When Tamina drowned, her body fell into an abyss, but her soul ascended. Her body met a dark end, her soul a bright beginning. Sea creatures devoured her body and then what was left of it, it deteriorated. Yet her soul was met by laughing angels who took it to the golden gates of Heaven. Their laughter was not mocking or deceptive. It was that kind of laughter that was not produced by humor, but came genuinely from the core. It was that kind of laughter that was welcoming, friendly, and inviting.
Since the day her husband passed away, she had sworn to remember his face, his body, and his voice exactly as they were. She had sworn to remember their trips, their conversations, and their lovemakings in precise accuracy. Yet the more she tried, the less she remembered. The less she remembered, the more her memories became fragmental recollections. Soon enough, they faded. Forever they faded away.
The day she had forgotten all of the memories she and her husband had shared and the way he felt was the day when she was in great confusion, despair, and anger. She was confused because she did not know how and why whoever or whatever stole her precious reminiscences. She was desperate because she wanted and needed her memories to survive throughout her lonely existence. And she felt angry with herself for not being on guard when whoever or whatever grasped all that was left of her husband. The day she had forgotten was also the day she had decided to seek for a better place both physically and spiritually.
It took her a long duration and an immense risk that was her mortal life, but she finally found it. She finally found it and she is joyous, calm, gratified, and liberated in her paradise of laughter and forgetting. |