A Cage Without Bars

The small boy was trying to climb over the wall surrounding the labyrinth that he wanted to leave, when he heard the elderly people back home shouting and telling him to go back to bed. His grip on the wall loosened and he fell to the ground waking up from his dream to find himself 70 years older in his usual armchair at home watching the people around him involved in their busy discussion. His problem of not hearing well sometimes placed him in a cage without bars whenever he happened to be in a big group. The dream in the labyrinth put on different masks; he waded through different surroundings crowded with people who – having different problems themselves – ended up by facing the same isolation that, to different degrees, left them politely ignored by others. Coming out of the labyrinth he found out that whatever realities were in his dream, they had evaporated. Ibrahim Yared's novel asserts that the beauty in life does not evaporate