Marzieh Djadidi

Seeking Myself Marzieh Djadidi

During the first month moving to another country, when Negin had gotten back home from the university, she`d thought "Cool, I have more freedom and privacy here." But gradually the house became smaller, like a cage, a prison, always silent, always empty, with nobody else breathing there but Negin. Then she`d felt emptiness, and some weird thoughts and feelings had appeared one after another. Those thoughts had dragged her somewhere she had not realized or seen before, like space, and then they`d brought her vacuity. All thoughts had vanished, and nothing had remained at the end but silence and darkness, pure deep darkness. She`d felt she had died. But she would be born again with a new look at the world!