With his debut novel, author Khaled Hosseini takes us to Afghanistan. An Afghanistan that was still untouched by the Taliban, where we weave through crowded streets, climb poplar trees, nibble on dried mulberries and walnuts and spend lazy holidays readings books with 12-year-old Amir and his servant boy and best friend, Hassan.
To gain the approval of his silently critical father, motherless- Amir is desperate to win a prestigious, local kite-flying tournament. Hassan loyally promises to help his friend, little knowing how this one day would change the course of both their lives forever.
‘The Kite Runner’ is about friendship and brotherhood and fathers and sons. Of relationships that strain against the boundaries of trust. Of circumstances and personal devils. Of unconditional love and unsullied trust. Of redemption and guilt and the power of freedom and forgiveness. Of the mistakes we make and the mistakes that make us.
A credible story that comes full circle across continents, from an unblemished Afghanistan to modern America and back to a war-torn, Taliban-ruled Afghanistan. A story that reminds you how one moment can change your entire life. The simplest writing that you can come across, which reminds you how difficult it is to write in simple words.
There are books that punch you violently and you are left reeling from the blow for a long, long time (The Fight Club-Chuck Palahniuk)
Books that impress you with exquisite language and minute detailing (Shantaram-Gregory David Roberts)
Classics that can be quoted by generation after generation (Gone with the wind-Margaret Mitchell)
A ‘bible’ like ‘The Godfather’ which is treasured like a family heirloom.
And sometimes there comes a book that quietly seeps into your being and stays there forever. A book that is so simply written, that it can only be felt. That book is, ‘The Kite Runner’.