Hosein Tooshe

A voice from the entrance of the house kept ringing in my ears... What a bloody wedding... The bridal veil was drowning in the house... It definitely wasn't a man's voice... But it wasn't a woman's voice either... Maybe it was my own voice... Where had I first heard this voice or even the poem... Who had sung it to me?

The story of Zeinal, a man who after 20 years of being a POW, tries to clear up his past.