"She, the mother it was, who in the end dispatched her three sons to kill her daughter. The brothers entered the room together. Together they put a pillow over her head. Together they pushed it down, harder, harder untill life was extinguished. Then they returned to mother."
This is a particularly powerful paragraph of a chapter of the above tome. The past few days I have been reading a few Afghanisthani authors. The first book was "The kite Runner" and then "A thousand splendid suns” both by Khaled Hosseini which I liked but then the most recent book of this genre which I laid my hands on was "The Book seller of Kabul" by Asne Seierstad which I absolutely loved. It was a beautifully written true story though the beautiful words articulated something quite ugly which was the way women are downtrodden in these strict Muslim culture. I found it hard to believe that ladies had to crowd into the back of a bus even though there was room in the front because it was allocated for men. Or not to have proper medical care. I just can't comprehend how a government would not allow females to work in a land where a lot of men had died by fighting and many women were the sole bread winner of the family. I am not going to do a review of the book cos you can find a thousand reviews of it online. But it is a book full of contrasts and irony and I seriously suggest you consider getting your hands on it.