
- Lines
- P176.L01–P177.L03
- Where
- the bathhouse
- Who
- narrator; bath attendant; other bathers
- Kind
- memory · Optional scene
- Echoes
- Scene 1: The shadow bent on the wall
Who and what is here
For the illustration A thin shadow on a steamy bathhouse wall beside thick-necked bathers.
The text of the scene
Sadegh Hedayat’s Persian beside our literal English, line by line.
چند شب پیش همینکه در شاهنشین حمام لباسهایم را کندم افکارم عوض شد.
Several nights earlier, as soon as I took off my clothes in the bathhouse’s main chamber, my thoughts changed.
استاد حمامی که آب روی سرم میریخت مثل این بود که افکار سیاهم شسته میشد.
As the bath attendant poured water on my head, it was as though my dark thoughts were being washed away.
در حمام سایه خودم را بر دیوار خیس عرقکرده دیدم. دیدم من همانقدر نازک و شکننده بودم که ده سال قبل وقتی که بچه بودم؛
In the bathhouse I saw my shadow on the damp, sweating wall. I saw that I was as thin and fragile as ten years earlier when I was a child;
درست یادم بود سایه تنم همینطور روی دیوار عرقکرده حمام میافتاد.
I remembered clearly that the shadow of my body fell just like this on the sweating bathhouse wall.
به تن خودم دقت کردم؛ ران، ساق پا و میان تنم یک حالت شهوتانگیز ناامید داشت. سایه آنها هم مثل ده سال پیش بود—مثل وقتی که بچه بودم.
I examined my body; my thigh, lower leg, and middle had a hopeless, lust-arousing quality. Their shadows too were as they had been ten years earlier—when I was a child.
حس کردم که زندگی من همهاش مثل یک سایه سرگردان، سایههای لرزان روی دیوار حمام بیمعنی و بیمقصد گذشته است؛
I felt that my whole life had passed meaninglessly and aimlessly like a wandering shadow, like the trembling shadows on the bathhouse wall;
ولی دیگران سنگین، محکم و گردنکلفت بودند. لابد سایه آنها به دیوار عرقکرده حمام پررنگتر و بزرگتر میافتاد و تا مدتی اثر خودش را باقی میگذاشت.
but the others were heavy, solid, and thick-necked. Their shadows presumably fell darker and larger on the sweating wall and left traces there for a while.
سر بینه که لباسم را پوشیدم، حرکات قیافه و افکارم دوباره عوض شد.
When I put on my clothes in the bathhouse changing room, the movements of my face and my thoughts changed again.
مثل اینکه در محیط و دنیای جدیدی داخل شده بودم، مثل اینکه در همان دنیایی که از آن متنفر بودم دوباره به دنیا آمده بودم.
As though I had entered a new environment and world, as though I had been born again into that very world I hated.
در هر صورت زندگی دوباره به دست آورده بودم. چون برایم معجزه بود که در خزانه حمام مثل یک تکه نمک آب نشده بودم.
In any case I had regained life. For it was a miracle to me that I had not dissolved like a piece of salt in the bathhouse pool.
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