Page 1 – Self-Portrait

The woman picked up a pencil and began to draw. She was drawing a self-portrait. She hadn't looked at herself in the mirror for a long time. It was not too late to recognise her own face. She repeated this phrase to herself, and those who saw her might have mistaken her for a parrot. But she didn't care about that. She examined her pen and her face at the same time. She straightened her bun and looked at herself very carefully in the mirror. How did she look when she was sad, how did her face look when she laughed, what shape did her face take when she was angry? She found the answers to these questions one by one. She loved her face, loved herself and continued to draw her portrait.

Freedom begins with self-knowledge, she said inwardly. Then she repeated this sentence aloud. Freedom begins with knowing yourself, she shouted. This time he started to draw her left profile in the blank space on the paper. When someone asked the reason for this left profile portrait, he could have told that person to shut up. But she would say "one should be able to look at oneself from other angles".

As the woman examined her face, she asked herself why she was not a dove. She thought of the burden and the chain on her feet. ...