The Prize

Yemenat

Ahmed Saif Hashed

In the same spirit, I approached excellence and its counterparts. I worked hard and persevered until I achieved first place in the paratrooper course. I was honored by Omar Al-Attas, then Vice Chairman of the General Staff. I received my award on graduation day, a wristwatch that felt like it pulsed with warmth and light in my heart. It expanded within me like a legend, culminating in the triumph of a hero deserving of this captivating prize, with its elegance, grace, and radiant beauty.

A flood of joy enveloped my surroundings; its brilliance captured my gaze, bright as the sun and beautiful as the moon. It was both fire and peace for a child who cherishes innocence. I rejoiced as children do; the joy of a child is unparalleled. That innocent child still resides within me, and I continuously strive to reclaim his memories, buried by time and forgotten. I attempt to extract myself from my heavy burdens and to wrest from my aged sorrow any glimpses of joy and happiness.

I recalled my elation upon securing first place in my military college class as I received the award. I remembered the joy of my childhood when my father gifted me a Swiss cross watch. That night, I could not sleep, overwhelmed by joy, feeling as if I and my watch were the center of this miraculous universe, brimming with wonders.

The value of awards to me lies in their significance, foremost of which is the merit of those who deserve them. As I received that watch, I felt as though the heavens themselves had humbled and bowed to me, graciously presenting me with the prize, enveloped in warmth and tenderness.

I heard the heavens say to me: “Reap the joy you seek; you truly deserve