The look of the lamb

26 Nov

I saw the resignation in it. It was a look I had seen before. It was the look of the lamb.

The mullah finishes the prayer. Ameen. He picks up the kitchen knife with the long blade. The custom is to not let the sheep see the knife. All feeds the animal a cube of sugar–another custom, to make death sweeter. The sheep kicks, but not much. The mullah grabs it under its jaw and places the blade on its neck. Just a second before he slices the throat in one expert motion, I see the sheep’s eyes.

It is a look that will haunt my dreams for weeks. I don’t know why I watch this yearly ritual in our backyard; my nightmares persist long after the bloodstains on the grass have faded. But I always watch. I watch because of that look of acceptance in the animal’s eyes. Absurdly, I imagine the animal understands. I imagine the animal sees that its imminent demise is for a higher purpose. This is the look…

( Khaled Hosseini – The Kite Runner)

Sepertimana saya tidak mampu melihat atau mendengar proses wanita bersalin, begitu juga lah saya tidak mampu untuk melihat proses penyembelihan binatang. Apa sahaja yang melibatkan pertumpahan darah yang membuak-buak mampu membuatkan saya lemah kepala lutut, meremang bulu roma, kepala berpusing-pusing (wah, macam burung hantu!) dan silap-silap boleh pitam dibuatnya.

Tetapi, membaca The Kite Runner membuatkan saya tergerak untuk cuba-cuba melihat mata binatang yang disembelih itu.

Semata-mata untuk mencari pandangan yang digambarkan oleh Khaled Hosseini.

The resignation look.

The look of the lamb.

Ouh ya, Selamat hari raya semua!

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Posted by on November 26, 2009 in Buku, Saja Mengada


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