Anger and Kanadakat

"Khaj" hadn't done anything else to offend the iron-fisted regime's grip on its people. He hadn't demonstrated, he had never been the reason for the shooting and tear gas, and being placed like that on the back of a security vehicle was a major insult to which he, unfortunately, would never be able to respond. He choked on so many words he wanted to say but couldn't, to hold them back, verbal hemorrhoids, anything else that contained disappointment and bitterness. Various trivialities came to his mind and flew away, including asking the licker to buy him a bottle of pineapple-flavored Bezianos from the nearest grocery store, and the strangeness of the one driving the car, to check the engine oil gauge and the radiator water, and the beautiful girl wearing a red dress and a white veil, who spat when she saw the security vehicle, to love him. Khoj wasn't cultured, or well-read, otherwise he would have also thought to ask for Ernest Hemingway's A Farewell to Arms, which was hanging on the window of a kiosk they passed. Khoj didn't do anything to harm the iron regime rigidly ruling its people. He didn't participate in a demonstration, he had nothing to do with causing the firing of bullets and tear gas. And being placed in this way on the back of the police vehicle was a great humiliation that he, unfortunately, could not respond to. He choked on so many words, he tried to let them all out in vain. Constipation of words, haemorrhoids of speech, he was full of disappointment and bitterness. Various trivialities came to his mind and flew away, like asking Allo'ak to buy him a bottle of the refreshing Bazyanoos drink, pineapple flavoured, from the nearest grocery store, asking Algharib who is driving the car to check the engine oil level and radiator water, And asking the beautiful girl wearing a red dress and a white scarf, who spat when she saw the police car, to love him. Khoj was not educated or well-read, otherwise, he would also have thought of asking for Ernest Hemingway's "A Farewell to Arms", which was displayed on the front of a kiosk they passed by.