Three months in Afghanistan. Lived intensely, as a traveler of the past. Three months spent with the feeling of being invisible, though it is impossible to make such a country at war. Three months believed to be a secret agent or just a fool. Three months to capture the genius loci and tell without hesitation, taking the side of truth and denouncing the intrigues of power. Three months to paint a fresco varied, precise and incisive, a reality that we know in a superficial way, through the reportage of journalists embedded . Not to mention those hasty or liars. Three months to melt in the crucible of writing the many gems that Afghanistan has to offer to a patient observer, disillusioned and in love with life, wishing to make a gift to others the treasures received or discovered in the folds of time that has stopped.
These three months dedicated to the inimitable life - June, July and August 2010 - have finally become a book. Not a wise nor a novel, but a mosaic narrative that takes shape in accordance with its brightly-colored fabrics. In it are laid down as the happiest moments on the enamel and the despair that mark the life the Afghan people. Each tile is an illustration dry and documented but not aseptic. In contrast, the mosaic spreads a kind of virus that infects the reader, forcing him to take a stand. A choice: love or hate. Indifference is not plausible.
In Afghanistan. After us the deluge I told the life and death, both have been an eyewitness. I tried to lay bare the female condition and the no less dramatic for children, daily life in prisons and camps for displaced people, behind the scenes operations of war and peace in a time of our troops and humanitarian aid, the phenomenon rampant of drugs, sanitary, political corruption. But I also read poetry and spiritual aspects of a people condemned the war as a kind of ancestral curse, though loving peace. My story is not reassuring, but those who read it swear that acts as a pick that tickles the heartstrings and makes them vibrate violently or gently, causing an array of mixed feelings. Indignation, anger and disgust to the next emotion, empathy and feel more intimate, permeable to the exotic charm and dreams.
all for now.
A major Italian publisher has reviewed the text and considered valid. The the new book could be published and distributed in bookstores soon. This label will update soon with news about it. Inshallah! - as they say in Afghanistan.
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