Ear Small Walls, Paperback, Shahrzad

I was eight years old when I first discovered that walls have holes through which a collection of stories seeps into us. However, these stories differ from those that a group of people might share; they are mostly private stories, and their owners are careful not to let them leak outside their walls. But some walls are weak and do not always keep secrets; sometimes, they spill them out to the other side of life. A passerby may happen to walk by, capturing the stories of someone outside the script and the text, someone who does not belong to the closed circle, someone standing outside the walls and not inside them. In my childhood, I was that passing person, the small ears of the walls, filled with many private stories that were told in the voices of their owners!