Winter. The body-shaking wind howled and blew as if it wanted to take away the pain from something.
The horror of the cemetery, which embraces all silence, is as peaceful as a lifeless corpse. The soil is black as if infected with the guilt and sins of sinful people.
Dilbar had heard about the cemetery many times before.
– Hey, isn’t the cemetery scary?
– No, my daughter.
– Why, honey? After all, there are corpses there.
– Girl, are you afraid of a real bear or a fairy tale bear?
– Of course, it is different from the real one.
– Why aren’t you afraid of the fairy tale? Can he take you to his forest?
“Don’t make a fuss every time, or the bear in your fairy tale will take you away, but he didn’t come. But the real one will eat me, my brother.”
– Have you seen Ana? Even the corpses in the cemetery have no soul. The cemetery is not scary. On the contrary, it is a very quiet and secluded place. The reason why they call that place scary is that no one can make a sound in the cemetery, not even the corpses.
It is as if they have forgotten to speak, they are a picture without language. You should be afraid of living people in the world, my daughter.
– Why, honey, after all, they are fine. You are fine, grandmother is fine, father, aunt…
– Yes, my daughter, the father and grandmother you are talking about are good people. But not all people are the same. There are good and bad among them.
The cemetery is our eternal home, and this world is only a temporary abode.
Don’t be afraid of that place. ..We will go to our destination forever. …
… Since Dilbar saw his mother in his dreams almost every day, he came to the cemetery to visit her grave. He didn’t even know what pilgrimage was, and he couldn’t understand why his mother was lying under the ground. He knew only one thing, in the fairy tales told by his mother, he swallowed a person who lied, and he could not understand one thing: My mother Nahot told a lot of lies. I also lied to my brother that the cat ate him when he asked for candy.
– Oh, will the earth swallow me too, like you? It’s cold, I’m getting cold
What will I do if the earth sinks? There is no candy, no sweet cake. Who will I play with if not my brother?
– Oijan, don’t lie anymore. After all, God loves children more than his parents, every New Year he sends Santa Claus, whom you look forward to, on his sleigh, to give you gifts. you say Okay, baby.. I’m not lying. I’ll give my brother some candy too. God, please take my mother out of the ground. She will not lie again. True, when my father came to drink, he said that I spilled the water without knowing that my brother and I put his cigarette in water and watched how it grew. Actually, my dad is not a bad person either. Yesterday, my father and mother lied to you about us. That’s why he went underground. My father cried when I said that I and my brother could have gone underground instead of him. Yes, your moon “lied” about you. That’s why they told you not to lie. God, please take my mom out of the ground, I’ll give you my favorite toy. I miss my mom so much. I wake up. I say, are you awake… There is no one around…
Sensing your absence, I quickly come to the cemetery, our forever home…
God, don’t lock me underground yet, I’m afraid there, it’s dark, very cold…
The wind was still blowing over the cemetery, spreading the mysterious whispers of the dead to the world…
Kuziyeva Shakhrizoda is a third-year student of the Faculty of Philology of Urganch State University. More than 30 scientific articles have been published in international journals. Author of the monograph “Interpretation of images in the Stories of Shukur Kholmirzaev”. She is the owner of the Navoi scholarship.
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