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Marriage can wait, education cannot.
Khaled Hosseini (A Thousand Splendid Suns)
One could not count the moons that shimmer on her roofs, Or the thousand splendid suns that hide behind her walls.
Khaled Hosseini (A Thousand Splendid Suns)
Of all the hardships a person had to face, none was more punishing than the simple act of waiting.
Khaled Hosseini (A Thousand Splendid Suns)
A society has no chance of success if its women are uneducated...
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A man's heart is a wretched, wretched thing. It isn't like a mother's womb. It won't bleed. It won't stretch to make room for you.
Khaled Hosseini (A Thousand Splendid Suns)
Learn this now and learn it well. Like a compass facing north, a man’s accusing finger always finds a woman. Always. You remember that, Mariam.
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Behind every trial and sorrow that He makes us shoulder, God has a reason.
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I will follow you to the ends of the world.
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she is the noor of my eyes and the sultan of my heart.
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You see, some things I can teach you. Some you learn from books. But there are things that, well, you have to see and feel.
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You changed the subject." "From what?" "The empty-headed girls who think you're sexy." "You know." "Know what?" "That I only have eyes for you.
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Perhaps this is just punishment for those who have been heartless, to understand only when nothing can be undone.
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But the game involves only male names. Because, if it's a girl, Laila has already named her
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Boys, Laila came to see, treated friendship the way they treated the sun: its existence undisputed; its radiance best enjoyed, not beheld directly.
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yet love can move people to act in unexpected ways and move them to overcome the most daunting obstacles with startling heroism
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Laila has moved on. Because in the end she knows that’s all she can do. That and hope.
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and yet she was leaving the world as a woman who had love and been loved back. she was leaving it as a friend, a companion, a guardian. a mother. a person of consequence at last.
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And the past held only this wisdom: that love was a damaging mistake, and its accomplice, hope, a treacherous illusion. And whenever those twin poisonous flowers began to sprout in the parched land of that field, Mariam uprooted them. She uprooted them and ditched them before they took hold.
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Miriam wished for so much in those final moments. Yet as she closed her eyes, it was not regret any longer but a sensation of abundant peace that washed over her. She thought of her entry into this world, the harami child of a lowly villager, an unintended thing, a pitiable, regrettable accident. A weed. And yet she was leaving the world as a woman who had loved and been loved back. She was leaving it as a friend, a companion, a guardian. A mother. A person of consequence at last. No. It was not so bad, Miriam thought, that she should die this way. Not so bad. This was a legitimate end to a life of illegitimate belongings.
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I'm sorry," Laila says, marveling at how every Afghan story is marked by death and loss and unimaginable grief. And yet, she sees, people find a way to survive, to go on.
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Tariq tucked the gun into the waist of his denims. Then he said a thing both lovely and terrible. "For you," he said. "I'd kill with it for you, Laila.
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Tell your secret to the wind, but don’t blame it for telling the trees.
Khaled Hosseini (A Thousand Splendid Suns)
the past held only this wisdom: that love was a damaging mistake, and its accomplice, hope, a treacherous illusion
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Though there were moments of beauty, Mariam knew for the most part that life had been unkind to her.
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‎I know you're still young but I want you to understand and learn this now. Marriage can wait, education cannot. You're a very very bright girl. Truly you are. You can be anything you want Laila. I know this about you. And I also know that when this war is over Afghanistan is going to need you as much as its men maybe even more. Because a society has no chance of success if its women are uneducated Laila. No chance.
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And that, ...is the story of our country, one invasion after another...Macedonians. Saddanians. Arabs. Mongols. Now the Soviets. But we're like those walls up there. Battered, and nothing pretty to look at, but still standing.
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Each snowflake was a sigh heard by an aggrieved woman somewhere in the world. All the sighs drifted up the sky, gathered into clouds, then broke into tiny pieces that fell silently on the people below. As a reminder of how women suffer.
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She would never leave her mark on Mammy's heart the way her brothers had, because Mammy's heart was like a pallid beach where Laila's footprints would forever wash away beneath the waves of sorrow that swelled and crashed, swelled and crashed.
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Mariam lay on the couch, hands tucked between her knees, watched the whirlpool of snow twisting and spinning outside the window. She remembered Nana saying once that each snowflake was a sigh heaved by an aggrieved woman somewhere in the world. That all the sighs drifted up the sky, gathered into clouds, then broke into tiny pieces that fell silently on the people below. As a reminder of how people like us suffer, she'd said. How quietly we endure all that falls upon us.
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A woman who will be like a rock in a riverbed, enduring without complaint, her grace not sullied but shaped by the turbulence that washes over her.
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You can not stop you from being who you are.
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Then I think of all the tricks, all the minutes all the hours and days and weeks and months and years waiting for me. All of it without them. And I can't breathe then, like someone's stepping on my heart, Laila. So weak I just want to collapse somewhere.
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Love was a damaging mistake and its accomplice,hope, a treacherous illusion".
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She thought of Aziza's stutter, and of what Aziza had said earlier about fractures and powerful collisions deep down and how sometimes all we see on the surface is a slight tremor.
Khaled Hosseini (A Thousand Splendid Suns)
كما إبرة البوصلة تشير إلى الشمال ،، فإن أصبع الرجل يجد دائماً امرأة ليتهمها ،، تذكري ذلك يا مريم !!
Khaled Hosseini (A Thousand Splendid Suns)
Regret... when it comes to you, I have oceans of it.
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The Chinese say it's better to be deprived of food for three days than tea for one.
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People…shouldn’t be allowed to have new children if they’d already given away all their love to their old ones. It wasn’t fair.
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قلب الرجل مثير للأسى،،إنه مثير للأسى يا مريم،،إنه ليس كرحم الأم،،إنه لا ينزف الدم،، لن يتوسع ليصنع لك منزلا،،!
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You’re not going to cry, are you? - I am not going to cry! Not over you. Not in a thousand years.
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A stubborn ass needs a stubborn driver
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If I ever do get married," Tariq said, "they'll have to make room for three on the wedding stage. Me, the bride, and the guy holding the gun to my head
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في ذلك الأسبوع، رسخت في ذهنها قناعة أن من بين كل المشقات التي يواجهها الشخص لا شيء أكثر عقابًا من فعل الانتظار
خالد حسيني (A Thousand Splendid Suns)
And I wrote you. Volumes. Volumes.
Khaled Hosseini (A Thousand Splendid Suns)
Laila remembered Mammy telling Babi once that she had married a man who had no convictions. Mammy didn't understand. She didn't understand that if she looked into a mirror, she would find the one unfailing conviction of his life looking right back at her.
Khaled Hosseini (A Thousand Splendid Suns)
المجتمع ليس له فرصة للنجاح إذا كانت نساؤه غير متعلمات
خالد حسيني (A Thousand Splendid Suns)
In the coming days and weeks, Laila would scramble frantically to commit it all to memory, what happened next. Like an art lover running out of a burning museum, she would grab whatever she could--a look, a whisper, a moan--to salvage from perishing to preserve. But time is the most unforgiving of fires, and she couldn't, in the end, save it all.
Khaled Hosseini (A Thousand Splendid Suns)
دعيني أخبرك شيئاً. قلب الرجل مثيرٌ للأسى، إنه مثير للأسى يا مريم، إنه ليس كرحم الأم. إنه لا ينزف الدم، لن يتوسع ليصنع لكِ منزلاً.
خالد حسيني (A Thousand Splendid Suns)
Look at me, Mariam.' Reluctantly, Mariam did. Nana said, 'Learn this now and learn it well, my daughter: Like a compass needle that points north, a man's accusing finger always finds a woman. Always. You remember that, Mariam.
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Give sustenance, Allah. Give sustenance to me.
Khaled Hosseini (A Thousand Splendid Suns)
With the passing of time, she would slowly tire of this exercise. She would find it increasingly exhausting to conjure up, to dust off, to resuscitate once again what was long dead. There would come a day, in fact, years later, when [she] would no longer bewail his loss. Or not as relentlessly; not nearly. There would come a day when the details of his face would begin to slip from memory's grip, when overhearing a mother on the street call after her child by [his] name would no longer cut her adrift. She would not miss him as she did now, when the ache of his absence was her unremitting companion--like the phantom pain of an amputee.
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She wished she could visit Mariam's grave, to sit with her awhile, leave a flower or two. But she sees now that it doesn't matter. Mariam is never very far.... Mariam is in her own heart, where she shines with the bursting radiance of a thousand suns.
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You know." "Know what?" "That I only have eyes for you.
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Joseph shall return to Canaan, grieve not, Hovels shall turn to rose gardens, grieve not. If a flood should arrive, to drown all that's alive, Noah is your guide in the typhoon's eye, grieve not.
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She would grab whatever she could - a look, a whisper, a moan - to salvage from perishing, to preserve. But time is most unforgiving of fires, and she couldn't, in the end, save it all .
Khaled Hosseini (A Thousand Splendid Suns)
المرء لا يستطيع عد الأقمار المشعة على سقوفها ،، أو الألف شمس المشرقة التي تختبئ خلف جدرانها !!
Khaled Hosseini (A Thousand Splendid Suns)
Laila came to believe that of all the hardships a person has to face, none was more punishing than the simple act of waiting.
Khaled Hosseini (A Thousand Splendid Suns)
it always falls on the sober to pay for the sins of the drunk.
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Laila watches Mariam glue strands of yarn onto her doll's head. In a few years, this little girl will be a woman who will make small demands on life, who will never burden others, who will never let on that she too had sorrows, disappointments, dreams that have been ridiculed. A woman who will be like a rock in a riverbed, enduring without complaint, her grace not sullied but shaped by the turbulence that washes over her. Already Laila sees something behind this young girl's eyes, something deep in her core, that neither Rasheed nor the Taliban will be able to break. something as hard and unyielding as a block of limestone. Something that, in the end, will be her undoing and Laila's salvation. The little girl looks up. Puts the doll down. Smiles.
Khaled Hosseini (A Thousand Splendid Suns)
حتى الشخص الملدوغ من أفعى يستطيع النوم، ولكن ليس الجائع
خالد حسيني (A Thousand Splendid Suns)
Mariam always held her breath as she watched him go. She held her breath and, in her head, counted seconds. She pretended that for each second that she didn't breathe God would grant her another day with Jalil.
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Though there had been moments of beauty in it, Mariam knew that life for most part has been unkind to her. But as she walked the final twenty paces, she could not help but wish for more of it.
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Marriage can wait. Education cannot...Because a society has no chance of success if its women are uneducated, Laila. No chance.
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I’m all you have in this world Mariam, and when I’m gone you’ll have nothing. You ARE nothing!
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I’ll die if you go. The Jinn will come, and I’ll have one of my fits. You’ll see, I’ll swallow my tongue and die. Don’t leave me, Mariam jo. Please stay. I’ll die if you go.
Khaled Hosseini (A Thousand Splendid Suns)
بعض الأوقات، تغيرات تموضع الصخور تكون عميقة، عميقة في الأسفل، فتصبح هذه التغيرات قوية ومخيفة في الأسفل هناك، ولكن كل ما نشعر به على السطح هو الإهتزاز البسيط. فقط إهتزاز بسيط.
خالد حسيني (A Thousand Splendid Suns)
You know the old bit," he said. "You're on a deserted island. You can have five books. Which do you choose? I never thought I'd actually have to.
Khaled Hosseini (A Thousand Splendid Suns)
ما أغنى هذه الأكاذيب ،،رجل غنيّ يخبر أكاذيب غنيّة ،،!
Khaled Hosseini (A Thousand Splendid Suns)
But Mariam hardly noticed, hardly cared...the future did not matter. And the past held only this wisdom: that Love was a damaging mistake and its accomplice, Hope, a treacherous illusion.
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Her beauty was the talk of the valley.It skipped two generations of women in our family, but it sure didn't bypass you, Laila.
Khaled Hosseini (A Thousand Splendid Suns)
لا يخيفني أن أغادر هذه الحياة, التي غادرها ابني الوحيد منذ خمس سنوات مضت, هذه الحياة تصر على أن نحمل حزنا فوق حزن حتى نصبح غير قادرين على التحمل أكثر, أعتقد أنه يجب ان اغادر بسعادة أكثر حينما يحين الوقت
خالد حسيني (A Thousand Splendid Suns)
ما يخيفني هامشيرا هو اليوم الذي يستدعيني فيه الله لأقف أمامه ويسألني ’ لماذا لم تفعل كما أمرت , مللا ؟ لماذا لم تطع أمري ؟ كيف سأشرح نفسي له, هامشيرا ماهو دفاعي لعدم إحترام اوامره؟
خالد حسيني (A Thousand Splendid Suns)
One could not count the moons that shimmer on her roofs, Or the thousand splendid suns that hide behind her walls.
Khaled Hosseini (A Thousand Splendid Suns)
But Laila has decided that she will not be crippled by resentment. Mariam wouldn’t want it that way. ‘What’s the sense?’ she would say with a smile both innocent and wise. ‘What good is it, Laila jo?’ And so Laila has resigned herself to moving on. For her own sake, for Tariq’s, for her children’s. And for Mariam, who still visits Laila in her dreams, who is never more than a breath or two below her consciousness. Laila has moved on. Because in the end she knows that’s all she can do. That and hope.
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But if you have a book that needs urgent reading,' she said, 'then Hakim is your man.
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I will use a flower petal for paper, And write you the sweetest letter, You are the sultan of my heart, Sultan of my heart.
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A man’s heart is a wretched, wretched thing, Mariam. It isn’t like a mother’s womb. It won’t bleed, it won’t stretch to make room for you.
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Only two weeks since he had left, and it was already happening. Time, blunting the edges of those sharp memories.
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You see, some things I can teach you. Some you learn from books. But there are things that, well, you just have to see and feel.
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Because a society has no chance of success if its women are uneducated, Laila. No chance.
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How quietly we endure all that falls upon us.
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At times, he didn't understand the meaning of the Koran's words. But he said he liked the enhancing sounds the Arabic words made as they rolled off his tongue. He said they comforted him, eased his heart. "They'll comfort you to . Mariam jo," he said. "You can summon then in your time of your need, and they won't fail you. God's words will never betray you, my girl.
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Though there had been moments of beauty in it Mariam knew that life for most part had been unkind to her. But as she walked the final twenty paces, she could not help but wish for more of it. She wished she could see Laila again, wished to hear the clangor of her laugh, to sit with her once more for a pot of chai and leftover halwa under a starlit sky. She mourned that she would never see Aziza grow up, would not see the beautiful young woman that she would one day become, would not get to paint her hands with henna and toss noqul candy at her wedding. She would never play with Aziza's children. She would have liked that very much , to be old and play with Aziza's children. Mariam wished for so much in those final moments. Yet as she closed her eyes, it was not regret any longer but a sensation of abundant peace that washed over her. She thought of her entry into this world, the harami child of a lowly villager, an unintended thing, a pitiable, regrettable accident. A weed. And yet she was leaving the world as a woman who had loved and been loved back. She was leaving it as a friend, a companion, a guardian. A mother. A person of consequence at last. No. It was not so bad , Mariam thought, that she should die this way. Not so bad. This was a legitimate end to a life of illegitimate beginnings.
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Mariam saw now the sacrifices a mother made. Decency was but one. 
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أنا متعب وأموت. واريد أن أكون رحيماً.. أريد أن أغفر لك .. لكن عندما يستدعيني الله ويقول. لم يكن لك الحق لتغفر لها , مللا , مالذي سأقوله ؟
خالد حسيني (A Thousand Splendid Suns)
And the past held only this wisdom: that love was a damaging mistake, and its accomplice, hope, a treacherous illusion.
Khaled Hosseini (A Thousand Splendid Suns)
...Mariam is in Laila's own heart, where she shines with the bursting radiance of a thousand suns.
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They would make new lives for themselves—peaceful, solitary lives—and there the weight of all that they'd endured would lift from them, and they would be deserving of all the happiness and simple prosperity they would find.
Khaled Hosseini (A Thousand Splendid Suns)
خلف كل امتحان وكل ألم نلقاه , فإن لله حكمة في ذلك
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She lived in fear of his shifting moods, his volatile temperament, his insistence on steering even mundane exchanges down a confrontational path that, on occasion, he would resolve with punches, slaps, kicks, and sometimes try to make amends for with polluted apologies, and sometimes not.
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Nine-year-old Laila rose from bed, as she did most mornings, hungry for the sight of her friend Tariq. This morning, however, she knew there would be no Tariq sighting. - How long will you be gone? - She’d asked when Tariq had told her that his parents were taking him south, to the city of Ghazni, to visit his paternal uncle. - Thirteen days - Thirteen days? - It’s not so long. You’re making a face, Laila. - I am not. - You’re not going to cry, are you? - I am not going to cry! Not over you. Not in a thousand years. She’d kicked at his shin, not his artificial but his real one, and he’d playfully whacked the back of her head. Thirteen days. Almost two weeks. And, just five days in, Laila had learned a fundamental truth about time: Like the accordion on which Tariq’s father sometimes played old Pashto songs, time stretched and contracted depending on Tariq’s absence or presence.
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Biliyorsun." "Neyi biliyorum?" "Gözlerimin sadece seni gördüğünü.
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Inside Laila too a battle was being waged : guilt on one side, partnered with shame, and, on the other, the conviction that what she and Tariq had done was not sinful; that it had been natural, good, beautiful, even inevitable, spurred by the knowledge that they might never see each other again.
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دعيني أخبرك شيئا .. قلب الرجل مثير للأسى؛ إنه مثير للأسى يا مريم إنه ليس كرحم الأم .. إنه لا ينزف الدم
خالد حسيني (A Thousand Splendid Suns)
To see her, amid all of it. To see that contentment and beauty were not unattainable things.
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She remembered all too well how time had dragged without him, how she had shuffled about feeling waylaid, out of balance. How shr could ever cope with his permanent absence?
Khaled Hosseini (A Thousand Splendid Suns)
امرأة كصخرة في قاع النهر ، تتحمل دون شكوى ، لم تكن نكدة لكنها معجونة بالتمرّد الذي يسكنها
خالد حسيني (A Thousand Splendid Suns)
Like a compass needle that points north, a man’s accusing finger always finds a woman.
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They had overshadowed her in life. They would obliterate her in death.
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Mammy's heart was like a pallid beach where Laila's footprints would forever wash away beneath the waves of sorrow that swelled and crashed
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فكرت بك كل الوقت، اعتدت أن أصلي لتعيش مئة عام، لم أكن أعرف أنك كنت تخجل بي.
خالد حسينی (A Thousand Splendid Suns)
كل ندفة ثلج هي تنهيدة ثقيلة من امرأة محزونة في مكان ما في العالم. كل تلك التنهيدات التي تنساق باتجاه السماء تتجمع في الغيوم ثم تتساقط بهدوء على شكل قطع صغيرة على الناس. إنه تذكير بالنساء اللواتي يعانين مثلنا، كيف نتحمل بصمت كل الذي يقع على كاهلنا.
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إنه قدرنا في الحياة يا مريم , يجب علي نساء مثلنا التحلي بالصبر
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The reputation of a girl ... is a delicate thing. Like a mynah bird in your hands. slacken your grip and away it flies.
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Thirteen days. Almost two weeks. And, just five days in, Laila had learned a fundamental truth about time: Like the accordion on which Tariq's father sometimes played old Pashto songs, time stretched and contracted depending on Tariq's absence or presence.
Khaled Hosseini (A Thousand Splendid Suns)
Mariam knew that life for the most part had been unkind to her. But as she walked the final twenty paces, she could not help but wish for more of it.
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Bu kentin ne çatılarını ışıldatan ayları sayabilirsin, Ne de duvarlarının gerisine gizlenen bin muhteşem güneşi.
Khaled Hosseini (A Thousand Splendid Suns)
العدو الوحيد الذى لاتستطيع أفغانستان هزيمته هو نفسها
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In the middle of the night, when Laila woke up thirsty, she found their hands still clamped together, in the white-knuckle, anxious way of children clutching balloon strings.
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كيف نتحمل بصمت كل الذي يقع علي كاهلنا ؟!!
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... I have dreams of you too, Mariam jo. I miss you. I miss the sound of your voice, your laughter. I miss reading to you, and all those times we fished together. Do you remember all those times we fished together? You were a good daughter, Mariam jo, and I cannot ever think of you without feeling shame and regret. Regret… When it comes to you, Mariam jo, I have oceans of it. I regret that I did not see you the day you came to Herat. I regret that I did not open the door and take you in. I regret that I did not make you a daughter to me, that I let you live in that place for all those years. And for what? Fear of losing face? Of staining my so-called good name? How little those things matter to me now after all the loss, all the terrible things I have seen in this cursed war. But now, of course, it is too late. Perhaps that is just punishment for those who have been heartless, to understand only when nothing can be undone. Now all I can do is say that you were a good daughter, Mariam jo, and that I never deserved you. Now all I can do is ask for your forgiveness. So forgive me, Mariam jo. Forgive me, forgive me. Forgive me...
Khaled Hosseini (A Thousand Splendid Suns)
الأطفال هم الضحايا الحقيقيين لمعارك السوفييت المزروعة بالألغام. كان السوفييت يحبون أن يخبئوا المتفجرات داخل العاب ملونة وبراقة وإذا أمسك بها طفل انفجرت اللعبة لتقطع الأصابع أو اليد بأكملها، وبذلك لايستطيع الأب أن ينضم إلى الجهاد بل عليه أن يبقى فى المنزل ليعتنى بابنه.
Khaled Hosseini (A Thousand Splendid Suns)
She understood then what Nana meant, that a harami was an unwanted thing; that she, Mariam, was an illegitimate person who would never have legitimate claim to the things other people had, things such as love, family, home, acceptance.
Khaled Hosseini (A Thousand Splendid Suns)
أريد أن أرى حلم أولادى يتحقق، أريد أن أرى اليوم الذى سيغادر فيه السوفييت إلى بلادهم مكللين بالعار، اليوم الذى يصنع المجاهدون النصر إلى كابول. أريد أن أكون هناك عندما يحدث ذلك، عندما تعود أفغانستان حرة، سيرى الأولاد ذلك أيضاَ، سيرونه من خلال عينىّ
Khaled Hosseini (A Thousand Splendid Suns)
That summer, Titanic fever gripped Kabul. People smuggled pirated copies of the film from Pakistan- sometimes in their underwear. After curfew, everyone locked their doors, turned out the lights, turned down the volume, and reaped tears for Jack and Rose and the passengers of the doomed ship. If there was electrical power, Mariam, Laila, and the children watched it too. A dozen times or more, they unearthed the TV from behind the tool-shed, late at night, with the lights out and quilts pinned over the windows. At the Kabul River, vendors moved into the parched riverbed. Soon, from the river's sunbaked hollows, it was possible to buy Titanic carpets, and Titanic cloth, from bolts arranged in wheelbarrows. There was Titanic deodorant, Titanic toothpaste, Titanic perfume, Titanic pakora, even Titanic burqas. A particularly persistent beggar began calling himself "Titanic Beggar." "Titanic City" was born. It's the song, they said. No, the sea. The luxury. The ship. It's the sex, they whispered. Leo, said Aziza sheepishly. It's all about Leo. "Everybody wants Jack," Laila said to Mariam. "That's what it is. Everybody wants Jack to rescue them from disaster. But there is no Jack. Jack is not coming back. Jack is dead.
Khaled Hosseini (A Thousand Splendid Suns)
Laila imagines she sees little Mariam there in the hut as a woman who will be like a rock in a riverbed, enduring without complaint, her grace not sullied but SHAPED by by the turbulence that washes over her.
Khaled Hosseini (A Thousand Splendid Suns)
For an hour or two every Thursday, when Jalil came to see her, all smiles and gifts and endearments, Mariam felt deserving of all the beauty and bounty that life had to give. And, for this, Mariam loved Jalil.
Khaled Hosseini (A Thousand Splendid Suns)
When Aziza first spotted Mariam in the morning, her eyes always sprang open, and she began mewling and squirming in her mother's grip. She thrust her arms toward Mariam, demanding to be held, her tiny hands opening and closing urgently, on her face a look of both adoration and quivering anxiety... "Why have you pinned your little heart to an old, ugly hag like me?" Mariam would murmur into Aziza's hair... "What have I got to give you?" But Aziza only muttered contentedly and dug her face in deeper. And when she did that, Mariam swooned. Her eyes watered. Her heart took flight. And she marveled at how, after all these years of rattling loose, she had found in this little creature the first true connection in her life of false, failed connections.
Khaled Hosseini (A Thousand Splendid Suns)
At the door, she made him promise to go without goodbyes. She closed the door on him. Laila leaned her back against it, shaking against his pounding fists, one arm gripping her belly and a hand across her mouth, as he spoke throughout the door and promised that he would come back for her. She stood there until he tired, until he gave u , and then she listened to his uneven footsteps until they faded, until all was quiet, save for the gunfire cracking in the hills and her own heart thudding in her belly, her eyes, her bones.
Khaled Hosseini (A Thousand Splendid Suns)
And here she was now, over those boulders and parched hills, with a home of her own, a husband of her own, heading toward on final, cherished province: Motherhood. How delectable it was to think of this baby, her baby, their baby. How glorious it was to know that her love for it already dwarfed anything she had ever felt as a human being, to know that there was no need any longer for pebble games.
Khaled Hosseini (A Thousand Splendid Suns)
Mariam wished for so much in those final moments. Yet as she closed her eyes, it was not regret any longer but a sensation of abundant peace that washed over her. She thought of her entry into this world, the harami child of a lowly villager, an unintended thing, a pitiable, regrettable accident. A weed. And yet she was leaving the world as a woman who had loved and been loved back. She was leaving it as a friend, a companion, a guardian. A mother. A person of consequence at last. No. It was not so bad, Mariam thought, that she should die this way. Not so bad. This was a legitimate end to a life of illegitimate belongings
Khaled Hosseini (A Thousand Splendid Suns)
الآن تعتقد مريم بأن الناس يجب أن لا يسمحوا لأنفسهم أن ينجبوا أولاداً من جديد، إذا كانوا قد منحوا كل الحب الذي لديهم لأولادهم السابقين، ذلك ليس عدلاً!
Khaled Hosseini (A Thousand Splendid Suns)
Where I come from, one wrong look, one improper word, and blood is spilled. Where I come from, a woman's face is her husband's business only.
Khaled Hosseini (A Thousand Splendid Suns)
So it would begin. The obligatory questions, the perfunctory answers. Both pretending. Unenthusiastic partners, the two of them, in this tired old dance.
Khaled Hosseini (A Thousand Splendid Suns)
This was a legitimate end to a life of illegitimate beginnings.
Khaled Hosseini (A Thousand Splendid Suns)
Time is the most unforgiving of fires.
Khaled Hosseini (A Thousand Splendid Suns)
لاشيء هناك في الخارج ، لاشيء إلا الرّفض ووجع القلب
Khaled Hosseini (A Thousand Splendid Suns)
And yet she was leaving the world as a woman who had loved and been loved back. She was leaving it as a friend, a companion, a guardian. A mother. A person of consequence at last. No. It was not so bad, Mariam thought, that she would die this way. Now so bad. This was a legitimate end to a life of legitimate beginnings.
Khaled Hosseini (A Thousand Splendid Suns)
كانت الشوارع مملوءة بالجثث، والزجاج، وأكوام من القطع المعدنية. كان هناك نهب، قتل، وبشكل متزايد، الاغتصاب، والذى استخدم لترويع المدنيين ومكافأة لرجال الميليشيات. سمعت مريم عن نساء قتلن أنفسهن خوفا من أن يغتصبن، وعن رجال باسم الشرف، قتلوا زوجاتهم أو بناتهم، إذا اغتصبن من الميليشيات.
Khaled Hosseini (A Thousand Splendid Suns)
Laila remembered how Mammy had dropped to the ground, how she’d screamed, torn at her hair. But Laila couldn’t even manage that. She could hardly move. She could hardly move a muscle. She sat on the chair instead, hands limp in her lap, eyes staring at nothing, and let her mind fly on. She let it fly on until it found the place, the good and safe place, where the barley fields were green, where the water ran clear and the cottonwood seeds danced by the thousands in the air; where Babi was reading a book beneath an acacia and Tariq was napping with his hands laced across his chest, and where she could dip her feet in the stream and dream good dreams beneath the watchful gaze of gods of ancient, sun-bleached rock.
Khaled Hosseini (A Thousand Splendid Suns)
Mariam saw now the sacrifices a mother made. Decency was but one...Mariam wished she's been a better daughter to Nana. She wished she's understood then what she understood now about motherhood.
Khaled Hosseini (A Thousand Splendid Suns)
وتركت عقلها يحلق. تركته يحلق حتى وجدت مكاناً، المكان الجيد والآمن، حيث حقول الشعير كانت خضراء، حيث الماء يجري صافياً، وبذور القطن ترقص بالآلاف في الهواء، حيث كان يجلس بابي تحت شجرة أكاسيا، يقرأ كتاباً، وطارق يغفو ويداه على صدره، حيث تستطيع أن تُغطس قدميها في الجدول، وتحلم أحلاماً جيدة تحت الرعاية الحانية لآلهة القدما.
خالد حسيني (A Thousand Splendid Suns)
أستمع إلى دقات الساعة في الردهة، ثم أفكر ، في كل التكات والدقائق ، كل الساعات والأيام، الأشهر والسنوات التي تنتظرني، كلها بدونهما، وعندها لا أستطيع التنفس، كأن شيئاً ما يخطو في قلبي... لقد أصبحت ضعيفة جداً ،، وقد أنهار في أي لحظة ...
Khaled Hosseini (A Thousand Splendid Suns)
Änd the past held only this wisdom: that love was a damaging mistake, and its accomplice, hope, a treacherous illusion.
Khaled Hosseini (A Thousand Splendid Suns)
رغم أنه كانت هناك لحظات من الجمال فيها، عرفت مريم أن الحياة بمعظمها كانت قاسية معها.. لكنها بينما كانت تمشي الخطوات العشرين الأخيرة، لم تستطع منع نفسها من أن تتمنى المزيد منها ...
Khaled Hosseini (A Thousand Splendid Suns)
قلب الرجل مثير للأسي
Khaled Hosseini (A Thousand Splendid Suns)
من بين كل المشقات التي يواجهها الشخص لا شئ أكثر عقاباً من فعل الانتظار
Khaled Hosseini (A Thousand Splendid Suns)
How glorious it was to know that her love for it already dwarfed anything she had ever felt as a human being
Khaled Hosseini (A Thousand Splendid Suns)
Laila came to believe that of all the hardships a person had to face none was more punishing than the simple act of waiting.
Khaled Hosseini (A Thousand Splendid Suns)
Love is a damaging mistake, and it's accomplice, hope, a treacherous illusion" A Thousand Splendid Suns (2007)
Khaled Hosseini
من بين كل المصاعب التي يواجهها المرء ، لا شئ أقسى من فعل الانتظار البسيط
Khaled Hosseini (A Thousand Splendid Suns)
The Chinese say it’s better to be deprived of food for three days than tea for one.
Khaled Hosseini (A Thousand Splendid Suns)
في غضون سنواتٍ قليلة ، هذه الفتاة الصغيرة ستصبح امرأة ، ولن تطلب إلا أموراً صغيرةً من الحياة ، أمور لن تزعج الآخرين
خالد حسيني (A Thousand Splendid Suns)
Like a compass needle that points north, a man’s accusing finger always finds a woman. Always. You remember that, Mariam.
Khaled Hosseini (A Thousand Splendid Suns)
She thought of her entry into this world, the harami child of a lowly villager, an unintended thing, a pitiable, regrettable accident. A weed. And yet she was leaving the world as a woman who had loved and been loved back. She was leaving it as a friend, a companion, a guardian. A mother. A person of consequence at last.
Khaled Hosseini (A Thousand Splendid Suns)
There, the future did not matter. And the past held only this wisdom: that love was a damaging mistake, and its accomplice, hope, a treacherous illusion. And whenever those twin poisonous flowers began to sprout in the parched land of that field, Mariam uprooted them. She uprooted them and ditched them before they took hold.
Khaled Hosseini (A Thousand Splendid Suns)
يالك من فتاة غبية! تظنين أنك هامة بالنسبة له؟, ومرغوب بك في بيته ؟تظنين أنك ابنة له ؟ وانه سيأخذك الى منزله؟ دعيني أخبرك شيئاً قلب الرجل مثير للأسى, إنه مثير للأسى يامريم .. إنه ليس كرحم الأم . انه لاينزف الدم, لن يتوسع ليصنع لك منزلا.
خالد حسینی
In Tariq's grimace, Laila learned that boys differed from girls in this regard. They didn't make a show of friendship. They felt no urge, no need, for this sort of talk... Boys, Laila came to see, treated friendship the way they treated the sun: its existence undisputed; its radiance best enjoyed, not beheld directly.
Khaled Hosseini (A Thousand Splendid Suns)
Only two weeks since he had left, and it was already happening. Time, blunting the edges of those sharp memories. Laila bore down mentally. What had he said? It seemed vital, suddenly, that she know. Laila closed her eyes. Concentrated. With the passing of time, she would slowly tire of this exercise. She would find it increasingly exhausting to conjure up, to dust off, to resuscitate once again what was long dead. There would come a day, in fact, years later, when Laila would no longer bewail his loss. Or not as relentlessly; not nearly. There would come a day when the details of his face would begin to slip from memory's grip, when overhearing a mother on the street call after her child by Tariq's name would no longer cut her adrift. She would not miss him as she did now, when the ache of his absence was her unremitting companion—like the phantom pain of an amputee. Except every once in a long while, when Laila was a grown woman, ironing a shirt or pushing her children on a swing set, something trivial, maybe the warmth of a carpet beneath her feet on a hot day or the curve of a stranger's forehead, would set off a memory of that afternoon together. And it would come rushing back. The spontaneity of it. Their astonishing imprudence... It would flood her, steal her breath. But then it would pass. The moment would pass. Leave her feeling deflated, feeling noting but a vague restlessness.
Khaled Hosseini (A Thousand Splendid Suns)
He's a boy, you see, and, as such, what does he care about reputation? But you? The reputation of a girl, especially one as pretty as you, is a delicate thing, Laila. Like a mynah bird in your hands. Slacken your grip and away it flies. Fariba to her daughter Laila
Khaled Hosseini (A Thousand Splendid Suns)
And yet, she sees, people find a way to survive, to go on.
Khaled Hosseini (A Thousand Splendid Suns)
shoes: that putting them on a bed invited death into the family, that a quarrel would follow if one put on the left shoe first.
Khaled Hosseini (A Thousand Splendid Suns)
Love was a damaging mistake and its accomplice,hope, a treacherous illusion
Khaled Hosseini (A Thousand Splendid Suns)
El corazón de un hombre es miserable. No es como el vientre de una madre. No sangra, ni se ensancha para hacerte sitio.
Khaled Hosseini (A Thousand Splendid Suns)
Boys, Laila came to see, treated friendship the way they treated the sun: its existence undisputed, its radian best enjoyed, not beheld directly. A Thousand Splendid Suns, 133
Khaled Hosseini
هذه فكرته عن التكفير
Khaled Hosseini (A Thousand Splendid Suns)
all the hardships a person had to face none was more punishing than the simple act of waiting.
Khaled Hosseini (A Thousand Splendid Suns)
Mariam longed to place a ruler on a page and draw important-looking lines
Khaled Hosseini (A Thousand Splendid Suns)
A society has no chance of success if its women are uneducated.
Khaled Hosseini (A Thousand Splendid Suns)
القرآن يقول الحقيقة يا ابنتي ، خلف كل امتحان وكل ألم نلقاه ، فإن لله حكمةً في ذلك.
Khaled Hosseini (A Thousand Splendid Suns)
Because it always falls on the sober to pay for the sins of the drunk.
Khaled Hosseini (A Thousand Splendid Suns)
You knew the fate of civilization was being decided fifteen thousand feet above your head in a world of sun, wind and sky . . . You knew it, but even so it was hard to take it in.
Erik Larson (The Splendid and the Vile: A Saga of Churchill, Family, and Defiance During the Blitz)
Nana said, “Learn this now and learn it well, my daughter: Like a compass needle that points north, a man’s accusing finger always finds a woman. Always. You remember that, Mariam.
Khaled Hosseini (A Thousand Splendid Suns)
This is why the Holy Koran forbids sharab. Because it always falls on the sober to pay for the sins of the drunk. So it does.
Khaled Hosseini (A Thousand Splendid Suns)
Mariam wondered how so many women could suffer the same miserable luck, to have married, all of them, such dreadful men.
Khaled Hosseini (A Thousand Splendid Suns)
تتذكر تماما كيف كان الوقت يمر ثقيلا من دونه ، كيف كانت تروح و تجئ وهي تشعر بأنها في حالة ترصد ، غير متوازنة . فكيف لها إذن أن تتعايش مع غيابه الدائم ؟
Khaled Hosseini (A Thousand Splendid Suns)
أتمنى ألّا تفكري أنني أحاول شراء مغفرتك
خالد حسيني (A Thousand Splendid Suns)
الله بحكمته أعطى لكلٍ منا ضعفه ، ومن بين نقاط الضعف التي عندي أنّني غير قادر على رفض طلبٍ لكِ
Khaled Hosseini (A Thousand Splendid Suns)
Mammy's heart was like a pallid beach where Laila's footprints would forever wash away beneath the waves of sorrow that swelled and crashed, swelled and crashed.
Khaled Hosseini (A Thousand Splendid Suns)
Tariq snapped the magazine back into his handgun. "Do you have it in you?" Laila said. "To what?" "To use this thing. To kill with it." Tariq tucked the gun into the waist of his denims. Then he said a thing both lovely and terrible. "For you," he said. "I'd kill with it for you, Laila.
Khaled Hosseini (A Thousand Splendid Suns)
لم يكن من السهل أن تتحمل الطريقة التي يتكلم بها معها، احتقاره لها، إهاناته وسخريته منها.. أن يمر بجانبها كأنها لا شيء أو كأنها قطة في المنزل .. لكن بعد أربع سنوات من الزواج، رأت مريم بوضوح كم يمكن لامرأة أن تتحمل عندما تكون خائفة .. وكانت مريم خائفة حقاً،، من طباعه المتقلبة، مزاجه العنيف، إصراره على الحيوانية، حتى المشاجرات التافهة التي تحدث في المواجهات الضرورية بينهما، كان يحلها باللكمات، بالصفعات، الرفسات... وأحيانا يصلح الوضع باعتذار قذر ،، وأحيانا دون أي شيء ...
Khaled Hosseini (A Thousand Splendid Suns)
Thirteen days. Almost two weeks. And, just five days in, she had learned a fundamental truth about time: Like the accordion on which old Pashto songs were sometimes played, time stretched and contracted depending on his absence or presence.
Khaled Hosseini (A Thousand Splendid Suns)
Thirteen days. Almost two weeks. And, just five days in, she had learned a fundamental truth about time: Like the accordion on which sometimes played old Pashto songs were played, time stretched and contracted depending on his absence or presence.
Khaled Hosseini (A Thousand Splendid Suns)
that love was a damaging mistake, and its accomplice, hope, a treacherous illusion. And whenever those twin poisonous flowers began to sprout in the parched land of that field, Mariam uprooted them. She uprooted them and ditched them before they took hold.
Khaled Hosseini (A Thousand Splendid Suns)
By the time we're twenty, Hasina used to say, Giti and I, we'll have pushed out four, five kids each. But you, Laila, you'll make us two dummies proud. You're going to be somebody. I know one day I'll pick up a newspaper and find your picture on the front page.
Khaled Hosseini (A Thousand Splendid Suns)
Mariam wished for so much in those final moments. Yet as she closed her eyes, it was not regret any longer but a sensation of abundant peace that washed over her. She thought of her entry into this world, the harami child of a lowly villager, an unintended thing, a pitiable, regrettable accident. A weed. And yet she was leaving the world as a woman who had loved and been loved back. She was leaving it as a friend, a companion, a guardian. A mother. A person of consequence at last. No. It was not so bad, Mariam thought, that she should die this way. Not so bad. This was a legitimate end to a life of illegitimate beginnings. Mariam's final thoughts were a few words from the Koran, which she muttered under her breath. He has created the heavens and the earth with the truth; He makes the night cover the day and makes the day overtake the night, and He has made the sun and the moon subservient; each one runs on to an assigned term; now surely He is the Mighty, the Great Forgiver. "Kneel," the Talib said. O my Lord! Forgive and have mercy, for you are the best of the merciful ones. "Kneel here, hamshira. And look down." One last time, Mariam did as she was told.
Khaled Hosseini (A Thousand Splendid Suns)
يرغمون الأولاد على الإنضمام الى المجاهدين فى وضح النهار وتحت تهديد السلاح، يسحبونهم من الشوارع. وعندما يمسكهم جنود ميليشيا معادية يعذبونهم بالكهرباء وينتزعون خصيّهم بالكماشة. يجبرونهم على أن يقودونهم إلى منازلهم. ثم يقتحمونها، يقتلون الآباء ويغتصبون الأخوات والأمهات
Khaled Hosseini (A Thousand Splendid Suns)
A KING WHO PLACED MIRRORS IN HIS PALACE There lived a king; his comeliness was such The world could not acclaim his charm too much. The world's wealth seemed a portion of his grace; It was a miracle to view his face. If he had rivals,then I know of none; The earth resounded with this paragon. When riding through his streets he did not fail To hide his features with a scarlet veil. Whoever scanned the veil would lose his head; Whoever spoke his name was left for dead, The tongue ripped from his mouth; whoever thrilled With passion for this king was quickly killed. A thousand for his love expired each day, And those who saw his face, in blank dismay Would rave and grieve and mourn their lives away- To die for love of that bewitching sight Was worth a hundred lives without his light. None could survive his absence patiently, None could endure this king's proximity- How strange it was that man could neither brook The presence nor the absence of his look! Since few could bear his sight, they were content To hear the king in sober argument, But while they listened they endure such pain As made them long to see their king again. The king commanded mirrors to be placed About the palace walls, and when he faced Their polished surfaces his image shone With mitigated splendour to the throne. If you would glimpse the beauty we revere Look in your heart-its image will appear. Make of your heart a looking-glass and see Reflected there the Friend's nobility; Your sovereign's glory will illuminate The palace where he reigns in proper state. Search for this king within your heart; His soul Reveals itself in atoms of the Whole. The multitude of forms that masquerade Throughout the world spring from the Simorgh's shade. If you catch sight of His magnificence It is His shadow that beguiles your glance; The Simorgh's shadow and Himself are one; Seek them together, twinned in unison. But you are lost in vague uncertainty... Pass beyond shadows to Reality. How can you reach the Simorgh's splendid court? First find its gateway, and the sun, long-sought, Erupts through clouds; when victory is won, Your sight knows nothing but the blinding sun.
Attar of Nishapur
Titanic city" was born. It's the song, they said. No, the sea, the luxury, the ship. It's the sex, they whispered. Leo, said Aziza sheepishly. It's all about Leo. "Everybody wants Jack," Laila said to Mariam. That's what it is. Everybody wants Jack to rescue them from disaster.
Khaled Hosseini (A Thousand Splendid Suns)
مع مرور الوقت ستسأم تدريجياً من هذا التمرين .ستجد انه أمر مجهد أن تسترجع كل شيء تنفض الغبار ، تعيد الحياة مرة ثانية لما مات منذ زمن سوف يإتي يوم في الواقع سنوات ، لن تندب ليلى خسارتها او على الأقل ليس بتلك الطريقة القاسية ليس قريباً سيأتي يوم ما عندما تبدإ تفاصيل وجهه تنزلق من قبضة الذكريات ، عندما تسمع أم في الشارع تنادي طفلها بأسم طارق فأن هذا الأسم لن يجذب اهتمامها لن تفتقده كما هي الآن عندما يصبح ألم غيابه لا يرافقها بشكل مستمر كطيف ألم مبتور
خالد حسيني (A Thousand Splendid Suns)
She wished she could visit Mariam's grave, to sit with her awhile, leave a flower or two. But Laila sees now that it doesn't matter. Mariam is never very far. She is here, in these walls they've repainted, in the trees they've planted, in the blankets that keep the children warm, in these pillows and books and pencils.
Khaled Hosseini (A Thousand Splendid Suns)
Mariam saw now the sacrifices a mother made. Decency was but one. She thought ruefully of Nana, of the sacrifices that she too had made. Nana, who could have given her away, or tossed her in a ditch somewhere and run. But she hadn't. Instead, Nana had endured the shame of bearing a harami, had shaped her life around the thankless task of raising Mariam and, in her own way, of loving her. And, in the end, Mariam had chosen Jalil over her. As she fought her way with impudent resolve to the front of the melee, Mariam wished she had been a better daughter to Nana. She wished she'd understood then what she understood now about motherhood.
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But for a moment, standing there with Tariq in the sunlight, it was as though those years had never happened. Her parents deaths, her marriage to Rasheed, the killings, the rockets, the Taliban, the beatings, the hunger, even her children, all of it seemed like a dream, a bizarre detour, a mere interlude between that last afternoon together and this moment.
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A society has no chance of success if it's women are uneducated.
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رازت را به باد بگو، اما ملامتش نکن که با درخت‌ها در میانش می‌گذارد.
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През тази втора седмица Лайла се убеди, че от всички неволи, които човек трябва да изтърпи, няма по-голяма от това просто да чакаш.
Haled Hoseini
شيء ما يخبرني أنك لست إمرأة شريرة,لكنك قمت بعمل شرير , ويجب عليك دفع ثمن مافعلت , ان الشريعة واضحة في هذه القضية, تقول إنه علي إرسالك الى حيث سأنضم إليك سريعاً ..
خالد حسینی
Waktu yang singkat namun merayap lambat
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همیشه چیزی هست ، چیز دیگری که بتوانند از ادم بگیرند .
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When the Taliban had found the paintings, Tariq said, they'd taken offence at the birds' long bare legs. After they'd tied the cousin's feet and flogged his soles bloody, they had presented him with a choice: Either destroy the paintings or make the flamingos decent. So the cousin had picked up his brush and painted trousers on every last bird. "And there you have it, Islamic flamingos," - "But he'll have the last laugh, the cousin," Tariq said. " He painted those trousers with watercolour. When the Taliban are gone he'll just wash them off.
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A dry, barren field, out beyond wish and lament, beyond dream and disillusionment. There, the future did not matter. And the past held only this wisdom: that love was a damaging mistake, and its accomplice, hope, a treacherous illusion.
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I do it for the girls." "What girls?" He smirked. "They think it's sexy." "It's not." "No?" "I assure you." "Not sexy?" "You look khila, like a half-wit." "That hurts," he said. "What girls anyway?" "You're jealous." "I'm indifferently curious." "You can't be both." He took another drag and squinted through the smoke. "I'll bet they're talking about us now." In Laila's head, Mammy's voice rang out. Like a mynah bird in your hands. Slacken your grip and away it flies. Guilt bore its teeth into her. Then Laila shut off Mammy's voice. Instead, she savored the way Tariq had said us. How thrilling, how conspiratorial, it sounded coming from him. And how reassuring to hear him say it like that - casually, naturally. Us. It acknowledged their connection, crystallized it. "And what are they saying?" "That we're canoeing down the River of Sin," he said. "Eating a slice of Impiety Cake." "Riding the Rickshaw of Wickedness?" Laila chimed in. "Making Sacrilege Qurma." They both laughed. Then Tariq remarked that her hair was getting longer. "It's nice," he said. Laila hoped she wasn't blushing. "You changed the subject." "From what?" "The empty-headed girls who think you're sexy." "You know." "Know what?" "That I only have eyes for you." Laila swooned inside. She tried to read his face but was met by a look that was indecipherable: the cheerful, cretinous grin at odds with the narrow, half-desperate look in his eyes. A clever look, calculated to fall precisely at the midpoint between mockery and sincerity.
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That night, Zalmai wakes up coughing. Before Laila can move, Tariq swings his legs over the side of the bed. He straps on his prosthesis and walks over to Zalmai, lifts him up into his arms. From the bed, Laila watches Tariq's shape moving back and forth in the darkness. She sees the outline of Zalmai's head on his shoulder, the knot of his hands at Tariq's neck, his small feet bouncing by Tariq's hip. When Tariq comes back to bed, neither of them says anything. Laila reaches over and touches his face. Tariq's cheeks are wet.
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قوانين طالبان فور وصولها للحكم: .كل المواطنين يجب أن يصلوا خمس مرات فى اليوم. إذا كان وقت الصلاة وكنتم تقومون بشئ آخر فســــوف، تجلـــدون .على كل الرجال أن يتركوا لحاهم. والحجم الصحيح هو مقدار قبضة تحت الذقن. إذا لم تطيعوا فســوف تجــلدون .كل الأولاد سيلبسون العمائم. الأولاد من الصف الأول إلى الصف السادس سيرتدون عمائم سوداء، فى المراحل العليا سيرتدون عمائم بيضاء. كل الأولاد سيرتدون اللباس الإسلامى. ياقات القمصان ستكون مزررة .الغناء ممنوع .الرقص ممنوع .لعب الورق، لعب الشطرنج، القمار، الطائرات الورقية ممنوعة .كتابة الكتب، مشاهدة الأفلام، ورسم اللوحات ممنوع .إذا كان لديكم طيور الببغاء فسوف تجلدون، وطيوركم ستقتل .إذا سرقتم، ستقطع أيديكم من الرسغ. إذا سرقتم مرة أخرى فسوف تقطع ساقكم .إذا كنتم غير مسلمين، فلا تتعبدوا حيث يمكن للمسلمين رؤيتكم .وإذا فعلتم، ستجلدون وتسجنون. إذا حاولتم تبديل مسلم عن دينه، فسوف تعدمون :انتباه للنساء .ستبقون داخل منازلكم كل الوقت. فليس من اللائق للنساء أن تتجول بلا هدف فى الشوارع. إذا خرجتن، يجب أن يرافقكن رجل قريب.إذا أمسك بكن وأنتن وحيدات فى الشوارع، ستجلدن وتعدن إلى منازلكن .غير مسموح تحت أى ظرف كان أن تظهروا وجوهكن. يجب عليكن أن تتغطين بالبرقع خارج بيوتكن. وإذا لم تفعلن، فستجلدن عدة مرات .مواد التجميل ممنوعة .الحلى ممنوعة .عليكن ألا تلبسن ملابس مثيرة. لن تتكلمن إلا إذا تكلم أحد معكن .يجب ألا تلتقى نظراتكن بنظرات الرجال .لن تضحكن فى العلن. إذا فعلتن ستجلدن .لن تطلوا أظافركن. وإذا فعلتن ستفقدن أصبعا .ممنوع على البنات الذهاب إلى المدارس.مدارس البنات ستغلق فى الحال .ممنوع العمل على المرأة. إذا وجدتن مذنبات بتهمة الزنا، سترجمن حتى الموت اسمعن. اسمعن جيدا. وأطعن، الله أكبر
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• ترى ليلى مريم وهي تضع الغراء على الحبال المغزولة على رأس لعبتها، في غضون سنوات قليلة، هذه الفتاة الصغيرة ستصبح امرأة، ولن تطلب إلا أموراً صغيرة من الحياة، أمور لن تزعج الآخرين، هي أيضاً لن تخبر أحداً أن لديها أحزان، خيبات، أحلام سُخر منها، امرأة كصخرة في قاع النهر، تتحمل دون شكوى، لم تكن يوماً نكدة، لكنها معجونة بالتمرد الذي يسكنها. شيء عميق في جوهرها والذي لم يستطع لا رشيد ولا طالبان كسره، شيء صلب وعنيد كقطعة من حجر الصوان.
خالد حسيني (A Thousand Splendid Suns)
Though there had been moments of beauty in it, Mariam knew that life for most part had been unkind to her. But as she walked the final twenty paces, she could not help but wish for more of it. She wished she could see Laila again, wished to hear the clangour of her laugh,... Mariam wished for so much in those final moments. Yet as she closed her eyes... It was not regret any longer but a sensation of abundant peace that washed over her. She thought of her entry into this world, the harami child of a lowly villager, an unintended thing, a pitiable ,regrettable accident. A weed! And yet she was leaving the world as a woman who had loved and been loved back. She was leaving it as a friend ,a companion , a guardian, a mother, a person of consequence at last. No. It was no so bad , Mariam thought , that she should die this way. Not so bad. This was a legitimate end to a life of illegitimate beginnings.
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Though there had been moments of beauty in it Mariam knew that life for most part had been unkind to her. But as she walked the final twenty paces,she could not help but wish for more of it. She wished she could see Laila again , wished to hear the clangor of her laugh,... Mariam wished for so much in those final moments. Yet as she closed her eyes , it was not regret any longer but a sensation of abundant peace that wshed over her. She thought of her entry into this world , the harami child of a lowly villager , an unintended thing , a pitiable , regrettable accident. A weed , And yet she was leaving the wolrd as a woman who had loved and been loved back. She was leaving it as a friend , a companion , a guardian. A mother. A person of consequence at last. No. It was no so bad , Mariam thought , that she should die this way. Not so bad. This was a legitimate end to a life of illegitimate beginnings.
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Tariq was still speaking, his voice hushed, then high, beseeching, then reasoning; his face hopeful, then stricken. "I can't," Laila said. "Don't say that. I love you." "I'm sorry - " "I love you." How long had she waited to hear those words from him? How many times had she dreamed them uttered? There they were, spoken at last, and the irony crushed her. "It's my father I can't leave," Laila said. "I'm all he has left. His heart couldn't take it either." Tariq knew this. He knew she could not wipe away the obligations of her life any more than he could his, but it went on, his pleadings and her rebuttals, his proposals and her apologies, his tears and hers. In the end, Laila had to make him leave. At the door, she made him promise to go without goodbyes. She closed the door on him. Laila leaned her back against it, shaking against his pounding fists, one arm gripping her belly and a hand across her mouth, as he spoke through the door and promised that he would come back, that he would come back for her. She stood there until he tired, until he gave up, and then she listened to his uneven footsteps until they faded, until all was quiet, save for the gunfire cracking in the hills and her own heart thudding in her belly, her eyes, her bones.
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When Aziza first spotted Mariam in the morning, her eyes always sprang open, and she began mewling and squirming in her mother's grip. She thrust her arms toward Mariam, demanding to be held, her tiny hands opening and closing urgently, on her face a look of both adoration and quivering anxiety. "What a scene you're making," Laila would say, releasing her to crawl toward Mariam. "What a scene! Calm down. Khala Mariam isn't going anywhere. There she is, your aunt. See? Go on, now." As soon as she was in Mariam's arms, Aziza's thumb shot into her mouth and she buried her face in Mariam's neck. Mariam bounced her stiffly, a half-bewildered, half-grateful smile on her lips. Mariam had never before been wanted like this. Love had never been declared to her so guilelessly, so unreservedly. Aziza made Mariam want to weep. "Why have you pinned your little heart to an old, ugly hag like me?" Mariam would murmur into Aziza's hair. "Huh? I am nobody, don't you see? A dehati. What have I got to give you?" But Aziza only muttered contentedly and dug her face in deeper. And when she did that, Mariam swooned. Her eyes watered. Her heart took flight. And she marvelled at how, after all these years of rattling loose, she had found in this little creature the first true connection in her life of false, failed connections.
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Though there had been moments of beauty in it, Mariam knew that life for the most part had been unkind to her. But as she walked the final twenty paces, she could not help but wish for more of it. She wished she could see Laila again, wished to hear the clamour of her laugh, to sit with her once more for a pot of chai and left over halwa under a starlit sky. She mourned that she would never see Aziza grow up, would not see the beautiful young woman that she would one day become, would not get to paint her hands with henna and toss noqul candy at her wedding. She would never play with Aziza's children. She would have liked that very much, to be old and play with Aziza's children. Near the goalpost, the man behind her asked her to stop. Mariam did. Through the crisscrossing grid of the burqa, she saw his shadow arms lift his shadow Kalashnikov. Mariam wished for so much in those final moments. Yet as she closed her eyes, it was not regret any longer but a sensation of abundant peace that washed over her. She thought of her entry into this world, the harami child of a lowly villager, an unintended thing, a pitiable, regrettable accident. A weed. And yet she was leaving the world as a woman who had loved and been loved back. She was leaving it as a friend, a companion, a guardian. A mother. A person of consequence at last. No. It was not so bad, Mariam thought, that she should die this way. Not so bad. This was a legitimate end to a life of illegitimate beginnings. Mariam's final thoughts were a few words from the Koran, which she muttered under her breath. He has created the heavens and the earth with the truth; He makes the night cover the day and makes the day overtake the night, and He has made the sun and the moon subservient; each one runs on to an assigned term; now surely He is the Mighty, the Great Forgiver. "Kneel," the Talib said O my Lord! Forgive and have mercy, for you are the best of the merciful ones. "Kneel here, hamshira and look down." One last time, Mariam did as she was told.
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