I only want to send a word to the brave people of Zimbabwe!! My heart is with you!
The news from Zim these days are deeply worrying, but also somehow exciting. Maybe this it the time for change!? I just hope Mugabe will not hit back hard and brutally as we know he is able to. Can not the old man see his time has come?! The time to step back and let his poor people free!? The country and the people deserves better!
So, this is my way of updating my friends and anyone who are interested in knowing what I am up to out there in this crazy world. The name Goodrun, was the misspelling of a Zimbabwean colleague in Harare, but I think it is good. It is me, isn't it. A good run! :-)
Sunday, April 06, 2008
More reading on Afghanistan
I feel there is actually no need to further promote Khaled Hoesseini's books as they are already rather well known and well read, but for anyone who is interested in Afghanistan and women's situation in Afghanistan in particular, I can recommend the author Siba Shakib. I am not quite sure about the English title of the book, but judging from the Swedish and the German it should be; To Afghanistan, "God only comes to cry." It is very special! Beautiful and cruel at the same time.
The language of the author is also very special. It is very beautiful, creative and fascinating. I read the book in Swedish as I kind of assumed that it was originally written in some language I do not understand, and that a translation into Swedish or English would not make a difference. Later I found out it is originally written in German! That made me want to read it again, in German, just to read the real words of the author and see how they translate. The only time I ever felt anything like that before, was when I read The God of Small Things, by Arundhati Roy. Then I first read it in English and was completely fascinated by the language and felt an urge to read it in Swedish as well, just to see how that text and those words could be translated. Havning thought of The God of Small Things while reading Shakib's book, I actually was not very surprised to read that Siba Shakib thanked Arundhati Roy in the postscript of the book. Rather a little proud that I noticed the likeness; I mean, I haven never thought of my self as any kind of expert on literature... I simply like to read, and I like languages and words.
The language of the author is also very special. It is very beautiful, creative and fascinating. I read the book in Swedish as I kind of assumed that it was originally written in some language I do not understand, and that a translation into Swedish or English would not make a difference. Later I found out it is originally written in German! That made me want to read it again, in German, just to read the real words of the author and see how they translate. The only time I ever felt anything like that before, was when I read The God of Small Things, by Arundhati Roy. Then I first read it in English and was completely fascinated by the language and felt an urge to read it in Swedish as well, just to see how that text and those words could be translated. Havning thought of The God of Small Things while reading Shakib's book, I actually was not very surprised to read that Siba Shakib thanked Arundhati Roy in the postscript of the book. Rather a little proud that I noticed the likeness; I mean, I haven never thought of my self as any kind of expert on literature... I simply like to read, and I like languages and words.
The Kite Runner - The Movie
To night I watched the movie made from Khaled Hosseinis best selling book The Kite Runner.
I was a bit worried at first that I would get dissapointed, which is always a risk you take when you see a movie made from a book you liked. But I did not get dissapointed, not at all. I did also not get surprised, the film is true to the book. I can recommend it!
Maybe it is a bit confusing if you are not at all familiar with the recent history of Afghanistan, but I think you can still appreciate it. I saw it togheter with a friend who neither read the book nor is too familiar with the history of Afghanistan, but she appreciated and liked it too.
I was a bit worried at first that I would get dissapointed, which is always a risk you take when you see a movie made from a book you liked. But I did not get dissapointed, not at all. I did also not get surprised, the film is true to the book. I can recommend it!
Maybe it is a bit confusing if you are not at all familiar with the recent history of Afghanistan, but I think you can still appreciate it. I saw it togheter with a friend who neither read the book nor is too familiar with the history of Afghanistan, but she appreciated and liked it too.
Me, Myself and I...
Yes I DID go to Afghanistan!!
And on request I am now posting some pictures of me wearing a shawl/head scarf. However you will not see me wearing a burqa, although I did get one, given to me as a gift, but I did not wear it. But I learnt that in Afghanistan they, at least some, actually call it "buqra"!! I wonder how and where we got it wrong?! I also tried to find out why almost all burqas/buqras are light blue, but without success. I believe they simpliy think it is a nice colour.
With a tank in the Pansjir Valley, next to Massouds tomb.
With some more military paraphernalia, outside the camp in Mazar.
On TV-hill, with Kabul in the background.
In front of the bombed-out royal palace in Kabul.
At the market, in one of the villages we passed on our trip up the Pansjir Valley.
And on request I am now posting some pictures of me wearing a shawl/head scarf. However you will not see me wearing a burqa, although I did get one, given to me as a gift, but I did not wear it. But I learnt that in Afghanistan they, at least some, actually call it "buqra"!! I wonder how and where we got it wrong?! I also tried to find out why almost all burqas/buqras are light blue, but without success. I believe they simpliy think it is a nice colour.
With a tank in the Pansjir Valley, next to Massouds tomb.
With some more military paraphernalia, outside the camp in Mazar.
On TV-hill, with Kabul in the background.
In front of the bombed-out royal palace in Kabul.
At the market, in one of the villages we passed on our trip up the Pansjir Valley.
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