Okay, I have not blogged about this book for a while, almost two weeks. I just decided today that I would catch up on my blogging for this book. I was not really interested in some of the parts, but others made me want to keep reading. There was really one major focus point, but plenty happened in these few chapters.
A war between the Mujahideen was still going on. Many families in Kabul were fleeting to a safer place. In the streets, the only view was dead bodies. Some were claimed, some left on the grounds to decease. Every time they would look out their windows, all they would see are bright orange and yellow lights of the rockets flying. People were unfortunate that rockets would hit them at random times. Unfortunately, that had happened to Laila's Friend, Giti. Giti was walking home from school with two classmates, she was only three blocks away from her house. A rocket hit the girls. Laila saw Giti's mother running in the streets, picking up the pieces of her daughter in an apron.
Later one afternoon, Tariq had came over to Laila's house to talk to her. He was telling her that he and his family were moving away to Pakistan to be safer. He told her his father could not take all the problems, along with his bad heart. (His father was having a series of stokes). Laila was upset with him because he did not tell her earlier. He was who she spent all her time with, had many memories with. She did not want to be away from him. The day that Tariq was leaving, he begged her to come with him. But she couldn't, because she was all her father had. As he begged, he told her that he wanted to marry her. Then, he told her "I Love You," the words that Laila had been waiting to hear. Even though she loved him back, she couldn't. But she became lucky, her father decided they were moving. Leaving to Pakistan, where Tariq was. Laila's father was going to miss Kabul. His memories were made in that city. It was where he went to school, got his first job, and made a family. As they were packing, she had told her father, "We'll come back. When this war is over. We'll come back to Kabul, inshallah. You'll see." Inshallah means 'In God's Will' for all those non Arabic speaking people.! But then, out of nowhere, a rocket hit Laila from the back. She fell to the ground, she could not hear anything. Her ears were ringing. She was frightened, not knowing what had just happened.
Ah, so I was so exited to find out the reasoning behind the title of this book, 'A Thousand Splendid Suns'. As Laila's father was packing his books, he said he had a poem stuck in his head all day. But he only remembered two of the lines: "One could not count the moons that shimmer on her roofs, Or the thousand splendid suns that hide behind her walls."
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