“Illusions are necessary, and perhaps they are more important than the idea of goals. The idea of having a purpose in life is a scholastic idea that I don't like. I feel that they are designed to hinder pleasant dreams and make life more difficult than it really is.”
With this saying, Asmahan reveals herself to us. She is a child whose life went by the speed of light, so she was surprised to find herself preparing to celebrate her thirtieth birthday. An old girl resists the dryness of the truth with many rituals and illusions. She loves poetry, dresses and perfumes, and is afraid that a train will pass. Her life is towards its last stations without stopping at love, even for a little bit. Will life give her a second chance?
"Who invented the term second chance? It must have been someone who fails once," says Ismahan. first of all.” And she adds to herself: “You little woman in a cursed forest, And the people around you are ticking mines.”
Ismahan does not know if these mines will explode inside her or near her. And this is what happens to all of us... Who among us knows when and where people explode?
This is a novel that digs its way away from general issues and major topics, and builds its details from human details. A narration of what happens inside the object, not around it.
Number of pages: 240
