A Thousand Things I Desperately Wished For, Reading: A Thousand Splendid Suns by Khaled Hosseni.

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If wishes were horses beggars would ride.

However, It is written, and it’s the hardest thing to change the course of events that have been written.

Now in cases like these, my only consolations are my imaginations. Imaginations of the good that could’ve been.

Herein lies the imaginative scenes I’ve found myself creating after reading the book titled A thousand splendid suns by Khaled Hosseni.

These are the wishes I’ve wished for;

• That Khaled Hosseni wasn’t such a seductive writer: He filled his every word from start to finish with a certain sort of hope and even when my hopes began to shatter through and through, I still somehow had some more hope somewhere. Trust me, that’s not my MO.
• That Nana wasn’t such a bitter woman: Nana had just one job in life; tell Mariam the truth and help her understand it. Not twist her mind and curse her or make her into a suitable home furniture imbibing only endurance in her like it got her anywhere.
• That Mariam said No in her Nikkah: Just to be clear, if Mariam was bold enough to say No at her Nikkah, her father would’ve been forced to keep repeating the process or send her away to school somewhere distant or just accept her, but Mariam had only known endurance, not choice, up until that day and the day beyond.
• That Babi and Mammy had a big fight that would’ve lead to them separating: Mammy had died a long time ago, she just remained a heavy corpse dragging at the behind of the family’s progress. Babi didn’t deserve the emotional blackmail and immaturity or the eventual death.
• That Laila and Tariq married long before the ruckus
• That Mariam Unalived Rasheed Earlier: since nobody would say it, I will; she knew where he hid the gun from the second week. What stopped her from using it?
• That Mariam and Laila unalived Rasheed and hid his body together: How two able bodied women could act in so much fear sickened me. Same Rasheed that was always a drunken mess and couldn’t look after himself is who scared y’all that much!?
• That the war never happened: the reality of the story made it a very emotional read. People lived like this, people are living like this and there’s no better story, it’s worse with each survivor. Pasts marked with deaths, future riddled with uncertainty.
• That Laila didn’t have a child with Rasheed: That bad blood had no business returning into that reproduction pool.
• I also wish that you didn’t believe I was getting to a thousand reasons: why would I do that?

This book is rated: Not advisable for viewers under the weight of mental health struggles.

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