Monday, January 21, 2013

The Kite Runner - Khaled Hosseini


I just finished reading this book, and I must admit it’s been a while since I was last nearly moved to tears by a story.  I haven’t seen the movie so I thoroughly enjoyed every word of this. 
It begins in Afghanistan and tells the story of Amir and his friendship with Hassan, their family’s Hazara servant who was of the same age.  Amir and Hassan grew up together and Amir treated Hassan like they were brothers.  Even Amir’s father seemed to love Hassan like he was his own son, which made Amir terribly jealous.  Everything Amir did to try to gain his father’s praise and acknowledgement seemed to end in failure, and it made things worse when Hassan always managed to save him from trouble.  And so though Amir truly loved Hassan as a brother, he grew up feeling unworthy and incompetent next to his friend.  He gradually became bitter, contemptuous, and he begrudged Hassan every little thing that his father did for the servant.  The only time Amir managed to gain the respect and praise of his father was when he won the kite fighting tournament, but it was also on that same day that his fate and that of Hassan’s will change forever.  For it is on that day that Amir commits the greatest betrayal against his friend and begets the guilt and regret which he will suffer for the rest of his life. 

The story of Amir follows the tumultuous changes that Afghanistan suffered since the 1980’s.  The wars, Russia, and the Taliban – all those political forces ravaged the land and destroyed the dreamlike homeland that Amir grew up in.  He and his father fled to America, and Amir thought he would also escape his terrible sins against Hassan, but of course he couldn’t escape from himself.  Eventually he did find some measure of success and joy, but the past inevitably comes back to haunt us all.  A distress call from a beloved friend compels him to go back to Afghanistan, only to be confronted with painful and incredible truths about who he and Hassan truly were, to witness the destruction and agony of his homeland, to relive every horror and compound every sin, at last to face the greatest demon from his past, to be presented with a chance to right his wrongs, and eventually to find redemption and forgiveness. 
This book put me through an emotional storm.  At first I thought it would bore me; that it would be preachy and moralistic. But as I followed the story of Amir and Hassan, I grew closer and closer to them, could almost hear their voices in my head.  I felt my heart clench and throb painfully for Hassan, mourned for the cruel fate that he had to face and marvelled at his integrity, loyalty, and purity.  I just knew life would deal him the cruellest hand – the world tends to extend the harshest punishment on those who deserve it least.  But I could not retain any anger toward Amir either.  He, too, suffered in his own pure way.  It is only those with a conscience who suffer.  I’m so glad he managed to do something in the end; that he did try his best to atone for the wrongs he did.  In the end, that is the only thing any of us could try to do.  We cannot go back and undo any of our mistakes.  Even though the story was filled with so much pain, it also provided some small measure of forgiveness and hope.  It is told in a voice that is straightforward, honest, and sincere.  It gave me a clearer picture of what faith actually means and what power it can provide.  I strongly recommend this book to everyone.  We can all learn something important from this unforgettable and moving story.  

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