A powerful story never abandons you, even after the last word has been said. A beautiful one moves into you until the story is yours as much as the character’s. An honest story disintegrates you, dismembers you just so you could give yourself another chance, another chance at everything. Khaled Hosseini gives us all this and more with, The Kite Runner. He churns up a turmoil in your to make your heart sing; swirls up the storm to give you peace. The Kite Runner is a story, so pernicious yet so strangely humane, that just refuses to be forgotten.
Envy empowers our dark side, giving us the courage to suppress our light within. The protagonist, Amir, was inherently incapable of bravery, choosing excuses over concrete actions in the merest of the situations. This gave rise to a wave of disappointment accompanied by resentment in the heart of his father. His father, an Afghan man, his pride and his honor were his greatest possessions; a man who preferred the simplistic courage of their servant’s son, Hassan, over his own son’s meek cowardice. But nothing could overpower the two boys’ friendship: the contrasts holding them together: Hassan’s blind devotion towards Amir and Amir’s envy. Two inseparables woven into each other’s lives, the thread connecting them held the strength of more than just coincidence. When a situation arose for Amir to rise above his pettiness, he just gave in and let Hassan bear the diabolical brunt of bullies. He suppresses the memory of his vice trying to rememorize it as just a nightmare. The Russians attack; changing the fate of Afghanistan and every person in it, forcing them to flee their beloved fatherland. The protagonist gets smuggled to the United State of America with his father in the hope of a better life. The hope of a better life; what is hope when your roots are stolen from you when political play subdues the human connection when your chance of redeeming your sins is taken away from you? But life moves on, the past buried under the struggle for survival. Amir was incomplete, even though his father and he had patched up their relationship. One of his nightmares gnawing at his conscience too hard not to be real and he gets it. He gets that rare chance people to get to correct their wrong and make peace with their past. Then, after long years of tumultuous disorientation; life gets clearer, his purpose clearer. The veil of envy finally lifts off him, self-woven envy.
The Kite Runner as art will make you travel through the range of emotions. It fulfills its true purpose as an art piece, making the readers realize their humanness. The description of the effect of the Soviet-Afghan war on the everyday lives of the citizens really brings to sense the role of the common man’s role on the political battlegrounds. The book, laden with Afghanistan’s beauty, the elegant subtleties of its beautiful culture, the honor and the ethics by which the Afghans live by, and the nuances which make them beautifully different from the rest of the world, does not fail to leave you in awe of the grandeur of life. Somehow, by noting the differences in our lives, the author narrates how similar we all humans are. Giving it 4.3/5, this book is an emotion that everybody needs to feel. The fact that I had read this book ten years ago, and I could write about it without any struggle says a lot about the book.