A Thousand Days For Mokhtar

This is one of my preferred stories. I love the morbid ending that is a cross between jovial and melancholic. Starting off with the beginning, I like the picture painted of Mokhtar living a solitary life. I feel the heartbreak of a man who lost the love of his life. His avoidance of going to that room that probably feels even smaller now that his wife is gone. I think his wife was the personification of good in the world. I just think it is funny how  Mokhtar lives a quiet life and his life is turned completely upside down by this weird dream. It is kind of like "wow, really guys!" but I also think it was a sign or meant to happen. He was so lonely that he felt good hearing other prisoners through the walls. I just want him to be happy. Maybe in a very weird way he needed that human connection. Knowing that in this small, general space there were voices and lives that added to his life. Maybe he just needed something to drown out the silence of his wife's absence. Since his wife was not there to confide in he handled a situation on his own and maybe in this way he can be at peace. I think it is comedic genius how the whole altercation was tied to together with Mokhtar having one simple thought. A moment of clarity.