the mourners
Mahdi Tadini
In the name of the rainbow god
They say that the death of one person is a “disaster” and the death of more than one person is a “number”. For this reason, from now on you should be afraid of numbers. “Names” should be shouted instead of “numbers”. The death of each of us must remain a separate tragedy. Every death is a tragedy. The duty of a society is not to let its victims become “numbers” and in order to prevent this sinister distortion from happening and to prevent lives from becoming numbers, “mourning rituals” must be observed.
“Mourning” is as old as human life and has had many cultural functions, but one of the most important reasons for the importance of mourning is that mourning is basically a defense mechanism against death.
This world in itself is empty of meaning and it is man who gives meaning to the world and all its details and events. We create meaning, because we are naked without meaning. “Meaning” is a garment that we wrap around our defenseless nakedness to escape from death. Mourning is one of the deepest meanings for defending “John”. We mournfully remind you that life is the highest price, it is irreplaceable, it is unforgettable, and naturally taking life is the most unforgivable sin. Through this meaning-making and insisting on it, the incomparable value of the lives of the living is constantly pointed out.
Now we are mourning. Our mourning is a battle with numbers. Mourning is a sword we draw on numbers. Death does not become normal for us. We mourn so that the price of life in our society does not decrease and the blood shed is not forgotten. We may bury the dead body, but its burden will always remain on our shoulders.
With each death, our grief is not “divided” among our dead, but “multiplied” by their number. This is the covenant we make with Kian Pirflak to spread his name to the ears of Falak. The same thing we did with the names of Mehsahs, Nikahs and Mehrshads. Our life will no longer be normal. For this reason, anything – for example, football – that tries to make life seem normal, is worse for us than a snake bite. We mourn and we must mourn!
Rainbow God, hug and kiss our Kian. Prove to him that you really are the rainbow god. Show him the beauty of the world from the sky. There is nothing we can do, you can do something to make her forget that dark night. Don’t let him know what this world did to him.
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