People learned to live with the most unimaginable things.

I guess some stories do not need telling.

I’m all you have in this world Mariam, and when I’m gone you’ll have nothing. You ARE nothing!

and every day I thank [God] that I am alive, not because I fear death, but because my wife has a husband and my son is not an orphan.

At that moment, she cannot think of a more reckless, irrational thing than choosing to become a parent.

If you connect emotionally with the plight of those characters, ou feel what they feel and you walk away with a sense of understanding and empathy, and hopefully, something has been illuminated for you. And I tink that's what happendd for a lot of readers with my novels.

Kabul was a thriving cosmopolitan city with its vibrant artistic, intellectual and cultural life. There were poets, musicians, and writers. There was also an influx of western culture, art, and literature in the '60s and '70s.