Sep 2018
For the first time in my life
I've let out a sigh of relief and happiness
After finishing a book
And that surprised me.
Maybe it was the pain the book contained
Maybe it was the horror it portrayed
Almost unrealistic
And that the end
Brought the first sprigs of hope
And happiness
After page after page
Of terror I could never imagine.
No cliffhangers
No dissatisfaction with the ending
Just a sigh
Relief, Happiness
Hope.
Spring melting snowflakes
One at a time
Hope.
I've let out a sigh of relief and happiness
After finishing a book
And that surprised me.
Maybe it was the pain the book contained
Maybe it was the horror it portrayed
Almost unrealistic
And that the end
Brought the first sprigs of hope
And happiness
After page after page
Of terror I could never imagine.
No cliffhangers
No dissatisfaction with the ending
Just a sigh
Relief, Happiness
Hope.
Spring melting snowflakes
One at a time
Hope.
16.09.2018
I just finished reading The Kite Runner and I must admit I have never been so horrified reading a book and so content at the end. Throughout the book I realized I should toughen up and actually believe pain like this exists. Not the war, not the death. The abuse. Child abuse. It's the first time I've had any experience knowing the truth of it.
(And parts of domestic life I'd rather have not read about. Yes, I'm childish that way. I prefer to indulge in childhood innocence that 15-year olds tend to deny themselves).
And at the end. Time heals. "After every hardship comes ease".
It was hope.
One of the first shreds of solid hope I read was at the end of the book. And I was relieved.
As the Afghans say 'Life goes on'.
Usually reading books end up in happy endings with cliffhangers or drastic endings.
This was so different.
For the first time I've been glad a book ended, and not because it was a bad one.
Healing. Ease. Hope.
Subahanallah.
(I'm glad I didn't read this 4 years ago, and I think English Textbook compilers should deem extracts from books for 16+ year olds worthy of being out of 11 year-old kids' textbooks books. I just hope no 11 year old was curious enough to pursue the book which's extract was the only innocent thing about the book. Honestly, if I knew, I would never have read this.
But I'm glad I did read this book now. I'm 15 and I guess I should toughen up. Plus, it was a really thought provoking book. A really good book. But I would NOT recommend it for kids).
Also, the book horrified me on how badly the name of religion can be abused and exploited by both cold hearted criminals and psychopaths, and cultural traditions. Mostly the psychos though. How are people supposed to realize the truth of religion when people have taken the religion as some sort of excuse for crime, tradition and culture and tainted its image's purity with their exploitation? The religion itself can never be tainted but what about the understanding of it in the minds of people?
I just finished reading The Kite Runner and I must admit I have never been so horrified reading a book and so content at the end. Throughout the book I realized I should toughen up and actually believe pain like this exists. Not the war, not the death. The abuse. Child abuse. It's the first time I've had any experience knowing the truth of it.
(And parts of domestic life I'd rather have not read about. Yes, I'm childish that way. I prefer to indulge in childhood innocence that 15-year olds tend to deny themselves).
And at the end. Time heals. "After every hardship comes ease".
It was hope.
One of the first shreds of solid hope I read was at the end of the book. And I was relieved.
As the Afghans say 'Life goes on'.
Usually reading books end up in happy endings with cliffhangers or drastic endings.
This was so different.
For the first time I've been glad a book ended, and not because it was a bad one.
Healing. Ease. Hope.
Subahanallah.
(I'm glad I didn't read this 4 years ago, and I think English Textbook compilers should deem extracts from books for 16+ year olds worthy of being out of 11 year-old kids' textbooks books. I just hope no 11 year old was curious enough to pursue the book which's extract was the only innocent thing about the book. Honestly, if I knew, I would never have read this.
But I'm glad I did read this book now. I'm 15 and I guess I should toughen up. Plus, it was a really thought provoking book. A really good book. But I would NOT recommend it for kids).
Also, the book horrified me on how badly the name of religion can be abused and exploited by both cold hearted criminals and psychopaths, and cultural traditions. Mostly the psychos though. How are people supposed to realize the truth of religion when people have taken the religion as some sort of excuse for crime, tradition and culture and tainted its image's purity with their exploitation? The religion itself can never be tainted but what about the understanding of it in the minds of people?
