Recovery in Mohammed's House
FOR THE NEXT FEW DAYS, Mohammed and Kelly took good care of Ali. Kelly, on her part was skeptical for a self-acclaimed killer was with them. But then, she helped in no small way. Life first, she had always believed. It was the ideology of life first that had made her render help to the poor Iraqis children, and place them in foster homes. For Ali, she did likewise and Mohammed had on many occasions thanked her for her help and understanding. Their care helped Ali to recover from the injury much faster than expected. Even Dr. Ahmed was surprised at how quickly Ali healed.
Ali was a man who had been deprived of company for a long time. He had lived a solitary life since after the war, and now, he is being attended to by Kelly and then Mohammed. True, he was not used to the company he was receiving, but somehow, he liked it. And it pained him that he didn’t know why. Was he no longer in control? Within the past few days, he had killed more than a dozen persons and was very much invincible, but here he was, feeling helpless, and being looked after by persons he knew nothing about. What a life! he thought. Needless to say, he was truly enjoying the company of Mohammed and Kelly but he often thought about his past. As for his future, he was unsure what it held for him.
A sense of a shared mission was developing between Mohammed and Ali, though on different levels. Mohammed helped Ali to understand the real picture that existed in their country today and the true nature of the Establishment there. Ali felt guilt for having allied with the wrong people, the true enemies of his country, and his conversations with Mohammed helped him to deal with his thoughts and feelings. With time, growing trust flowed between the two, and Ali came to look to Mohammed as a guide or maybe, a brother, but not a master.