Though the fictional characters closely resemble the two real people, they are distinct. As the author, she presents a fictionalized version of two real people: Firdaus and herself. Similarly, Firdaus’s stepmother’s eyes are dull and unreflective, suggesting that although she is not cruel, she is unfeeling and does not bring life, hope, or love to Firdaus’s world. Nawal El Sadaawi is both the author and the narrator of Woman at Point Zero. Contrarily, when Bayoumi starts to beat Firdaus, his once-kind eyes reveal themselves to be “jet black,” suggesting that they have no light and that he is not a source of compassion as Firdaus once believed. This description is repeated almost verbatim for both Miss Iqbal and Ibrahim’s eyes (before Ibrahim betrays Firdaus), suggesting that Firdaus sees these individuals similarly, as people whom she loves that give life rather than take it.

In Woman at Point Zero, she meets up, as a Psychiatrist, with Firdaus, a woman on death row in Qanatir Women’s Prison, for killing her pimp. The flowing light suggests that Firdaus remembers her mother as a life-giving source of comfort. Woman at Point Zero Paperback Augby Nawal El Saadawi (Author) 1,071 ratings See all formats and editions Kindle 9.99 Read with Our Free App Audiobook 0.00 Free with your Audible trial Hardcover 95.00 1 New from 95.00 Paperback 24.69 63 Used from 1.83 3 New from 24.69 1 Collectible from 30.99 MP3 CD 9.99 6 New from 8. The Fall of Imam addresses how politics, in addition to religion and morality, is used to control women. I for one place zero trust in any judge, jury, prosecutor, DOJ, FBI, woman, man, whatever. Although Firdaus barely remembers her mother, Firdaus does recall that her eyes looked like two rings of bright white surrounding two circles of deep black, and the white glows as if light flows through them from some magical place. RT pacoceanlover: Nothing will happen to Trump. Nawal writes this after she has finally met Firdaus, on the day that Firdaus is scheduled to die. In Firdaus’s narration, a person’s eyes reflect her perception of them and the way she judges their character. The woman sitting on the ground in front of me was a real woman, and the voice filling my ears with its sound, echoing in a cell where the window and door were tightly shut, could only be her voice, the voice of Firdaus.

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