| Title | : | A Thousand Splendid Suns |
| Author | : | |
| Rating | : | |
| ISBN | : | 1594489505 |
| ISBN-10 | : | 9781594489501 |
| Language | : | English |
| Format Type | : | Hardcover |
| Number of Pages | : | 372 |
| Publication | : | First published January 1, 2007 |
| Awards | : | British Book Award Best Read of the Year (2008), Book Sense Book of the Year Award Adult Fiction (2008), California Book Award Fiction (Silver) (2007), Exclusive Books Boeke Prize (2007), Lincoln Award (2011) |
With the passing of time comes Taliban rule over Afghanistan, the streets of Kabul loud with the sound of gunfire and bombs, life a desperate struggle against starvation, brutality and fear, the women's endurance tested beyond their worst imaginings. Yet love can move people to act in unexpected ways, lead them to overcome the most daunting obstacles with a startling heroism. In the end it is love that triumphs over death and destruction.
"A Thousand Splendid Suns" is a portrait of a wounded country and a story of family and friendship, of an unforgiving time, an unlikely bond, and an indestructible love.
A Thousand Splendid Suns Reviews
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Like diamonds and roses hidden under bomb rubble, this is a story of intense beauty and strength buried under the surface of the cruel and capricious life imposed upon two Afghani women.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.
Staggeringly beautiful and deep and rich and sad and frightening and infuriating. There’s a lot I want to say about this book and so I cry your pardon if this review is a bit of a rambler. You should definitely read this book. I’ll probably repeat this again, but I want to make sure I don’t forget to say it. Buy the book and read it.
I love good historical fiction, especially when set in places and/or periods of which I am not very familiar. Afghanistan certainly fit that description, which makes me feel a significant amount of personal shame given how intertwined the country has been with the history of the U.S. over the last 30 years. That same time frame is also the primary focus of the novel so I feel like I got a real taste of the history of this mysterious time.
That said, the historical events described in the novel are merely spice for the narrative and are clearly not the entrée at this literary feast. However, I would likely recommend this book for the historical component alone even if I didn’t like the rest of the novel…oh, but I did so much like the rest of the novel.
The story revolves around two women, Mariam and Laila, born 20 years apart, but whose lives are intertwined through the events of the novel. Mariam (born in 1959) is the illegitimate daughter of a wealthy merchant named Jalil who has 3 wives and 9 “legitimate” children. Mariam’s mother, Nana, was a servant in Jalil’s house whose affair with Jalil resulted in Mariam. As you might expect, the 3 wives were less than enthused and Nana and Mariam were forced to live on the outskirts of town, making Nana a bitter often cruel person to Mariam.
The other main character is Laila (born in 1978) who lives in the same area as Mariam. Laila’s story begins with her close friendship with a boy named Tariq who loses a leg to a Soviet land mine when he’s 5 years old. Years later, with Kabul under constant rocket attacks, Laila’s family decides to leave the city. During an emotional farewell, Laila and Tariq make love. Later, as her family is preparing to depart Kabul, a rocket kills her parents and severely injures Laila.
I don’t want to spoil the plot by giving away too many details, so let me just say that through a series of mostly tragic circumstances, Mariam and Laila both end up married to a serious scumbag named Rasheed. I want to clarify that last remark because I think it goes to the most chilling aspect of the novel for me. One of the novel’s primary strengths is the bright light the author shines on the nasty way women are treated in countries like Afghanistan.
Now not being knowledgeable enough about the culture to make a well-informed analysis, I strongly suspect that the character of Rasheed, while made somewhat worse for dramatic effect, is close enough to what was “the norm” as to be positively sickening. Thus, when I say scumbag (which I whole-heartedly mean), part of the emotional impact of Rasheed’s actions came from my not seeing them as cartoonish, but as part of an “institutional evil” that was all too common.
Bottom-line, Rasheed is an ignorant, mean-spirited, petty little pile of assbarf who will make even the most serene and passive reader feel like loading the .45 with hollow points and performing a gunpowder enema on his sorry, wretched chair cushion.
Anyway, once Mariam and Laila find themselves together, the story deepens as these two women slowly learn first to live with each other and later to depend upon each other as they face almost daily challenges, mostly from their abusive husband.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.
The lives of these women is an epic journey in every sense of the word and I felt like I was on a journey of my own as I road along with them.
While there is much of darkness and pain throughout the book, Hosseini never allows the emotional tone of the story to descend in melodrama. There is little self-pity or wallowing in grief. There is pain, there is loss but there is no surrender. Instead, these women absorb tremendous blows (both figuratively and literally) and continue to live.
There is a great passage near the end of the book that I am going to hide with a spoiler because it reveals the final fate of one of the characters, but it is simply a perfect summation of the strength and dignity that is the heart of this story. This is a gorgeous, beautiful story that is made all the more so by its tremendous importance.
Read it….you will be happy you did. 5.0 Stars. HIGHEST POSSIBLE RECOMMENDATION!!
P.S. I listened to the audio version of this as read by Atossa Leoni and she was brilliant. If you listen to audio books, this is definitely one where the narrator enhances the experience of the novel. -
"A face of grievances unspoken, burdens gone unprotested, a destiny submitted to and endured."
This must have been the longest time I had waited to review a fiction after finishing the book. Even after a week, I still haven't fully recuperated from the emotional blow of A Thousand Splendid Suns... Painful, heartbreaking, but quite beautiful in a very sad way. Hosseini has improved upon what he did with Kite Runner, if that's even possible, in every conceivable way imaginable to give the reader another masterpiece! I loved every little thing about this book.
"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."
When I finished Kite Runner before, it became clear how impactful Hosseini's story telling is: It was tragic yet beautiful in a unique way. I had thought I was prepared to pretty much anything the author could throw at me after that. But A Thousand Splendid Suns, for me, was a far more difficult read. Unlike in Kite Runner, Hosseini does not hold back when it comes to unfolding Mariam and Laila's story. Saying that reading through the abuse and other privations of the two protagonists was shocking would be a huge understatement. Everything felt too real to be consoled otherwise. In the Afterwards section, I did come across about Hosseini's work in UNHCR, and maybe it's his firsthand experience that made the portrayal this authentic.
"It's our lot in life, Mariam. Women like us. We endure. It's all we have."
The author continues to use his simple, and straightforward writing style which suits perfectly to the atmosphere he creates in these stories. But, even if one finds the writing style to be lacking in flavor, when the story telling is this good, most would never be bothered by anything else. And when you add Hosseini's flawless character development, it's impossible not to fall in love with this book. But where I saw the most significant improvement is in the plot, which stole the spotlight away from character department. The life story of the two protagonists -Mariam and Laila- allows the reader to peak in to a couple of lives heavily affected not only by war, but their journey amidst various domestic difficulties, providing the reader with another unique opportunity to empathize with Afghan people, and specifically from a woman's point of view this time. Instead of coming across hateful stories about Taliban and terrorism in general, it's enlightening to see the events from a perspective like this, which enables any reader to understand the bitter reality, along with the fact that countless thousands of people are experiencing worse circumstances in such countries. Even though it is fiction, I think it's commendable, and remarkable, what Hosseini does with these stories, as they help shift any reader's opinion about the people who are affected by wars in such countries.
"People, she believed now, 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."
Everything else that was good about Kite Runner is still here, from pace, flow of events, and handling of emotions to the ending. Oh, that ending! I rarely admire a sad ending, but Hosseini is definitely the exception. During the middle part of the book, even though I loved everything, I didn't see myself giving a rating higher than 4-stars, but the concluding chapters broke me down and changed everything. Now I feel like there aren't enough starts to do justice.
"As she closed her eyes, it was not regret any longer but a sensation of abundant peace that washed over her."
"One last time, Mariam did as she was told."
It's not every day that I get to shelf two consecutive books from the same author as all-time-favorites. Honestly, I was not expecting this to be better than the first, and thought there might even be some repetitiveness. This is anything but that! If you loved Kite Runner, it is most likely that you will have an even better reading experience with this ATSS. However, be warned that the emotional impact this delivers is far more profound, leaving one with tears for quite a while. Unlike with Kite Runner, the luxury of hiding the despicable actions of villains, which left many horrific events to readers' imagination, is gone. But at the end of the day, just like with Kite Runner, it's worth every second... it's worth the heartbreak... it's worth evert tear... Another must-read-for-all from Hosseini.
"A young Mariam is sitting at the table making a doll by the glow of an oil lamp. She's humming something. Her face is smooth and youthful, her hair washed, combed back. She has all her teeth.""The little girl looks up. Puts down the doll. Smiles. Laila jo?"
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For the last two months I have been putting off reading this book. For starters, I bought the book at an airport in Taiwan, which meant it didn't have a due date which meant it took a backseat to many books that I didn't have the luxury of reading whenever.
Additionally, because I've heard so much about this book already, I almost didn't want to read it at all. I've heard that it's depressing, that it's not as good as The Kite Runner, and that it's basically a novel about the brutal treatment of women in Afghanistan.
You know when you read a book or see a film that has had great reviews and you finish feeling disappointed because it didn't live up to the hype? My experience reading this book was the complete opposite. I loved it. I didn't feel the message of the book was one of brutality or depression, but of hope and the toughness of the human spirit.
There are plenty of awful scenes to lend credence to its reputation. While the story's time frame spans thirty years, the main focus of the novel are two woman, a generation apart, whose lives cross as they become the wives of the same man, Rasheed. The elder, Mariam, was born to a servant woman out of wedlock and is raised in banishment, ignorance and eventual rejection during the years the Afghani government was controlled by the communists. She finds herself forced to marry a much older man after her mother commits suicide. Laila, fifteen years younger and raised by intellectual parents, enters the marriage under much different circumstances. Alone after a bomb destroys her home and kills her parents, and pregnant by her childhood love who has fled the country, she marries Rasheed in a desperate attempt to save her unborn child.
The writing engrossed me. Much like the Kite Runner, Hosseini magically puts the reader in the city, neighborhood and house of his characters. Much to his credit, I found myself torn between wanting to yell at Laila to hush up, so that she'd avoid another beating, and kicking Rasheed myself, because he is a despicable brute.
Mariam, one of the most tragic characters in literature, makes this book what it is; a story of love and strenghth. She, who didn't have an easy day in her life, allows herself to be touched by the love of Laila and her children. In return, she performs the ultimate act of love and saves a family.
I appreciate Hosseini's portrayal of a part of the world that is under so much scrutiny lately. Afghanistan, and the city of Kabul where the story takes place, have a long history of wars and occupations which result in a great chasm between different ethnic tribes, Islam, economic classes and gender. Hosseini uses this novel to tell the story of Afghani women and the hardships that face them with each regime change.
As a woman, I feel blessed to have been given confidence and opportunities. I truly cannot imagine what it would be like to live under the conditions the women in this book live under. I am grateful to be born to the family I was born to and in a country which allows me to live the kind of life I choose.
Miram and Laila didn't have the opportunities or support that I have. And yet they survived. They endured and they reached out to others, despite their circumstances. In this, Hosseini redeems all of Afghanistan by showing these two women's humanity. He shows that in a place whose beauty was written about in a 17th century poem, where "One could not count the moons that shimmer on her roofs and the thousand splendid suns that hide behind her walls" is a city that can become illuminated once again. -
August 2007
I was riding in a cab in Bombay recently, and a bookseller on foot approached me at a traffic light with a stack of books. I did my best not to look at the boy, but I couldn't help it. He was waving several books in my face and something caught my eye. I thought my glance was discreet, but he saw me look.. and it was game over. The light turned green right then and the boy starts running with the cab yelling 'Memsahib! Memsahib!'. We're picking up speed.. I'm so scared he's going to get his foot runover so I grab whatever I could from my wallet and somehow get it into his hands. In return he tosses a random book at me through the window as he's getting further & further away from the cab. I look to see what I ended up with. It was A Thousand Splendid Suns, which I was planning on buying anyways. The cab driver asked me how much I ended up giving the boy. 'A hundred and fifty rupees,' I said, which is barely $4. The cab driver says in return, 'You paid a hundred rupees too much!'. Hardly, I thought to myself. That boy worked his butt off. The best part is because the book is bootlegged it's full of typos and random fonts. Love it. In case I ever discuss the book with you and my recollection of the story is completely different from what you read, you'll know why.
January 2008
Read the book on my way to Vietnam a few days ago. Loved it, although it was missing a few pages here and there :). Coincidentally, the friend I'm traveling with brought the same book on our trip so I had access to the missing pages. (And another coincidence - our Mekong Delta guide was carrying a copy of the Kite Runner. We were like some sort of Hosseini fanclub floating down the Mekong in our longboat...haha). I have a few thoughts on this book, I'll write them out in more detail soon. I'm heading back to Bombay in a few days...maybe I'll run into another bookseller on foot :). -
Apparently this will break my heart even more than The Kite Runner 🤞
Update: It did. -
Amazing!
Heart-Wrenching!
Important!
In a world where people tend to make assumptions about people and places based on the news, preconceived notions, prejudice, etc., this book needs to be read. I think a good portion of the American population hears “Afghanistan” and they think it is a country full or terrorists and unreasonable Muslim extremists who all band together to plot the downfall of anyone not like them. A Thousand Splendid Suns shows the progression of life in Afghanistan from the Soviet takeover in 1980s through post 9/11 Taliban control. All of this is through the eyes of two women trying to live a normal and peaceful life just like anyone in the world wants. You will see that despite the extremists and unreasonable values of some, most of the Afghani people are no different than you and me.
Hosseini is a fantastic writer. Not only is the story enthralling, but the way he writes is engaging and easy to follow. I was never bored or confused. When I was not reading the book, I was thinking about the book and could not wait to get back to it and find out what happens. Sometimes you find the perfect book where the writing just falls into place with a click – that happened with this one. While the story takes place far away and the life discussed unusual for me, he made it very approachable and understandable.
The characters were great. The ones I was rooting for I was REALLY rooting for. The ones that I despised I REALLY hated. When I get this invested in the characters, it is a sure sign of a great book!
I will end with this warning: while a great and interesting book, it is, at times, difficult to read. There are situations and scenarios that are upsetting and may trigger lots of emotion. If you are extremely sensitive, it may be difficult to make it through. But, if you can, I think it will be worth it in the end.
If you have not read this book yet, I think you should give it a try. The experience is very likely to be eye-opening and maybe even life-changing. -
It's apparently becoming something of a tradition for me to trash books that are not only widely loved and praised, but were specifically recommended to me by friends. Khaled Hosseini's "A Thousand Splended Suns," I'm sorry to say, is going to get the same treatment. (Forgive me, Rose.) "Splendid Suns" has been so widely read by this point, I won't bother recounting the story, and instead simply list my objections:
- Hosseini seems incapable of creating characters with much depth to them. E.M. Forster, in "Aspects of the Novel," talks about books having round characters and flat characters, with round ones being more like people you'd encounter in the real world, and flat ones being more of caricatures used to move a book's story along. The only character in "Splendid Suns" who approaches roundness, and he's a relatively minor character, is Mariam's father, Jalil. Everyone else is either a villain without any positive traits (Rasheed) or a hero who can do almost no wrong (Laila, Tariq, Mullah Faizullah). Even when Hosseini is depicting a child who has every right to behave badly given his circumstances (Zalmai), he can't help but depict the child as almost evil. The New York Times review of "Splendid Suns" said Hosseini "creates characters who have the simplicity and primary-colored emotions of people in a fairy tale or fable." That's pretty generous of the New York Times. I'd say Hosseini may not be able to create three-dimensional characters.
- While I appreciate Hosseini's attempt to teach a few decades of Afghan history -- a history few readers likely know in much detail -- grafting that history onto the story of one family makes for a rather creaky novel. To impart the history, Hosseini goes back and forth between giving the history through third-person narration, in Wikipedia-like prose, and putting it in his characers' mouths via dialogue -- dialogue often spoken to people who would already know the history. As a result, you sometimes get characters saying things like, "As you know, the Taliban forces men to grow their beards long and women to wear burkas." The cut-and-paste history lessons make the novel painful to read at times.
- Hosseini routinely uses "harami" (bastard) and other words from the characters' native languages in his dialogue, followed by the English translation, apparently in an attempt to bring readers closer to the Afghan culture. But it usually feels incredibly superficial, especially when the words being used aren't foreign concepts, but rather basic words -- "brother," "sister" and the like. Hosseini and his editors also seem to forget about the trope, and cut back on the use of the foreign words in the book's later chapters. I wish they had done the same throughout the book.
- The relationship between Mariam and Laila feels completely artificial. Mariam's initial hate for and jealousy of Laila never feels remotely justified, especially given how awful her husband Rasheed is anyhow, and their coming together later feels rushed and unrealistic. Even after they form a friendship, they never seem to grow quite close enough to fully explain why Laila misses Mariam so much towards the novel's conclusion. Hosseini fails to lay the groundwork needed to justify Laila's emotions in the novel's last chapters.
- Almost the entire book is unrelentingly bleak. Don't get me wrong, I understand Afghanistan wasn't exactly Disneyland over the past few decades, but I think there were more lighthearted moments in the Book of Job than in "Splendid Suns." I don't mind reading a depressing novel, but Jesus. Reading "Splendid Suns," I kept thinking of that old workplace poster: "The beatings will continue until morale improves."
I didn't completely hate "Splendid Suns" -- the story moved along nicely, and it gave me a little more insight into a culture I probably should know more about -- but I don't think I'll be following this one with "The Kite Runner." Khaled Hosseini probably doesn't need me as a reader, though. It seems he has plenty of fans. -
It was a warm, sunny day in Montenegro and I was about to set out on a boat trip. I felt certain that a combination of sightseeing and the people I was with would keep me from having much time to read, but I packed a book anyway just in case there was time for a chapter or two in between stops.
A Thousand Splendid Suns happened to be that book. And at the end of the day, when I staggered off that boat, blinking at my sudden exposure to reality, it wasn't because I'd been mesmerised by the stunning architecture and history lessons, no, it was because Hosseini stomped all over my heart. I'm not even sure how I found enough hours in the day to take a boat trip around Montenegro and read this entire novel, but somehow I finished this in the few hours I had... simply because I had to.
My initial reaction was a furious, teary promise to myself that I would have to give this book five stars - I think it's impossible for the mind to win a battle with the heart in that level of heat, especially when you're used to English weather. But afterwards, I managed to reclaim some of my sense and sanity, which is when I finally began to acknowledge this book's limitations.
For one thing, I think it's extremely generous to place this book in the "literary fiction" category. I am certainly no book snob (give me a delicious page-turner over some pretentious waffle any day) but I find myself comparing
A Thousand Splendid Suns to another book about a country and culture I was only vaguely familiar with -
The Poisonwood Bible - a book which I also read on my trip. The latter is a far more complex, ambitious work that brings something which, to me, felt entirely fresh and original. Hosseini's story, on the other hand, is not groundbreaking and I recognise many of the scenes and characters from other books.
What it is, however, is incredibly emotional, sad, uplifting, infuriating and memorable. It's lessons on the history of Afghanistan and the rise of the Taliban might be basic but they are nothing if not compelling. I came away feeling like I learned something. What I did learn was truly horrifying, it painted details into the very vague images I already had in my mind that I had gotten from various British newspapers. But I also really liked the affection for his birth country that shines through Hosseini's story; his faith in the ultimate goodness of these people who witnessed society and order crumbling around them.
The ultimate tragedy of this story, for me, is how everything could have been very different for Mariam and Laila if people had just acted a little faster, stopped worrying about their pride a little earlier, and trusted a little more. I really liked the range of emotions both women experienced and they way the author showed this. I know some readers thought it was wrong for Mariam to be jealous of Laila at first, but I actually really liked the complexity. Rasheed may be a bastard but he was the only thing in the world that she had at that point, and on some level it made sense to me that she would want to claim him for herself.
While I believe Mariam and Laila experienced complex emotions and were well-developed, Rasheed did not get the same treatment - a fact which I'm torn about. On the one hand, I think Rasheed would have been a better character if he'd been developed beyond him being the most villainous villain in all villaindom. On the other hand, I think Rasheed's evil personality offers an important distinction between him and Jalil (and the other men), one which is needed in a book that looks at the cruelties women suffer at the hands of men.
The difference between Rasheed and Jalil is important. The latter is a man who acts badly because his behaviour is shaped by the society he lives in. Rasheed, on the other hand, is a mean and violent brute who completely abuses the power handed to him as a man in this society. These differences between Rasheed, Jalil and the other men (Tariq, Laila's dad, etc.) show there is not one type of man in this society, that wife-beating is not simply a part of the culture, that even in a patriarchal society you can choose what type of man you want to be.
I admit this is far from a perfect book, but it is a good book. It's a book that seems to swallow you whole but spit you back out in pieces. And, just to mention, I keep intending to read
The Kite Runner again because I think studying it at school ruined it for me, but so far, I much prefer
A Thousand Splendid Suns. -
A Thousand Splendid Suns, Khaled Hosseini
A Thousand Splendid Suns is a 2007 novel by Afghan-American author Khaled Hosseini.
It is his second, following his bestselling 2003 debut, The Kite Runner.
Mariam is an illegitimate child, and suffers from both the stigma surrounding her birth along with the abuse she faces throughout her marriage.
Laila, born a generation later, is comparatively privileged during her youth until their lives intersect and she is also forced to accept a marriage proposal from Rasheed, Mariam's husband.
عنوانهای چاپ شده در ایران: یک: «هزار خورشید درخشان»؛ دو: «هزار آفتاب شکفت انگیز»؛ سه: «هزار خورشید تابان»؛ چهار: «هزاران خورشید تابان»؛ پنج: «هزاران خورشید درخشان»؛ شش: «هزاران خورشید فروزان»؛ هفت: «هزار خورشید باشکوه»؛ هشت: «هزار خورشید رخشان»؛ نویسنده خالد حسینی؛ تاریخ نخستین خوانش ماه فوریه سال 2007میلادی و بار دیگر در ماه اکتبر سال 2008میلادی
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عنوان: هزاران آفتاب شگفت انگیز؛ نویسنده: خالد حسینی؛ مترجم: منیژه شیخ جوادی (بهزاد)؛ تهران، پیکان، 1386؛ در 432ص؛ شابک 9789643285623؛
نام و عنوان این کتاب از این بیت برگرفته شده: «حساب مه جبینان لب بامش که میداند؟ دوصد خورشیدرو افتاده بر، هر پای دیوارش»؛ بیت را روانشاد «صائب تبریزی اصفهانی» بزرگترین غزل سرای سده یازدهم هجری و نامدارترین شاعر زمان «صفویه» در وصف شهر «کابل» سروده اند؛
نقل از متن کتاب: («جلیل» با خنده برایش داستان «ملکه گوهرشاد» را تعریف میکرد، که مناره های مشهور «هرات» را در سده پانزدهم میلادی، به عنوان چکامه ای از عشق خود به آن دیار بنا کرده بود، او برایش، از «گندمزارهای سبز هرات»، و «باغهای میوه»، «تاکستانهایی که آبستن شاخه های پربار انگور» بودند، «بازارهای پر ازدحام و شلوغ با سقفهای بلند و محرابی شان» گفته بود؛ یک روز «جلیل» گفت: «یک درخت پسته هست «مریم» جان، که زیر آن کسی جز «جامی»، شاعر بزرگ نخوابیده است»، پس از آن «جلیل» خم شد و زمزمه کرد «جامی پانصد سال پیش زندگی میکرد؛ بله؛ یکبار ترا به آنجا برده ام، پیش آن درخت، اما تو کوچک بودی و یادت نمیآید»)؛ پایان نقل از متن
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نویسنده روایتی دردناک از زندگی دو زن هموطن خویش ارائه میدهد، روایتی که به گفته ی خود ایشان تنها گوشه ای از دردهای بی پایان زنان افغان را، به تصویر میکشد، زنان توانا و پاکدامنی که در دام دنیایی خشن، نازیبا و ضد زن گرفتار شده اند، دنیایی که حتی فرصتی اندک برای لذت بردن از زندگی را از آنها دریغ میکند، دنیایی که در آن آنها مجالی برای ارائه ی توانایی هاشان نمییابند و دنیایی که در آن زن تنهاترین و البته مظلومترین موجود است؛ اما آیا محکوم بودن به زندگی در چنین دنیایی توانسته امید را از دلهای این زنان برباید؟ این پرسشی است که «مریم» و «لیلا» شخصیتهای اصلی رمان به آن پاسخ منفی میدهند
هزار خورشید تابان روایت زندگی دو زن است، «مریم» دختر نامشروع یک بازرگان افغان، و «لیلا» دختر نازپرورده ی یک روشنفکر افغان، دو زنی که به رغم آغازهای متفاوت، سرنوشتی مشترک پیدا میکنند، و هر کدام غمخوار غم دیگری میشوند؛ پس از مرگ مادر، «مریم» برای مدتی کوتاه به خانه پدرش میرود، پدری که او را از خود نمیداند؛ در ادامه، پدر برای رها شدن از دست این مهمان ناخوانده، او را به عقد مردی مسن درمیآورد، مردی که «مریم» در خانه ی او، تلخترین رنجها را تجربه میکند؛ در گوشه ای دیگر از این سرزمین، موشکی شلیک میشود و «لیلا» را که دختر یک روشنفکر افغان است، همخانه ی «مریم» میکند، «مریمی» که اندک اندک در حال از دست دادن امیدش به زندگی است
اما ورود «لیلا» به زندگی «مریم» او را صاحب دختری میکند، که آرزویش را داشته است، و «مریم» انگیزه ی نوی برای زندگی مییابد، انگیزه ی رهانیدن «لیلا»، از سرنوشتی که به نظر همان سرنوشت «مریم» است.؛ در سوی دیگر ماجرا، «لیلا» نیز که از آغوش پر مهر پدر و مادر خود محروم شده، به آغوش «مریمی» پناه میبرد که گویی به انتظارش نشسته بوده؛ از اینجا به بعد داستان به روایت مقاومتهای این دو زن در برابر خشونت «رشید» شوهرشان بدل میشود.؛ اما نقطه ی اوج داستان، صحنه کشته شدن «رشید» توسط «مریم» است، آنجا که «مریم» زندگی «رشید» را میگیرد و از زندگی خودش میگذرد، تا به لیلا و فرزندانش زندگی ببخشد.؛ «مریم» به زندان میافتد و سپس اعدام میشود، و «لیلا» به همراه عشق قدیمیش «طارق»، راه سرزمین همسایه، پاکستان را در پیش میگیرند، تا همراه با فرزندانش، جند روز آرامش را تجربه کند
تاریخ بهنگام رسانی 01/06/1399هجری خورشیدی؛ 09/05/1400هجری خورشیدی؛ ا. شربیانی -
I have never cried while reading a book,like I Did while reading this one!
It is the story of poor, uneducated women who have to endure the hardships of life...
The horrors and terrors that a lot of women have gone through during certain period in Afghanistan, the war torn country ,and the narration through the lives of two women Mariam and Laila..
Going through All kinds of Physical abuse of hitting, kicking and slapping ,brutal beating ,etc….
Struggling the cruel extremely sadistic Rasheed, And suffering all kinds of violence and subjected to his shifting mood and volatile temper.
Witnessing the ugliness of war, the fate of loved ones, grieving for lost lives.
And sadly this is not exclusive to Afghan society only it is happening in many other countries The unhappy, abusive marriages, oppressive governments and repressive Cultural mores ..
It finds its echo in varying forms, in differing degrees, through the different time periods, across the world.
The end of the novel give some hope in its last scene after all the violent accidents ,with Laila's pregnancy, Kabul rebuilding, and a loving family reunion.
“I know you're still young but I want you to understand and learn this now. Marriage can wait, education cannot.
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. No chance.”
Laila fulfilled her father’s dreams and he can rest in peace watching his brave daughter completing his path and teaching young Afghan children the true values and principles
of Their social heritage and culture
educating them how they could be good citizens in the future.
In this critical age when personalities are shaped
And what they learn will stay with them.
And protecting them from falling in the hands of those who would mould them to absorb hatred ,violence and intolerance. -
A Thousand Splendid Suns, Khaled Hosseini
A Thousand Splendid Suns is a 2007 novel by Afghan-American author Khaled Hosseini.
It is his second, following his bestselling 2003 debut, The Kite Runner.
Mariam is an illegitimate child, and suffers from both the stigma surrounding her birth along with the abuse she faces throughout her marriage.
Laila, born a generation later, is comparatively privileged during her youth until their lives intersect and she is also forced to accept a marriage proposal from Rasheed, Mariam's husband.
Hosseini has remarked that he regards the novel as a "mother-daughter story" in contrast to The Kite Runner, which he considers a "father-son story".
It continues some of the themes used in his previous work, such as the familial aspects, but focuses primarily on female characters and their roles in Afghan society.
عنوانهای چاپ شده در ایران: «هزار خورشید درخشان»؛ «هزار آفتاب شگفت انگیز»؛ «هزار خورشید تابان»؛ «هزاران خورشید تابان»؛ «هزاران خورشید درخشان»؛ «هزاران خورشید فروزان»؛ «هزار خورشید باشکوه»؛ «هزار خورشید رخشان»؛ نویسنده: خالد حسینی؛ تاریخ نخستین خوانش: ماه فوریه سال 2007میلادی و بار دیگر در ماه اکتبر سال 2008میلادی
عنوان: هزار خورشید درخشان؛ نویسنده: خالد حسینی؛ مترجم: بیتا کاظمی؛ تهران، باغ نو، 1386؛ در 461ص؛ شابک 9789647425384؛ موضوع: داستانهای نویسندگان افغانی تبار امریکایی - سده 21م
عنوان: هزار خورشید رخشان؛ نویسنده: خالد حسینی؛ مترجم: زامیاد سعدوندیان؛ تهران، نگارستان کتاب، 1387؛ در 488ص؛ شابک 9789648155297؛
عنوان: هزار خورشید تابان؛ نویسنده: خالد حسینی؛ مترجم: پریسا سلیمانزاده اردبیلی؛ زیبا گنجی؛ تهران، مروارید، 1386؛ در 451ص؛ شابک 9789648831879؛ چاپ دوم و سوم 1387؛ پنجم 1388؛ ششم 1389؛
عنوان: هزار خورشید تابان؛ نویسنده: خالد حسینی؛ مترجم: آزاده شهپری؛ تهران، ماهابه، 1393؛ در 428ص؛ شابک 9786005205503؛
عنوان: هزار خورشید تابان؛ نویسنده: خالد حسینی؛ مترجم: حمیدرضا بلوچ؛ تهران، به سخن، 1394؛ در 407ص؛ شابک 9786009484492؛
عنوان: هزار خورشید باشکوه؛ نویسنده: خالد حسینی؛ مترجم: ایرج مثال آذر؛ تهران، در دانش بهمن، 1386؛ در 464ص؛ شابک 9789641740070؛ چاپ دوم 1387؛
عنوان: هزار خورشید باشکوه؛ نویسنده: خالد حسینی؛ مترجم: ناهید سلامی؛ تهران، نشر چشمه، 1386؛ در 433ص؛ شابک 9789643623920؛
عنوان: هزاران خورشید فروزان؛ نویسنده: خالد حسینی؛ مترجم: فیروزه مقدم (عابدی)؛ تهران، نشر تهران، 1389؛ در 487ص؛ شابک 9789642911158؛
عنوان: هزاران خورشید درخشان؛ نویسنده: خالد حسینی؛ مترجم: سمیه گنجی؛ ساری، زهره، 1386؛ در 447ص؛ شابک 9789642981038؛
عنوان: هزاران خورشید تابان؛ نویسنده: خالد حسینی؛ مترجم: مژگان احمدی؛ تهران، بهزاد، 1389؛ در 320ص؛ شابک 9789642569939؛
عنوان: هزاران آفتاب شگفت انگیز؛ نویسنده: خالد حسینی؛ مترجم: منیژه شیخ جوادی (بهزاد)؛ تهران، پیکان، 1386؛ در 432ص؛ شابک 9789643285623؛
نام و عنوان کتاب از این شعر برگرفته شده: «حساب مه جبینان لب بامش که میداند؟ دوصد خورشیدرو افتاده بر، هر پای دیوارش»؛ بیت را «صائب تبریزی» در وصف «کابل» سروده است
از متن کتاب («جلیل» با خنده برایش داستان «ملکه گوهرشاد» را تعریف میکرد، که مناره های مشهور «هرات» را در قرن پانزدهم میلادی، به عنوان چکامه ای از عشق خود به آن دیار بنا کرده بود، او برایش از گندمزارهای سبز «هرات» و باغهای میوه، تاکستانهایی که آبستن شاخه های پربار انگور بودند، بازارهای پر ازدحام و شلوغ با سقفهای بلند و محرابیشان گفته بود؛ یک روز «جلیل» گفت: یک درخت پسته هست «مریم» جان، که زیر آن کسی جز «جامی»، شاعر بزرگ نخوابیده است، پس از آن «جلیل» خم شد و زمزمه کرد: «جامی» پانصد سال پیش زندگی میکرد؛ بله؛ یکبار ترا به آنجا برده ام، پیش آن درخت، اما تو کوچک بودی و یادت نمیآید)؛ پایان نقل از متن
تاریخ بهنگام رسانی 08/07/1399هجری خورشیدی؛ 20/05/1400هجری خورشیدی؛ ا. شربیانی -
Khaled Hosseini tells us the story of millions of daughters, sisters, wives, and mothers through Miriam and Laila. We can see how the Taliban had shattered Afghanistan in this novel. The author has beautifully depicted hope, tragedy, and violence amid the war. The way he tells the history of a country through the eyes of two women is simply brilliant. This is a must-read book for everyone and can be considered one of the few books that can change the lives of people in the best possible way.“One could not count the moons that shimmer on her roofs,
Or the thousand splendid suns that hide behind her walls.” -
This novel is about two wonderful, brave , intelligent and resolute women Mariam and Laila their optimistic dreams, aspirations, boundless love... yet dehumanized in perilous, merciless, Afghanistan... continually suffering degradation during the tumultuous years in the long, sad history of that troubled, war ravished nation, Mariam born out of wedlock in Herat, to a wealthy man, lecherous Jalil and Nana, she was a maid at his house, he had already three wives and soon ten other children, sent to an isolated hovel by a tiny village , near the city to live out of sight, the embarrassment with her mother. The occasional visits by him were the highlight of Mariam's young life, a devoted daughter with an uncaring father, bitter Nana's endless recriminations against him, made for an appalling situation. At 15 the girl can no longer remain and flees to Jalil, who she loves above everyone nevertheless he refuses to see, taken back... an awful tragedy materializes .. Married off to a shoemaker in Kabul the capital, a big man almost thirty years older, Rasheed with a propensity to put women in their place, his wife must dress properly outside, walk behind, talk to him only when asked a virtual slave in the home, her main duty is to give him sons...but her numerous pregnancies do not go to fruition. The ignorant hypercritical husband, is always angry beatings and scoldings become common....Laila, background is very different than Mariam, from another generation, born and raised in Kabul, the bright student to loving parents, the father a former teacher, bookish, timid and small, dismissed by the communist government, an emotional domineering mother with bouts of ennui...depression, stays in bed many a day , her two sons joined the Mujahideen but were killed by the Soviet invaders. The war comes to the capital after the Russians leave, warlords struggle for power, starvation widespread, horrendous crimes committed in the open, shelling obliterated much of the city and the people, thousands perished ...including Laila's parents, in the future her teenage boyfriend Tariq two years older, escapes with his family to safety in Pakistan , she refused to leave her father and mother still alive then...Soon alone in trouble, Laila has to marry Rasheed...his wife Mariam , had nursed the wounded Laila in their home. It will be like before, the evil commences ... the aging Rasheed's punching, kicking, slapping, verbal abuse to both his wives , they are cognizant of their lowly status... only the son Zalmai is adored by him, his "daughter"Aziza, hated. ..An outstanding book about two remarkable women, who endure...they will fight back... someday.
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" One could not count the moons that shimmer on her roofs,
Or the thousand splendid suns that hide behind her walls."
There are very few books that make me feel a tempest of emotions: make me happy and proud at one moment and break my heart in the next; make me chuckle at a few scenes and leave me in tears later, make me love a few characters and hate the others- and this is one such book.
The novel focuses on the life of two Afghan women-Mariam and Laila who come from different walks of life.
Laila enjoys her school life, and is absorbed by the thoughts of her crush Tariq. She's beautiful, confident, smart, strong and playful.
Mariam, on the the other hand is the illegitimate daughter of a businessman Jalil . She faces a lot of social problems and rejection but she is headstrong and the real hero of the story.
About Jalil well, I had a lot of mixed opinions: marrying Mariam off to Rasheed made me feel disgusted, but the took me by surprise.
The characters in the book struggle for their survival in a harsh and obstinate society: They are wounded due to wars, relationships get tough and abusive, their property is destroyed; despite all this, they stick together, which is something I admired. But the best part about this book is the way Mariam and Laila show relentless pursuit and resilience and face all obstacles, especially considering how women are treated in their place- it filled me with pride and I was in love with their headstrongness.
I was hooked, right from the first chapter. This book was pretty much like a rollercoaster- I felt a surge of emotions- anger, remorse and joy coursing through my veins with every passing chapter and I kept turning the pages to know more and before I had an inkling about it, I was done. The story was enticing, the narration was flawless, each chapter had a twist so intriguing I was compelled to read it multiple times.
My heart beat fast reading about he struggles faced my Mariam and Laila and the ending just got so heartbreaking I was almost in tears. I have humongous respect for Khaled Hosseini and I'm looking forward to reading more of his books. -
“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.”
Five heart-breaking and tearful stars for a story that will stay with me for a long time, 5 glorious stars for a book that dares highlight atrocities committed against women in Afghanistan, and 5 flawless stars for a book that is pretty dam perfect in everyway possible. Inspired by real and common events these fictional stories need to be told to draw attention to the treatment of women (and men). High praise for an author who brought this story to the world along with his own personal reflection. Mesmerising, absorbing, but shocking.
The Plot
Mariam, the unwanted child of Jalil, lives with her Grandmother until her death and is then sent to live with her natural father and his many wives and children. Rejected and spurned from this new family, at fifteen, she is betrothed to marry a man many years her senior, Rasheed a business associate of her father. As she parts ways there are some chilling exchanges between father and daughter.
“I thought about you all the time. I used to pray that you’d live to be a hundred years old. I didn’t know. I didn’t know that you were ashamed of me.”, but his reply “It ends here for you and me. Say your good-byes.”
Having miscarried multiple time Madiam finds herself in the company of Laila, her husband’s second wife, a women he has chosen to provide him with the family he craves. Yet there are no protestations of love for either women and as a bully, an abuser and violent man he hides behind his status in society to inflict unimaginable mental and physical cruelty on his wives. In a society that offers them no protection and importantly no voice, they decide to take matters into their own hands, and either escape from Rasheed or kill him, and as such they make a decision that neither women will regret but one that will have devastating consequences.
“One could not count the moons that shimmer on her roofs, Or the thousand splendid suns that hide behind her walls.”, because to live with their husband was to not live at all.
Review and Comments
A Thousand Splendid Suns was a brilliant but heart-breaking story, the writing was stunning, and the plot treat was inspired by true events was fantastic. The characterisation although fictional was believable and authentic. However, it was the inspiration and knowledge that the mistreatment of women is commonplace is what made this such a tearful read.
Women in many societies accept and even embrace the only environment they know. Some, are even happy in it, and it is not for us to judge any society to say what is right. Except this, if women do want a voice, the freedom to work and be educated, then society should consider to not do so is suppressive, suffocating and sometimes brutal. And so, applause for Khaled Hosseini who has given them a voice through his story and an in insight into a life that is all too real for many women.
A letter of regret that Miraim never got to read speaks of her father’s regret “May God grant you a long and prosperous life, my daughter. May God give you many healthy and beautiful children. May you find the happiness, peace, and acceptance that I did not give you. Be well. I leave you in the loving hands of God. Your undeserving father, Jalil”
A sensational and stunning book with epic qualities, a powerful and heart-breaking story, and a reflection from the author “. to see women, we must look at the humanity beneath the veils” and for me, also in the hearts of those women who are dispossessed of their greatest needs. -
خالد حسيني ليس كاتب مثل الآخرين يكتب بالحروف، بل هو جرحٌ متقيح سال صديده على الورق ومنه تشكلت رواياته المفجعة.. واحد من القلائل القادرين على انتزاع تأوهاتي وإثارة رجفتي بكلماته.
هذه رواية عن الحب، والصداقة، والأمومة، والفقد، والفراق، والوجع، والألم.. آهٍ، وآهٍ، وآه من هذه الرواية!
هدفها الأول هو إظهار معاناة النساء الأفغان، حيث يصور امرأتين من جيلين مختلفين لكل منهما معاناتها الخاصة التي خاضتها في صغرها، ثم يجمعهما القدر في بيتٍ واحد خاضعان لزوجٍ واحد دفعتهما الظروف للزواج منه.
الجزء الأول من الكتاب يتحدث عن مريم، الطفلة ابنة الزنا –الحرّامي- ذات الخمسة عشر عامًا التي لم يعترف بها أبيها حفاظًا على سمعته وإن ظل يصرف عليها، عاشت مع أمها صغيرة وكانت السبب في وفاتها، ثم انتقلت للعيش مع أبيها الذي تخلص منها سريعًا بتزويجها بدون رضاها، وهو ما جعلها ساخطة عليه وأخبرته أنها لا تريد أن تراه مجددًا ورفضت رؤيته عند زيارته لها بعد سنين من زواجها.. ثم أجبرت على معايشة حياتها الجديدة في مدينة بعيدة عن مدينتها، وبدأت معاناتها مع زوجها بعد أن أسقطت جنينها.
الجزء الثاني، عن حياة ليلى، وهي فتاة ولدت بعد أن تزوجت مريم برشيد، في ذات الشارع، بعد أن أحتل السوفييت أفغانستان، نشأت في ظل النظام الشيوعي حيث سُمح للمرأة بأن تتعلم وأُنشأت مدارس للبنات، نشأت هي وطارق معًا من صغرهما، وشبّا معا، وأحبا بعضهما، وبعد خروج السوفييت وإقامة دولة أفغانستان الإسلامية أغلقت مدارس البنات وقُيدت الحريات، واشتعلت الحروب الداخلية التي دمرت المدينة بأكملها، وفرّ الناس إلى الدول المجاورة: باكستان وإيران.. وكُتب لها ولطارق الافتراق عندما قرر أبويّ طارق الفرار من الحرب، وقبل أن يفترقا يتلاقيا بروحهما وجسديهما في لقاءٍ حميم، ويرحل ويترك بذرته بداخلها.. وبعد فترة من الزمن تقرر عائلتها الرحيل لكنهم كانوا تأخروا كثيرًا، وبعد موت أبويها إثر صاروخٍ دمر منزلهم دعاها رشيد للإقامة في منزله بعض الوقت إلى أن تُشفى، وسيعرض عليها الزواج لاحقًا وستوافق لأن رسولٍ أخبرها بموت طارق، ولأن بطنها في سبيلها إلى الانتفاخ، وتزوجت رشيد وأصبحت هي ومريم تحت سقفٍ واحد، وسي��انون من الذل ضروبًا في كنف هذا الرجل.
سأكتفي بهذا القدر البسيط ولن أخوض في الحديث أكثر من هذا كي لا أحرق الأحداث، حيث ما زال الكثير في الجزء الثاني إضافة إلى الجزء الثالث.. ما زال هناك المزيد من الألم والأمل في انتظارك في الرواية.
في عدّاء الطائرة الورقية كان لجملة " لأجلك ألف مرة ومرة " أثر في نفسي.. وفي هذه الرواية عندما عقدت ليلى العزم على زيارة الملا فيض الله في نهاية الرواية لكي تحدثه عن مريم، وعندما وصلت عند بيته وأخبرت ابنه بما تريده، رد عليها وهو يتذكر مريم، قائلًا: يااااااااااه... هذا الرد البسيط أثر في نفسي كثيرًا وأصابني برجفة قوية، لا أعرف لماذا، لكني أحسست بصدقه، فعندما وصلت لهذا الحد من الرواية وقرأت هذه الجملة شعرت بصدق هذه الياااااااه وأنها تعبر عني عندما استعدت أحداث الرواية الأولى.. فقد عشت فيها وشعرت بأن ما حدث كان ماضي بعيد بالفعل وليست مجرد صفحات أنهيتها في وقت قريب.
أما عن المقارنة بين هذه الرواية وروايته الأخرى "عدّاء الطائرة الورقية"، فأنا أحببت الثانية عن الأولى، لكن لا مجال للمقارنة بينهم، فالاثنتان رائعتان، اشتركتا في القضية، ولكنهما مختلفتين، فأنا أرى أن الاثنتين مكملتان لبعضهما البعض.
للكاتب حاشية في آخر الكتاب من كلمة ألقاها في معرض "بوك إكسبو أمريكا" عام 2007 ، يتحدث فيها عن نفسه وظروف كتابته للروايتين، وأنه لم يكن لينشر عدّاء الطائرة الورقية، وبعد نشرها لم يتوقع هذا الانتشار الهائل للرواية وتأثيرها في الناس على مختلف جنسياتهم ودياناتهم.. وكما قال بالفعل إن الأدب يربط بين الناس مهما كانت اختلافاتهم ويحفز فيهم إنسانيتهم.
ملحمة ثانية لا تنسى. -
Unfortunatly,there is only five stars..i wish i could give it more..simply outstanding
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in true hosseini fashion, this book does not shy away from heavy, and sometimes uncomfortable, topics. but i realised that this book should make the reader feel uncomfortable. the tragedies that women face, even today, are crimes against humanity. but the strength of the two women this story follows is deeply moving and incredibly inspiring.
to save my heart from emotional devastation, i tried to focus on the positives of this story, which can be summed up in this quote:‘they would make new lives for themselves - peaceful, solitary lives - and there the weight of all that they had endured would lift from them, and they would be deserving of all the happiness and simple prosperity they would find.’
what a beautiful sentiment, that trials and suffering can help lead up to something more - more hope, more happiness. this story is a testament to the will-power and resilience of women, as well as a wonderful portrayal of friendship, family, and love. such a powerful book and a must-read for everyone.
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5*****
But this book deserves a thousand splendid stars- it is a true masterpiece and a wonderful book!
"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."
This story chronicles 30 years of Afghan history; from Soviet invasion, to the Taliban, to post-Taliban. This story is told from the perspective of two women; born a generation apart, with different ideas of love and family, two very different childhoods, they are bought together by loss and by war. This story shows both the dangers that Mariam and Laila face- on the streets of Kabul and in the home. This story shows the important bond of friendship, and how strong this is especially when faced with difficult decisions or scenarios, and how this bond of love will effect the next generation.
"Where I come from, one wrong look... and blood is spilled. Where I come from, a woman's face is her husband's business only I want you to remember that."
My heart bled for Mariam's childhood. She held little freedom and was sheltered from most of the outside world. She knew very few people as well and had a mother who refused help for a mental illness (labeling it as the jinn taking over her body). Mariam had little luxuries and was denied an education by those around her... These exact things that most of us take for-granted.
On the other hand, Laila had siblings and a father that absolutely adored her. She also had friends her own age with whom she truly cherished, and had the privilege of an education.
However, both women's lives are brought together through tumultuous events, leading them to both have the same fate and live in a very unhappy household, where abuse and violence takes place at the hands of their controlling husband, Rasheed.
Laila never would have believed that a human body could withstand this much beating, this viciously, this regularly, and keep functioning.
The level of control and subordination of these women shocked me. Reading parts of this book left a stale taste in my mouth over the abuse and learned helplessness these women face.
Singing is forbidden. Dancing is forbidden. Attention women: You will stay inside your homes at all times.. if you go outside you must be accompanied by a male relative. You will not, under any circumstance show your face.... Girls are forbidden from attending school. All schools for girls will be closed immediately.
Hosseini does a fantastic job at describing the rules that both men and women face under Taliban rule, and Shari'a law. It's almost hard to believe the inequality and the restriction of freedom the women in this story faced- it made me feel like my stomach had plummeted to my feet... It also made me incredibly angry, my fists curling on more than one occasion.
On the whole, this book is extremely thought-provoking and not easy to digest, however, it also inflames the human body with emotion; heart-breaking, heart-clenching and the story hits you like punches to the gut. This book will resonate with some people who have lived through war-torn countries or under the terrifying Taliban rule, or, as in my case, it will be a learning experience. For example, learning Afghan history and the shifts in the treatment of women culturally. It also makes the reader consider their own privilege compared to the stories of both Laila and Mariam.
I think the most stunning thing about this novel is that whilst Mariam and Laila are fictional characters, it applies to so many women out there (for example, around 65 million girls globally are not in school). Hosseini may be writing fictional characters, but these are the stories of an army of resilient and brave women who have lived and breathed this life. He makes the reader aware.
This book provided devastation and loss, as well as hope and love and beauty. Hosseini approaches the plot in a very realistic way and it is written beautifully. This is an unforgettable read for me and the stories of Laila and Mariam will stay with me for a while.
One could not count the moons that shimmer on her roofs,
Or the thousand splendid suns that hide behind her walls. -
Mariam is living a quiet life with her mother when tragedy strikes. Will her new husband rescue her from her situation?
About 20 years later, Laila’s world is crumbling around her. How will her path intersect with Mariam?
The Kite Runner brought me here; however, I will say that I enjoyed The Kite Runner more.
This book reminded me a lot of A Woman is No Man, and I also enjoyed that one more than this one.
One of the things that I didn’t like about this book is how dark it is. Of course, the subject matter is quite heavy, and it isn’t meant to be a lighthearted comedy. However, it was just a bit too dark for my liking. Even in dark circumstances, people can still find joy or hope.
Also, I had a hard time really connecting with Mariam and Laila. There are two things that contributed to this: 1) The author would jump years into the future from one chapter to the next. 2) The author wrote this book in the third-person perspective. It could have been more impactful if the book was written in the first-person perspective, really feeling the characters’ fears and thoughts.
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I didn't know whether to keep on reading or DNF this book. I didn't know if I should give it 5 stars or 2. The thing is, I cannot abide extreme hardship, pain, and suffering on behalf of the characters that are in the books I read.
I'm certain that this is to be the last book I'd read this year. And what a book did it prove to be! The mind reels at the barbarism that can be eked from such perverted ways of thinking. Reason, rationality are out of the window.
I know I haven't mentioned the plot or who appears in the book, but I cannot. I cannot summarize this book. I need to read one of my favorite non fiction writers posthaste. I must forget the rawness of A Thousand Splendid Suns. The latter reads like a horrible documentary. I must dull the sadness in me. Sorry people, it's the best that I can do. -
Loved this!
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كانت تلك الأسماء أعلام رنانة في فضاءات الدول العربية و الإسلامية يوما ما. و كان ذكر أحدها يدل على معنى الجهاد و الفداء و التضحية و الشهادة. تمنى الكثير من الشباب أن يكون جنديا على أعتابهم و ينال شرف الالتحاق بهم ... ثم تبين لنا أن أغلبهم إن لم يكن كلهم أمراء حرب لا أكثر و لا أقل. الهدف هو الغنيمة و السلطة و ان على جثث الشعب الذي توهم أنهم قادته أو الدين الذي يزعمون أنهم يحاربون من أجله.
كان هناك دوستم القائد الأوزبكي المتوهج. و المعروف بتغيير ولائه دائما. القوي الواثق قلب الدين حكمتيار قائد جماعة الحزب الإسلامي من الباشتون الذي درس الهندسة. برهان الدين رباني من الطاجيك قائد جماعة الجمعيات الإسلامية. عبد رب الرسول سياف باشتوني من باغمان لديه اتصالات مع العرب مسلم جريء و قائد جماعة الاتحاد الإسلامي. عبدول على مازاري قائد جماعة حزب الوحدة و بين أتباعه الهازارا و له ارتباط قوي بإيران. و أحمد شاه مسعود أسد بانجشير.
يصور خالد حسيني قصة فتاتين من بلدتين مختلفتين يجمعهما القدر برباط واحد جاعلا مشهد الحرب في خلفية المأساة الإنسانية بين مشاعر السلب و العطاء و بين مد و جذر بحر الحياة تنقلب الأحداث دوما رأسا على عقب.انتظرت حتى تعبت قدماها. هذه المرة لم ترجع إلى المنزل. بل رفعت بنطالها حتى ركبتيها و عبرت الجدول و للمرة الأولى في حياتها نزلت التل إلى هيرات.
كانت نانا مخطئة بشأن هيرات أيضا لم يشر أحد. لم يضحك أحد. مشت مريم عبر الجادات الصاخبة المخططة بالسرو. وسط سيل متواصل من راكبي الدراجات و بغال تجر العربات و لم يرم أحد حجرا عليها. لم يقل لها أحد ابنة حرام. حتى أنه لم يلاحظها أحد. لقد كانت بشكل غير متوقع و مدهش شخص عادي هنا. -
لا يستطيع المرء أن يحصي الأقمار التي ترتعش في أسقفها
ولا ألف الشمس الساطعة التي تختبئ خلف جدرانها.
وكم شمسًا على تلك الأرض تنطفئ وتنتهي ولا يشعر بها أحد، كوني بطلة لروايتك، كوني شمسًا لا تغيب.
يا اصدقاء نحن هنا بصدد رواية عملاقة رائعة باهرة ساطعة
إنها كأسمها .. كألف شمس مشرقة.. لالا بل كملايين الشموس المشرقة
كيف لكاتب أن يصوغ رواية ب��سلوب ساحر وبسرد تاريخي معاصر مؤلم وبكل حب وود وتسامح بهذا الشكل؟
عزيزي القارئ إن كنت تظن انك ستنفذ من جمال وسحر هذا الكتاب فأنت خاطئ !!
نحن أمام قصة انسانية عميقة
قصة مريم التي ولدت (كأبنة حرام) وعاشت حياة لاتحسد عليها مع زوج يكبرها بالكثير والكثير لتعيش حياة كالجحيم .قصة ليلى الفتاة الأفغانية الشابة العاشقة والمحبة والمتعلمة التي تخسر كل شيء تحبه .اهلها وطنها وحبيبها
ليجمعها القدر بمريم
كانتا كأكثر من اختين اجتمعتا تحت ظل رجل لايعرف الحب والرحمة
لا أريد فساد احداث الرواية لكن عندما تقرأ وتعرف القصة ستستغرب وستحب نوع العلاقة التي جمعت مابين هاتان الغريبتان كليًا عن بعضهما من كل النواحي
حسنًا ...
يمكننا القول ان هذه الرواية رواية تحاكي واقعًا اليم وهي كمثابة وثيقة تاريخية للظلم والمعاناة التي تعرضت له أفغانستان بشخصيات خالدة في الذاكرة
هذا الكتاب هو مثل أفغانستان .. ألم بدون صراخ فقط أنين وهدوء وألم ومحبة
الرواية تصور لنا ما حدث في أفغانستان قبل الغزو السوفييتي، مرورًا بالحرب الأهلية التي دارت بين الفصائل الأفغانية، ومن ثم سيطرة حركة طالبان على البلاد، بسرد رائع وأسلوب جاذب وسحر لايقاوم
لقد أبدعت يا حسيني ! حتمًا لقد أبدعت. -
A deeply moving epic about the lives of two women born over a decade apart, ending up in the same war torn Kabul. Their stories are set against the fall of, and further falls, of Afghanistan - the Soviet invasion, and then the coming of the Taliban, to the present post-Taliban era. A book that humanises these far away, widely reported on events, by detailing these women's lives. I thought that
The Kite Runner was a good read... well this is better. 8.5 out of 12.
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A pesar de las altas expectativas... ¡¡¡Me ha encantado!!!
Es cierto, hay momentos que te ves venir de lejos o tiene alguna línea argumental algo manida, pero son detalles muy pequeños teniendo en cuenta lo que disfruté de esta novela que nos narra la historia reciente de Afganistán desde los años 70 hasta los 2000.
Una historia que vamos a conocer a través de dos mujeres; Mariam (una campesina, pobre e hija ilegítima de un hombre rico) y de Laila (la hija de un profesor universitario progresista, que aspira a que su hija estudie y sea alguien en la vida). Dos mujeres muy diferentes que terminan siendo el pilar de la otra.
Su vida se va a ver truncada por múltiples guerras y dictaduras, y a veces es tan duro lo que el autor narra que piensas que es una novela distópica lo que estás leyendo, pero como siempre la realidad supera a la ficción.
A pesar de la crudeza de algunos momentos (la tercera parte del libro es durísima), no consigue dejarte esa sensación que te dejan otras novelas de completo desamparo... porque Laila y Mariam son adorables y empatizas con ellas demasiado, disfrutas con los breves momentos de felicidad que tienen como si fueran tuyos.
Además de todo esto es una novela que me tuvo atrapadísima, no pude parar de leer hasta que la terminé, y lo mejor de todo es que siento que he aprendido mucho con ella.
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I bought this book on November 8, 2016, and then I somehow picked it up by sheer coincidence precisely on November 8, 2020.
In spite of this divine coincidence, I did not like the read much.
If I had read it when I actually bought it, I probably would have, but I think I've evolved past this kind of unilateral-view things-are-sad white-woman-book-club energy. Societally, we all have. In the early 2000s, maybe we only had room for 1 feeling about Afghanistan (or okay, 1 in addition to War), but now we can have complex views of places. And I wish this were a more complex narrative than Suffering.
Also, the treatment of hijabs and burqas in this book explains why white women thought their sole quest on this earth was to """free""" Muslim women from """having""" to wear them.
This was not a terrible book at all, but it just is no longer my cup of tea.
I can count clearing it off of my incredibly aged owned TBR as a win, though.
Bottom line: Good! Just not for me.
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the hits keep coming and they don't stop coming
review to come / 2.5 stars
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Suns is part historical fiction, part social commentary and part kick-in-the-throat storytelling. A friend of mine said that Suns is a metaphor for Afghanistan but I found it illustrative of Afghanistan's weary and violent history; I found it brutally educational. When I had studied in Germany in 1987, I lived in an international dormitory. I asked my neighbor, Hyder, where he was from, he leaned in to me with a devilish grin and hissed “Afghanistan!” While others found this amusing, the effect was completely lost on me; I had no perspective at the time and was completely clueless of both international and domestic politics.
Although not as gripping and revelatory as Kit Runner, this novel certainly packs punches that will knock the literary wind out of you. Khaled tells us the story of two women and their struggles for life in a society that thinks they should not live. What I find ironic about such societies is the obvious struggle between valuing women as life givers while depleting their worth because they are not men. What I love about Suns is that Khaled does not once point out the obvious sociopolitical conundrums of these ridiculous and ill-founded attitudes. Khaled tells these women's story and leaves the reader to wince, tear up and sigh; one time I had to catch my breath.
I really enjoy Mr. Housseini’s transportive narrative and I was entirely engulfed in the lives of his characters. Of late, I often take the train with my new commuting-buddy Maria and her 2 year old daughter Vivian. One morning as I sat next to Maria, Vivian began to relieve a peanut butter english muffin sandwich of it’s contents. I took out Suns and began reading while Vivian took to her task with muted satisfaction. I closed the book. I just could not process the grim and dire passage I had begun reading the night before with the delighted consumption of the eviscerated contents of homemade love. -
I started this book with high expectations. I had been overwhelmed with every conceivable emotion when I read the “Kite Runner” and just couldn’t believe that his second book, “A Thousand Splendid Suns”, could possibly be as good.
So it was with trepidation and yet excitement that I read this book. I had left the last dozen or so pages to read until the following morning, as I didn’t want to quite let it go, and as I sat there at 7 a.m. on the terrace, with a cup of coffee in my hand, I slowly finished the book. I breathed in deeply on reading the final sentence and looked down the valley, past the foothills at the Pic d’Anie, part of the magnificent Pyrenean mountain chain. The sun would be rising over the hills within the hour as I looked in the direction of Afghanistan, wondering how many Moslems had already prayed that morning in the mosques, with their prayer mats facing towards Makkah in Saudi Arabia.
This book was an extraordinary, contemporary, social document covering Afghan history from before the Soviet war until after the Taliban rule. The violence that ensued from this period in time resulted in the inevitable violence towards women. I abhor any form of violence and live in fear what will happen should another war occur. To see in what low-esteem and contempt the average Afghan viewed women, especially the Taliban, quite shocked me, and yet I “lived and breathed” this book. Women were worth nothing.
I think the reason this book had such a profound effect on me was due to living in Saudi Arabia for sixteen years and I could relate to a certain extent to what the women had to endure. Under the Qur’an, men were entitled to have up to four wives, and they were supposed to treat them all equally. Then a man could just arbitrarily state “I divorce thee” three times and that was the end of the marriage. Many women were just cast out from the family home and led a miserable existence begging on the streets. What was remarkable about these women, however, was their instinct for survival and they still managed to laugh and joke.
The author’s own words were concise and to the point of life in Afghanistan at that time:
“For almost three decades now, the Afghan refugee crisis has been one of the most severe around the globe. War, hunger, anarchy and oppression forced millions of people……to abandon their homes and flee Afghanistan to settle in neighboring Pakistan and Iran.”
The book is basically the powerful story of two women, Mariam and Laila, whose lives become indelibly linked because of three men: Jalil, Tariq and Rasheed.
Mariam was the illegitimate daughter of Jalil, living with her mother Nana in an isolated place outside of Herat. She really loves her father and decides that she wishes to live with him instead of her mother, with disastrous consequences; the upshot being that Mariam is forced to become the wife of Rasheed in Kabul.
Laila is a good childhood friend of Tariq and they finally fall in love with far reaching results when Tariq leaves with his family for Pakistan. Laila, who’s a great survivor, and philosophical, as is Mariam, then becomes Rasheed’s wife.
For the two women, life with Rasheed becomes a living hell. I kept on thinking, I just want something really evil to happen to this despicable creature (I have worse thoughts than that but best to keep quiet on that and not write them down).
In reality Tariq, the childhood friend of Laila, is the catalyst in the book. I really admired him, he was my favorite character, and he was brilliantly portrayed.
The writing style is simple as far as I’m concerned and there is an over excess of violence. However, the attention for detail is remarkable and this runs throughout the book:
When Laila is recovering at Rasheed’s home after a bomb attack, Mariam sees a complete and utter change in her husband. He becomes unusually kind and gentle, and he is seen to be courting Laila.
The humiliation of both Mariam and Laila at having to wear the burqa, thus putting them into insignificance to the outside world; the husband being the only person allowed to look upon their faces.
The incident when Rasheed “makes love” to Laila for the first time. She to all intents and purposes is a virgin. She has a knife, cuts her finger and leaves some blood on the bed under where they were sleeping.
Laila cooking a rather bad meal for Rasheed and the end results with the stones.
Laila, Mariam and Rasheed with the shovel. This nearly blew my mind.
Mariam in jail, refusing to see anyone, and then her journey to the football stadium. I had the most incredible feeling of time just stopping at this point and had great difficulty in turning the page. But then this happened to me on innumerable occasions throughout this wonderful book.
I’m always intrigued with the titles of books and this one was no exception. This originated from a poem written by Saib-e-Tabrizi in the 17th century and is quoted by Laila’s father Babi when the family had decided to leave Kabul. He could, however, only remember these two lines:
“One could not count the moons that shimmer on her roofs,
Or the thousand splendid suns that hide behind her walls.”
I just absolutely loved this book. However, I’m not happy having purely the Kindle version and so I’ve ordered the hardback. I still get more pleasure from a book.
And I have Khaled Hosseini’s third book to look forward to in a few months: “And the Mountains Echoed”. Can this be even better? Is that possible? Yes!
