In Damascus one day, the young man rushes back home, all frightened and shaken. I have to leave town right away because I just saw the angel of death staring at me in the bazaar, he says to his family. He immediately travels to Baghdad only to meet the angel at the gates of town. I just traveled hundreds of miles to get away from you, he says. But from the day you were born, I was supposed to take your life right here, right now. Can we fiddle with fate?
Posted on: Sun, 30 Nov 2014 20:39:07 +0000