I laughed. Clutched him in a hug and planted a kiss on his cheek. What was that for? he said; startled, blushing. I gave him a friendly hug, smiled. You're a prince, Hassan. You're a prince and I love...
I have heard it said we are the uninvited.We are the unwelcome.We should take our misfortune elsewhere. But I hear your mother's voice,over the tide.and she whispers in my ear,Oh, but if they saw, my...
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.
What began with exuberance and passion always ended with terse accusations and hateful words, with rage and weeping fits.
She was the trembler of knees, the spiller of teacups.
James Parkinson. George Huntington. Robert Graves. John Down. Now this Lou Gehrig fellow of mine. How did men come to monopolize disease names too?
Better to get hurt by the truth than comforted with a lie.
In Afghan society, parents play a central role in the lives of their children; the parent-child relationship is fundamental to who you are and what you become and how you perceive yourself, and it is...
For you ,thousand times over
It was like waking up one morning and finding that a wild animal has wandered into your house. No place felt safe to me.
I remember how I would eye with envy all the kids in our neighborhood, in my school, who had a little brother or sister. How bewildered I was by the way some of them treated each other, oblivious to t...
I laughed. Partly at the joke, partly at how Afghan humor never changed. Wars were waged, the Internet was invented, and a robot had rolled on the surface of Mars, and in Afghanistan we were still tel...
He’s a doctor, Timur says. Ah? It must be shocking for you, then. This hospital.
He thought about his long life and gave thanks for all the bounty and joy that he had been given. To want more, to wish for yet more, he knew, would be petty. He sighed happily, and listened to the wi...
Creating means vandalizing the lives of other people, turning them into unwilling and unwitting participants. You steal their desires, their dreams, pocket their flaws, their suffering. You take what...
Beauty is an enormous, unmerited gift given randomly, stupidly.
As far as I know, he never asked where she had been or why she had left and she never told. I guess some stories do not need telling.
هناك خطيئة واحدة ، واحدة فقط ؛ وهي السرقة ، كل خطيئة أخرى هي وجه آخر للسرقة .هل تفهم ؟ عندما تقتل رجلاً فأنت تسرق حياة، تسرق حق زوجته بزوج ،من أطفاله تسرق أباهم ، عندما تكذب تسرق حق شخص بالحقيقة ، عند...
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 ؟
العالم لا يراك من الداخل، وأنه لا يعبأ بآمالك، وأحلامك، وآلامك التي تعتمل داخلك