Olive Senior - PEN International
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WORDS ... ESTHER HEBOYAN<br />
Not yet, anyway. There was some time to go before she gained any weight. She<br />
stared all around her: hanging breasts, thighs, buttocks, bellies. Hordes of women.<br />
Imperfect, yet resigned, and surprisingly cheerful. Aghavni stood up and walked<br />
to an alcove to the left of the hammam. There she turned on the fountain, sank to<br />
her knees and began punching herself, like she used to punch the çörek dough for<br />
Easter. (That had set her elder sisters giggling.) Now she only had her eyes to cry<br />
with, as the saying goes. So she cried, as her blood silently turned the water red.<br />
Then she passed out.<br />
That could have meant the end of Aghavni Tchamitchyan.<br />
But it is not the way I want the story to end.<br />
I have heard of women who had survived all kinds of tragic circumstances.<br />
I personally know several who have pulled themselves from the worst trauma.<br />
Skin-deep betrayal, beatings, rape, incest, imprisonment, torture, brain tumours,<br />
psychosomatic eczema, typhus, joblessness, bug-infested lodgings, starvation,<br />
drug addiction, abortion, public humiliation, political exile, the death of a child.<br />
There is no end to those stories. Fortunately, there are always women blessed with<br />
good luck, the kind of luck that propels them to stardom, princedom or dazzledom.<br />
Therefore, I will give the story its glorious twist, with a Hermann Cenneto˘glu<br />
from Manchester, England playing deus ex machina. A near-botanist in his spare<br />
time, but mainly a florist in pursuit of happy effects, this Hermann Cenneto˘glu<br />
spotted his ‘Magnolia-Girl’ from a distance. On a three-day visit to Istanbul, he<br />
happened to meet Aghavni Tchamitchyan at a social gathering. It was love at first<br />
sight.<br />
‘You must know …’ Aghavni confessed. ‘You must know that I love Elvis Presley,<br />
and that I am with someone else’s child.’<br />
‘I understand,’ he answered.<br />
‘You pry not. I blabber not. It’s best.’<br />
‘It’s best,’ agreed the man from Manchester. ‘May I have a picture of my bride,<br />
though? To remember you by. It will be a while before you reach England.’<br />
‘I’d rather not, Dear,’ she replied. ‘A picture bride is the last thing I want to be.’<br />
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