The Narcist

Agent of Change

Mr Fazan sighed heavily when he saw the tv programs .

Slanderous acts among celebrities on medias lately is going crazy , from the movie stars to the political parties and those common people who want to take parts on the programs..audience are there to give applauses to the entertaining segments....

Mmmm..be careful,many programs done only for getting ads . Sometimes it hurt humanity and life virtues..

Labida sat beside him without any words,watching the tv program that her husband chose.

Mr Fazan looked at the clock on the worn out wall.Aby hasn't come home yet, maybe in the next quarter an hour.

He was thirsty .He got up to get himself a glass of water .

,,Why are you avoiding me ?" 

Said Labida .

,,I'm just getting some water " 

,,You can ask me to get it for you ,,she said and taking the remote to change the tv program.

Fazan ignored her ." You can simply get the water for me if you intent to" he said it to his own heart ,silently ,then having the water before going to his room for rest .

Some say that having a good wife is like owning the most precious jewels. It is lucrative destiny...mh ,ok ,but Socrates married a nastiest woman in town as he had principle that it is just normal to be good to someone good to you but being good to someone bad is extraordinary.That is the best test to fathom your own goodwill .

They who are chosen to be the agents of change , to do great things for themselves and others maybe the real heroes , successful ones ,great leaders , prophets , and anybody who devote their life for the goodwill are always be the extraordinary ones..

So, no need to imitate them in their roles as the surrogates or the messengers of great words ...just do whatever the best you can . Be yourself.

Precisely because human are human who are so limited in every way..

Well...those great ones born to be good example in seeing the direction way of life ..

That is why Mr Fazan have been upbringing his children to behave well . Discipline, hardworking, courteous, compassion .. etcetera.He felt that not all of them follow the line.

He heard him walked towards the room .Ah ,Aby...he got up smilingly, opened the room where Lev took a nap in Milena room. 

,,O ,my dear .." said he ,while hugging Aby who looked exhausted.

,,You must be thirsty .." he said and walked to the kitchen to get him some water . Aby looked at him smilingly he knew he could not forbid his father not to do it as his dad was happy in doing it .

Just sitting to rest and accept the glass of water , Milena called him in a loud voice .

,,Aby ! Get me some food for Lev ! He just about to wake up and he must be hungry after long sleep day " 

Mr Fazan raised his eyebrows. Before he could say anything,Aby just did what Milena commanded to him . His dad looked at him lovingly ,wiped his son sweating face and kissed him sadly .

He followed Aby to Milena room.

,,Why don't you get the food for Lev yourself,Milena? Aby has just arrived from school a minute ago ..he must be tired " .

Milena looked at her dad and simply said ,

,,I'm doing my school assignment"  

Putting the plate on the table ,Milena scolded him ,

,,Why you do that ? Let Lev eat in other room ! Don't dirtying my desk ! Go and feed Lev ! " ..

Mr Fazan could only caress his own chest seeing all that . He just refrained and remember the story of someone he read in a book .There is a film made based on it either.

What have always been extraordinary thing in the character of Youssaf story for example ,was not of his being super handsome or his skill to interpret dreams..

but his ability to give in to his people around him and also, even avoiding the seduction of a beauty and powerful woman who would dip him into the muddy satisfaction..

Some powerful attraction yielding of being handsome and other part was as dream interpreter skill that he had...and the super defensive way to encounter all the dangers he had to cope ....that is the spot ,the point ....

That's what example means.... Perseverance.

Listen to 

That sound stream on the line of silence.Wisdom is a big tree derived from just a small seed.

The crowd,the mass,the commoners will never be able to understand it.

They are like market ,site to sell and buy only ..

The Creator ....so justified in making all the permutations for human being to live with their efforts and struggles to hold on to their destiny and betterment.

He spread the power and weakness to each one in the world,and each party.

Kings ,Queens, Ministers ...iron and fire in their hands.

It can be anything and mean anything in the eyes of all the people.

They can be even more magical than magicians...

They can change the truth to lie ,and lie to the truth to capsize things ...the irresponsible ones among the mass.

For the powerful ones ,they can move army to wars and let them die in the battlefield or coming home as heroes..

They can even turn yellow to black then green to blue .. whatever they like .

Then millions of people admire them, applauding , see them as the sea gods of dream in the land of gods...

They promising brighter future...that millions people hope , believe and put their dreams in their magical hands..

So...poor people come in rags, empty handed,having nothing but scythe and grass that they cut from barren dry land . . 

Hundred of time the powerful betray them ...bully them..degrade them...many many times..but..

One day

Even small animal yell ,rebel if they are kicked off then being belittled too often ...

So..is it happening to Aby..?  

This is a story of

people in power

They move in one voice ...

The silent scream of a wounded one.No ,never scream ..just a painful voiceless whisper.

He knows it well.

Then in the next pages of days heading the future, 

Provide them by silent power....

Mr Fazan stepped towards Lev .

The little boy smiled and asking a hug then followed Aby with the plate of porridge he just took from Milena desk .

,,Aby ..let me feed him .Just change your uniform .. don't worry ,dear ,Milena will not scold you .." 

Mr Fazan sat Lev on his lap and started to spoon the porridge into Lev' s mouth ,when Milena passing the room and told Aby to buy something for her at a nearby store .

,,Let him change first ,Milena " 

She was just grumbling,and gave Aby some bills for the store ,without even looked at him .

Aby gripped the money ,fear of losing it ,before going to change then after that ,he rushed out to the store .

He did not even finish his drink as he wanted to do what Milena ordered.

Lev was sitting on his mother's lap while they watched TV when Aby passed in the room.

He jumped down towards Aby and immediately took his hand. Aby reached out and held his beloved brother. 

"Ah..you're starting to look fat ..chubby" he said while pinching Lev's reddish cheeks.

Mama didn't see the two of them go to the yard to play because she was too busy watching Turkish soap operas. Faintly she heard the voice of Lev who shouted cheerfully

,,Whoa hahaha..inflate the balloon ! the green one! yes..the yellow one !! ahahah... will it erupt? if it's blown too big? ahahahahah. .."

Yes! one balloon popped...Lev was crying..

Abby consoled him..

,, Ahhh don't cry..I'll make a soap balloon okay...ok..."

,,I'm the one who blow! I'm the one who blows! "

,, Come on...let's blow together... who has more

and more ..and ..more .".!

They laughed together while watching the soap balloon emerged from the pipes before they swam and dwindled into the air ..