“Like a compass needle that points northc a man’s accusing finger always finds a woman. Always. You remember that, Mariam.”

Khaled Hosseini’s second book that I have read and again simply beautiful.


Jalil and Mariam’s story was perfectly filled with anger and mixed emotions. No words in regards to Nina and what that caused Mariam. Even with her death she had to ruin her daughter.

I liked the way Laila’s mother and Mariam had small moments of overlap and meeting . I was doubtful at first on how effectively he was going to entertwine Laila’s and Mariam’s stories but he did it so effortlessly and naturally that my doubts totally dissipated.

Both stories are entirely gutwrenching and quite numbing to read about. I ended up bargaining near the end that at least they weren’t dead, at least they were still alive (that got taken away from me eventually).

I was sooooo happy Tariq came back, it was unexpected of the writer to allow me such a pleasure and yet I was pleasantly surprised! I just love the prose and the effortlessly “casual” way such big information gets revelaled

I love the mention of pomegranate trees throughout his books, both in the Kite Runner and more subtly here.