Choshak Phalodyan

Choshak Phalodyan is an orchard that sucks, absorbs, and draws things into itself—a metaphor for one of the countless possibilities of looking at life.

In this novel, the implied author, during his youth, witnesses an extraordinary sight: an intimate encounter expressed through the meeting of the eyes of a man and a woman. This singular experience leaves a lasting impression on his writing and perhaps on his entire life. At the final stop of his life's journey, he narrates his story. Yet, there is no one beside him to listen or to assess the truth or falsehood of what he recounts.

He repeatedly attempts to reconstruct the story of his life, making a solitary effort to reach the core of truth through numerous deceptive versions of reality. What emerges is a forest of countless illusions—disjointed, or perhaps interconnected. This is Choshak Phalodyan.