The events of this novel began at the end of the nineteenth century, specifically in the year 1882 AD, and continued until the present time. The novel contains reality and fantasy, even if reality dominates it more. I have selected a story from each verse, and put them all in this novel so that it is all the stories. And let the groans of the world gather in the heart of this family, for this is how fate intended, and this is how the days and years passed with a succession of events. The novel would not have occurred to me if it had not been for the fact that it had been inspired by a woman... a woman who is not like other women in my view... Yes, a woman to whom I owe great credit for taking my hand in writing this novel. She is a woman from the beautiful past, from the era of the Hollows and the Yamal. She is a woman who struggled to survive. To live, to continue her life’s journey with full strength... a woman who cannot be repeated in this time. She is my inspiration, and for her sake I decided to begin and continue the narration of this novel until the end.
“فن قراءة العقول” هو أكثر من مجرد كتاب تعليمي؛ إنه دعوة لاكتشاف عوالم جديدة داخل عقول وقلوب الآخرين. يمنح هذا الكتاب القراء أدوات ليس فقط لفهم الآخرين بشكل أفضل، بل لفهم أنفسهم أيضًا، فهو رحلة مثيرة في عالم التواصل البشري وأسراره.
“I am suffocating and Tokyo does not sleep
The story of the book is:
I watch the city's inhabitants, programmed like robots, from the window of my narrow room, with dreams of attending those prestigious universities, those dreams that haunt us like ghosts.
Tokyoites wear the same faces, the same fake laugh.
The degree and inclination of bowing to greet one another is the same and does not increase or decrease a degree.”
In the small greenhouse that I built for my dear flowers and roses, secret conversations take place and stories are told. Each of them tells the other her legend and the stories she witnessed and heard.
I hide from them so that they do not notice my presence, and I record everything that happens between them in my notebook. It's always dawn, and I don't realize how long I've been here in this corner. The conversations and stories told by the roses were not happy at all, they were like thorns with their pain.
The notebook contains a mixture of myths, stories, and texts that Al-Basataniyya collected to share with the reader, as he talks about the dark side of unlimited happiness, about disappointments, and betrayals that never heal. About those human relationships that do not rise to the sky.
Briefly, about the definition of pain in its many faces, which are depicted with thorns running down their branches, leaving a prick, a mark on a finger that touched them, and hidden pain.
From every garden is a flower and from every garden is a thorn
Twenty-one thorns that the gardener documented in her notebook, proving that pain is a universal language that is not limited to the poor only, but transcends all social classes that humans have placed through their ignorance.
