She looked at her husband lying on his bed barely able to move after five operations and four days in a coma. He was barely able to move but was aware of everything that was important to him. He was happy to see his wife but he was concerned about his son Hussam who had been in the accident with him. She greeted him with joy in her heart and told him how glad she was that he's doing well. He moved his lips to say Hussam. No sound came out but his lips said it.
His wife looked at him and said, "We're all fine and we're waiting for you to get well."
Again with his lips he asked, "Hussam" and though he said it with no sound it was very audible to her. She replied, "He's fine, he's just a bit shook up from the accident," she put on a smile and went on, "he's just waiting for you to get a bit better and it'll take him some time to get better himself." Her mouth could not hold the smile anymore, "we're all fine," she said, "we're all fine."
She became thoughtful for a moment and stood up and repeated, "we're all fine." She paced about the room still thoughtful and saying as if to herself, "we're all fine," then she looked at him and said, "your daughter gave birth to a boy." She watched his reaction and then said, "we called him Hussam, like his uncle." Her eyes gave her away and she paused and calmly said, "Hussam died." Her broken spirit oozed out of her whole body. "Hussam's died, Hussam died." She kept repeating it and broke into tears as she said it. He stared into her eyes as she looked back at him, his body unable to move. She looked at him with so much love; "Our son died… Our son died."
His face didn't move and tears slowly started dripping from his wide open eyes and slowly covered his sad, sad face. His face muscles hadn't twitched but his face was soaked with sadness nonetheless. She flung herself into his arms while she said, "our son died," and theirs was a long warm but sad and bitter embrace.
There are things between those that are married that are born with them that create a sense of attachment they never thought possible. How do they cope with such a loss, the only way is through each other, and oddly enough they're the source of that loss.
"Our son died." These words were powerful enough to sculpt Everest. That Hussam died was hard enough to hear but to see his wife who had shared with him his entire life share that insurmountable loss was more than he could ever bear. Yet those same words, "Our son died," coming from his wife contained his salvation too; those same words, "Our son"; "Our" was the only thing that could make him imagine that by some miracle he could bear it, because he wasn't going to do it alone.
Sausan Badr has proved to be such a superb actress. This is a scene out of the ramadan series 'Eldaly' where Sausan Badr delivers a very powerful and elegant performance. I haven't been a great fan of Nour Elsherif however in this scene he's done a fabulous job, he expresses himself perfectly with his eyes. It was such a touching scene and I have no idea why I wrote what I wrote except that it moved me. It adds nothing and it's better to be seen with Sausan's tone and expressions. Her performance is very sincere and heartfelt and I could really feel her broken spirit.
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Good post. I like her too. But am glad I missed it. It would have haunted me.
Haven't tried to follow any Arabic series this Ramadan.
i didn't see it... the way you describe it however makes it so real.... actually i was surprized it had to do with Egyptian drama at the end... good writing ;)
on another note, you do watch echebechan tee fee :p
hey loulou, it did haunt me and that's why i wrote it out.
inso, yeah i do watch echebchan tchee fee once in a while.. but I don't follow it up.. some scenes are just too unrealistically unbearable with horrible dialogue.. this was wasn't though and the scene had more feelings than I could express in what I wrote.
I feel that with certain kinds of losses... no matter who you share it with - won't make it any bareable or better.
I feel that with such a loss.. having to witness the pain of the one you love over the loss of someone you equally love... is even more unbareable than having to do it alone.
ya will my mom mentioned over the phone how I'm missing the Egyptian Telenovella of a lifetime. although mr abdelhameed Is my all time fave.......don't get dish in Manhattan where I live.
cool post.
zero, abdel hameed meeen?
insomniac
The nour elsherif tamsilya that aired during the prior ramadan, costarring Ma'ali Zayed.
@jade, it might be true that some losses are as you described, but I was merely describing the scene with the message and feelings that have come across.. There are two kinds of people, some who will throw themselves in their partner's embrace and some who will get completely disconnected. Robin Williams explains it better in What Dreams May Come, it's a great movie that shows the extreme sides of the coin.
@zerocool, I was just about to ask you who Mr. Abdelhameed was (thanks inso) I think it was a great character and not overly idealistic .. along with him he carries some realistic flaws that are natural from the environment he comes from.. Yeah, you're missing some drama here.. too bad you don't get dish. However you're also missing some of the lousiest scenes ever, most scenes without stars are so amateur.
will, regarding the abdelhamid character,i think he really went overboard when he went on and on about how it was all wrong to send his son to a language school bla bla bla and that what's wrong with our society is that we drifted away from the Arabic language... yep, that's what's wrong with our society..... i did get carried away!!
zero, ur really missing out on some serious crap by Omar Sharif and all the cast so far in his series!!!
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