"You see, some things I can teach you. Some you learn from books. But there are things that, well, you have to see and feel." 
 As I closed the book shut, I could feel my heart shattering into millions of pieces, I could hear its crashing echo throbbing around my ambient. My tears flowed heavily, merged with my distressed emotions. I was left along waves of fury, sadness, frustration, but nevertheless that spark of lingering hope. 
 A Thousand Splendid Suns is a harsh slap to the face, one aiming to present us with the embodiment of the cruel reality during war in Afghanistan. It's beautifully written in way that compels you onto holding on till the last page and beyond. It's characters are woven with depth and complexity, developing along the way. It's as mesmerizing as the shimmering moons on Kabul's roofs, and as austere as the lashes of the Taliban. 
 The novel tells the story of two women Mariam and Laila and how their lives become entangled together by the course of life. The suffering they both endured and the hardships they had to go through, shaped their paths. It also shows how severely women are abused and the cruel way men treat women. 
 "Each snowflake was a sigh heard by an aggrieved woman somewhere in the world. All the sighs drifted up the sky, gathered into clouds, then broke into tiny pieces that fell silently on the people below. As a reminder of how women suffer." 
 I found this novel to be highly emotional; an arrow belonging to the heart. I highly recommend it to anyone looking for an emotional and tragic read. A Thousand Splendid Suns is a novel there to exist for a very long time. 
 "Behind every trial and sorrow that He makes us shoulder, God has a reason."