But the game involves only male names. Because, if it's a girl, Laila has already named her
Khaled HosseiniI ran. A grown man running with a swarm of screaming children. But i didn't care. I ran with the wind blowing in my face, and a smile as wide as the Valley of Panjsher on my lip.
I ran
Mots clés the-kite-runner
When you kill a man, You steal a life. You steal his wife's right to a husband, Rob his children of a father.
Khaled HosseiniMots clés logic
I throw my makeshift jai-namaz, my prayer rug, on the floor and I get on my knees, lower my forehead to the ground, my tears soaking through the sheet. I bow to the west. Then I remember I haven’t prayed for over fifteen years. I have long forgotten the words. But it doesn’t matter, I will utter those few words I still remember: La illaha ila Allah, Muhammad u rasul ullah. There’s no God but Allah, and Muhammad is his messenger. I see now that Baba was wrong, there’s a God, there always had been. I see Him here, in the eyes of the people in this [hospital] corridor of desperation. This is the real house of God, this is where those who have lost God will find Him, not the white masjid with its bright diamond lights, and towering minarets. There’s a God, there has to be, and now I will pray, I will pray that He forgive that I have neglected Him all of these years, forgive that I have betrayed, lied, and sinned with impunity only to turn to Him now in my hour of need, I pray that He is as merciful, benevolent, and gracious as His book says He is. [...] I hear a whimpering and realize it is mine, my lips are salty with the tears trickling down my face. I feel the eyes of everyone in this corridor on me and still I bow to the west. I pray. I pray that my sins have not caught up with me the way I'd always feared they would.
Khaled HosseiniIn a British accent, he tells me his name is Dr.Nawaz, and suddenly I want to be away from this man, because I don't think I can bear what he has come to tell me. He says the boy had cut himself deeply and had lost a great deal of blood and my mouth begins to mutter that prayer again:
La illaha ila Allah, Muhammad u rasul ullah.
They had to transfuse several units of red cells─
How will I tell Soraya?
Twice, they had to revive him─
I will do namaz, I will do zakat.
They would have lost him if his heart hadn't been young and strong─
I will fast.
He is alive.
In Kabul, hot running water had been like fathers, a rare commodity.
Khaled HosseiniСлушай сега,независимо на какво те учи моллата,има само един грях.И това е кражбата.Всеки друг грях е вариант на кражбата.
-Когато убиеш човек,открадваш му живота.Открадваш на жена му правото да има съпруг,на децата открадваш баща им.Когато казваш лъжа,крадеш правото на другия да знае истината.Когато мамиш,крадеш правото на почтеност
Though there had been moments of beauty in it, Mariam knew that life for most part has been unkind to her. But as she walked the final twenty paces, she could not help but wish for more of it.
Khaled HosseiniThe desert weed lives on, but the flower of spring blooms and wilts. Such grace, such dignity, such a tragedy.
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