Guardians of Sorrow

In Taj Al-Sir's world, reality is steeped in its own realism, while imagination runs wild in its unrestrained flight. There, in that space of stark contradictions, tragedy and ironic nature coexist. There, newborns are thrown into garbage dumps, yet there, too, a shrewd woman—the politics of agents—takes pity on them and gathers them up. There, a teenager dies before handing over the "Pele" he dreamed of, while that young man receives a son he could never have imagined. There, a fortune teller heals the ailing woman who has fallen ill, while the protagonist seriously wonders if he killed the manager. No, this is not a disjointed narrative. It is simply condensed, a captivating microcosm of life and its characters, with their tragedies and joys, their innocence and cunning, their diverse inclinations, and their ultimate bewilderment before the mirrors... "In the worlds of Taj Al-Sir, there is a reality steeped in its truths and an imagination rampant in its wildness. There, tragedy and ironic humor coexist in sharp contradictions. Newborns are thrown into garbage dumps, while the intelligent woman sympathizes with them and welcomes them. A teenager dies dreaming of wearing a pair of Pelé's football boots, while the same pair is eagerly given to a little girl who never dared to dream of them. A fortune teller deals with her mother's wishful thinking, while the protagonist seriously wonders if he was the one who killed the manager. No, it is not an incoherent story; it is simply a microcosm of life and its characters, with their tragedies and joys, their innocence and cunning, their diverse inclinations, and their eternal bewilderment before the mirrors..."