The Kite Runner [Khaled Hosseini]

Akhilesh,had been telling about this book from past some time and last weekend he gave me a copy to read.I was reading half a dozen books at that time,but paused everything to start and finish

The kite runner, written by Khaled Hosseini. jan's recommendation on the reader's paradise about this book further fueled my interests,and today i decided to finish it off.Here is my version about the book.

Age factor - 17 and above [ You need some level of maturity to understand some contents which are too deep in emotions]

Genre - Autobiographical Novel

The book -

A simple plain story,[ After reading the first 50 pages,i was certain of the direction where the story will go and end] of a man,who has some guilt regarding his past,and his journey of redemption but what makes it stand apart is the narrative style of Khaled Hosseini.

To write something like this,for your first book,is an amazing effort.Also the story is rich in emotions,you can really feel the pain of the narrator at times.The use of farsi/urdu words,the abundance of essence of the Afghan way of living,their culture, their land,the way they live the impact of so civil wars on their society, all this make the book special, a good read. No use of discussing the plot in detail here,its a book everyone should read this 324 page book once in their life.

Gifting Ideas

I don't own a copy right now,you can always gift it to my collection :-) Anyways,this book should cost you around 300 rupees,if it fits in your budget,this book is a great gift for you friend,but do check the age criteria.Otherwise it has something for everyone.And the book is quite popular too.

A thought to share

Books give not wisdom where none was before. But where some is, there reading makes it more.”

-Elizabeth Hardwick

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