As Samawah, Iraq .- In this tiny town south of Baghdad, Abdel Bari, a professor at the only school youth in the region, was accused of spreading ideas that threaten the Mohammedan faith, so that after a short trial in which the issue involved refused to comment, the religious authorities, found guilty, sentenced him to death. Escorted by four locals, Abdel was born to a humble mud house where he will spend seven days and seven nights. Jalil, a Muslim leader who played an important role in the trial, described the confinement as a punishment that will allow you to estimate the magnitude of their offenses.
A relative of Abdel Bari, who asked me to keep their identity anonymous for security reasons before entering the interview, explained that the background of that paraphernalia is hiding a personal animus against Abdel Bari Jalil who started the day he prevented an angry mob stoned a girl .
"She was a woman who despised the crook Jalil said softly, as if afraid that the walls of his room could hear. One day, the father instructed the woman to bring water from a nearby source, and obediently, she walked to the right place and bent to pick it up, but then Jalil, who had been lurking for a long time ago, tried to hold to please his demons. However, the innocent prey was stronger than he thought, because with a quick movement escaped his hands and hit him in the abdomen with a dagger hidden under her dress, my partner leaned back and furrowing frown at me with a stern expression that struck fear, "Jalil is a liar who disgrace the name of Allah.
Moreover, Jalil a self-proclaimed "simple servant of God" and with respect to Mr. Abdel Bari, said he is satisfied that no further pervert the soul of youth.
also collect information about Jalil thanks to one of their relatives who was particularly willing to talk to a foreigner who knew so little about Muslims. Khalil was born in a province bordering on Missing As Samawah. His father was a brilliant theologian, a distinguished teacher who taught his eldest son to respect and love their religious traditions. "When I was seven years old, said raising the index finger without hesitation threw the first stone at an aunt who dishonored their husbands, thus, for the pride of his family, a tangible proof that love God above all things. He continued talking about other chapters of his youth that gave clear evidence and determined character that shaped the personality of Jalil, and was certainly very interesting and also confusing to me sick in this place of barbaric and cruel ways, the talk of spirituality and reverence for this submission.
Meanwhile, Abdel Bari, sitting in a corner of the house, his eyes clenched like a fist, concentrating on thoughts unknown, to what is not uneasy slogans that rise like sand from the desert dunes.
Jalil, surrounded by the rays of the sun, provides the beautiful blue sky for a moment and said that purifies man's death, immediately afterwards, departs from the doorway to another who sits next to him direct it harangue to the assembled people: the eyes of women look demurely through the narrow slit of the burka, and the faces and hands clasped in meditation denote men. Behind the solemn group of black and white robes that float like flags on poles, is a fearsome tank and sand-colored American soldiers doing the role of disinterested witnesses is like watching an old one and unintelligible Arab history. One of them looks at me carefully. In the pocket of his jacket and pulls out a cigarette smile asks me if I'm English.
Carlos (Hiletrados Creative).
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