یادداشت Mari

        Murakami’s Men Without Women is a haunting exploration of loneliness, loss, and the quiet pain of existence. His writing, both luminous and melancholic, lingers long after reading. My favorites—An Independent Organ, Samsa in Love, and Men Without Women—deserve five stars for their delicate blend of fantasy and sorrow, while the others felt closer to three.

This book isn’t just about losing someone; it’s about losing moments that will never return. Through Murakami’s lens, we witness the fragile, deeply human edges of solitude—inevitable, irreversible, and beautifully devastating.