare to look through my air gun speculum. Slightly I found myself scanning the bodies of birds till I felt that I was tackling it. I felt the beats of their hearts. I aimed the cross sign on the neck of one of them. I closed my eyes, pressed the trigger and till now I am not sure if they were open or not.
After so many years, I remember that scene like I have seen it in reality during the screening of the master piece of Béla Tarr, when one of his main characters Estike is killing her cat.
Sátántangó: (Satantango), 1994 , Béla Tarr, 450 Min.
*The Great Flood, Story 10, The Bible.
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