Dance of the Jinni
Drum music and bursts of singing sound louder and louder. We suddenly stop before a big building built out of sand on the edge of the desert. No window. But a few feet above my head is see some rectangular holes spitting the rhythm through the void. During the walk though the desert I enjoyed the heavy silence pounding in my ears. Thoughts and silence fighting for attention in my head. Hamdi beats vigorously on the old pieces of wood representing some sort of door. We wait. No sound. The place seems deserted were it not for the repetitive music. It's understandable the we have to be patient and insisting considering the circumstances. So Hamdi tries another approach and accompanies his beating with some shouts. He is rewarded. At last we hear somebody approaching and an old woman opens slowly the portal.
|She exchanges a few words arabic dialect and leads us unwillingly in. "Aii", I've just hit my head against the door. No lights to lead us. Nervously we follow the lady by trying to trace the noise of her steps. Slowly my eyes adjust to the contrast of the desert sun outside and the absence of light inside.
Finally we reach our the source of the noise. It's a spacy room lit by torches and we fall down on the carpet...to be continued...|
Ayoubi 1:46 [mp3 extract 601kB]