Pure White
By:Mohammad Babaie
In the middle of that dark black night , I woke up.I had a terrible pain in my leg.I went to the kitchen and took a pill , sat at the table and listened.The silence of the night was like a mysterious moaning.I laistened very deeply.In far far away a dog was barking.Its barking had a bitter taste of suffering and pain. In my thoughts away the white dog at the grandpa's garden was a good friend in my childhood.That sense of being alone was holding me very tightly.Maybe the dog was as alone as me.
In the early morning the sergeant shouted :"it's breakfast time."Again the voice of barking was in my head but this time it was near.I opened my eyes.I felt dizzy.I looked at the fences.It was the dog between the barbed wire-barking and suffering.The soldiers were arguing how to save this miserable animal.No one did anything. The strange familiar sound of loneliness grabbed my heart again and again.I went closer. The sergeant shouted:" Stop idiot.What the hell are you doing? It's the minefield."I heard him but I could not understand what he said.I touched the dog's skin.It was trembling . With all my heart ,I felt the desire to survive in its skin.The dog loved life,like me.I took it's body.I was trapped in the barbed wire.I pushed forward the dog.The soldiers got it.I went back very unconsiously .I heard a very loud bomb sound.I couldn't feel any thing.The world had been ended. A big smile on the dog's face was fadding before my eyes. I no longer didn't feel alone.An ambulance was alarmming .
Every thing was pure white.I felt an endless pain in my right leg.I touched my right leg but I didn't find it.My leg was gone.My family,the soldiers and the sergeant were looking at me very sadly.I smiled .They smiled back to me.
"where is the dog?" I asked .The sergeant wiped his tears .He came near me and brought out his cellphone from his pocket .The dog was on his cellphone ,with a big smile on it's face.
I present my deep respect to the brave marivani soldier _Mohamad Bakhtar -who not only saved a dog in a minefield but the sense of responsibility once again in December 2016.
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