At first I was reluctant to read a
story titled “The Kite Runner” as I assumed it was just the story of a boy’s
struggle to win a tournament. By the first page, I realized this was not about
a boy who won a tournament, rather it was about what the affects the tournament
had on the relationship between two unknown brothers and its importance to
creating a father and son relationship. The author could not have picked a more
appropriate title than this one because it is the story of two boys who ran
kites and what happened to one of those boys in particular on a winter day in
1975 that created so much guilt in the main character that it clawed at him for
almost thirty years. While Amir and Hassan were tugging at kite strings that
very cold day in 1975, I as a reader was tugging at each page, falling in love
with the book, as the author tugged at my emotions.
When
my eyes first fell upon the opening paragraph, “I remember the precise moment,
crouching behind a crumbling mud wall, peeking into the alley near the frozen
creek…looking back now I realize I have been peeking into that deserted alley for
the last twenty-six years,” so many questions flooded my mind and suddenly I
was hooked. What happened that day that caused him to become who he was? What
was he seeing in the alley that was so unforgettable? I had to keep reading. This was one of the many uses of
foreshadowing the author used in telling the story. I thought it was a good way
of setting the tone for the entire story and immediately forcing Amir’s emotions
of regret on the reader.
The
main relationship between these two kite runners was not only misleading but unfolded
rather quickly. From the beginning, Amir and Hassan seemed inseparable; they
were always playing together, flying kites, and reading stories. They seemed to
have this profound bond and brotherly love for one another; after all they grew
up in the same house, fed from the same breast, and both without mothers. Yet,
Amir is the privileged one with the well-off father, large house, and education,
while Hassan lives in the servant’s shack behind the house, is illiterate, and
a cleft lipped Hazara with a crippled father. As similar as they were, both
were incredibly different – Amir with his jealous rage and cowardly disposition
and Hassan with his positive, forgiving, and loyal nature. Originally Amir
appeared accepting and loving of Hassan but my doubts began to speculate when he
told Hassan the wrong meaning of the word “imbecile” showing his manipulative
character and condescending view of Hassan. They were raised in the same house
as if they were family. I was so disappointed that Amir would be so rude to
someone who give his life for Amir, who was so positive that Hassan ended up
being my favorite character. What Assef had told Hassan was true; Amir is not
Hassan’s friend. He uses him. The fact that Amir never called Hassan his friend
even though they did practically everything together frustrated me.
All
the times Assef harassed Hassan,
the true kite runner, Amir remained quiet out of fear that he would be Assef’s
next target. His cowardly and
selfish nature overruled the decision to do what was right. While his
subconscious was telling him to do the right thing and stand up for Hassan, Amir
made the wrong choice. Whenever this happened I wanted to reach into the book
and literally slap Amir across the face. Hassan was the one who always stood up
for Amir, even when Amir was wrong - the watch incident, the letter forgiving
Amir, for throwing pomegranates at him, and lying to him and making him feel
stupid for being illiterate. Hassan believed that Amir would do the
same for him even though we all knew that Amir would not.
Years
after Amir learned to deal with the clawing guilt, Rahim Khan’s call triggered
all the loose ends that needed to be wrapped up. Amir could not escape the alley and the watch incident any
longer. He had to face the music and finally resolve the twenty-six year issue
with Hassan. Rahim Khan seemed to be the way Amir could “be good again”. Once
again, Rahim Khan was Amir’s knight in shinning amour. Rahim was always guiding
Amir the way a loving father should guide his son. If Rahim Khan did not do
what he had done and disappeared, Amir would have fled back to America leaving
Sohrab in the hands of Assef meeting his end like his father.
At
this point in the story Amir was still a coward. He was more upset that he
could not resolve the issue with Hassan face to face that he was still not
willing to do what was right and go find Sohrab. As soon as I knew that Hassan had a living son who needed
Amir’s help, I was hoping that Amir would go get Sohrab on his own. It was the
least he could do and after all Sohrab was his blood relative. Amir could not
even save himself from Assef nor did he even fight to save Sohrab. He was
willing to be beaten to death and receive his overdue consequence of leaving Hassan
in the alley with Assef. After all that has happened, after all this death,
Amir cannot even save himself; he had to have a twelve-year-old child save him,
yet again. If you see wet pages in the book, that was the author tugging tears
out of me.
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