I told him: - Praise be to God, you have performed your complete message, and you reached your family with safety, and you were extracted from the monster of days Its fierce tusks, for you to go to comfort and tranquility in the remaining few days. - I was suspicious and asked me: Do you remember our pure days in the first time? - I read his concerns, so I said: - That time has passed and passed. - He said in a tone of confession: My only friend, in the glory of victory and prosperity, I often cried the lost dignity.
by Naguib Mahfouz
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The passage reflects a conversation between two friends, where one expresses relief that the other has completed his mission and safely returned home. The speaker acknowledges the hardships faced and the transition to a more peaceful life, contrasting it with the past struggles they endured. This transition marks a hopeful yet bittersweet moment, celebrating survival while recognizing the past's challenges.

As the dialogue continues, the second friend reminisces about their earlier, purer days, revealing a sense of longing for what has been lost. The acknowledgment of crying for lost dignity amidst victory and success highlights the complexity of human emotions, where achievements are often shadowed by past sacrifices and pain. This moment encapsulates themes of friendship, nostalgia, and the nuanced nature of success in the face of personal loss.

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