Nahla Karam – författare

"I expected him to hold my hand and tell me not to be afraid, but instead he asked me, looking into my eyes: Do you really want to feel safe?" I was confused and looked towards the window and replied: Of course, and who among us does not want to feel safe? I did not find an answer from him. I looked at him. He looked at me with complete skepticism. I shook my head in denial: No, I do not like to feel safe. "That''s why we''re together." *** Relationship is a simple word that calls for joy for some, but is nothing but real terror for others. Sarah tried many times to take the word simply, but every time she reached the same result. Will this time be anything different?

After the narrator comes out of a toxic relationship, she recalls events and details, and begins to connect everything that was happening between them to the behaviors of animals in her world. The striking similarities make her able to rediscover the other and herself. You find in this world the explanation you seek to put everything in its right place. As usual, Nahla Karam accompanies us on a poignant and profound journey into life with all its complexity and simplicity, by untangling emotional relationships and analyzing their multiple layers with a sensitive sense and attractive style, which you cannot help but melt into to see yourself with a different, more human vision.

Noura did not tell anyone what happened to her in her childhood and adolescence. She was accustomed to hiding everything inside her and not revealing what she felt, but at one point she could not hide, so she invented her own game, and she began summoning him to her bed every day before sleep, telling things and hiding others, night after night. The night everything inside her was revealed, her jealousy, her fear of what happened, her feelings of guilt and anger, and she had no choice but to face her darkness. In this novel, Nahla Karam dives into the human self with all its contradictions, love and hate, honesty and lies, innocence and sin, to discover with every page that what appears outside the human soul is not equivalent to anything that is inside it.