The Kite Runner
After coming back to America, where Amir actual home is after Baba’s home in Afghanistan which is sold and as he bought Sohrab with him so he could start a new live after he gets well and accept Amir and Soraya as his new parents, as Hassan and her wife is dead. I also started teaching Sohrab how to fly a kite, as I did in the past with Sohrab real father Hassan.
I ran toward the kite as it was fleeing away and told Sohrab your real father Hassan, used to do the same thing in our teens live. At that time Sohrab gave me a good look which I really assured liked it. Soraya and I have accepted him as a son and from now on we are the new parents for him, as he also accepted us to because he thinks this is better than being orphanage. We have gave a new room to him and all the things he needed and are providing him a great education and e do ask several questions from Soraya and me. I have finished my fifth novel about an Afghan boy and which is going to be published very soon. Sohrab has read all of my four novels which have been already published and he really like them.
I see some depression on his face which is probably because of what bad punishment he got in Afghanistan and his parents been killed on the streets near his eyes by Taliban and he couldn’t safe them. After few months coming from Afghanistan he came late night from school, which was different from his regular routine. As he entered the house at that time he directly went into his room without answering my questions for staying late outside the house. That time Soraya was in a deep sleep, so I went to him in his room and knocked the door but there wasn’t any reply from other side of the door, which made me angry. I opened the door by the master key and went in directly. He was just sitting quietly, so I went to him and shouted: Where were you?, Why are you late, but he never answered which made my anger out of controlled and forced me to slap on his face because of his behavior. The sound echoed in the room PFSHACKKK! PFSHACKKK! For a moment I thought I did the biggest mistake on earth, as he stared into my eyes and left the room without saying a word and I felt guilty and sat down into a chair for few moments and Soraya was still asleep. After that I looked for my son, Sohrab in the house, shouting: Sorry! I’m Sorry! Where’re you? Sorry! And the house was all quiet. Then I saw the house door a bit opened and ran towards outside the yard. I saw him sitting in the dark night under the heavy clouds as I couldn’t see his face, so I walked towards him and sat beside to him apologizing by putting his hand in my hand. For a sudden he spoke up: I was just helping a poor man whose money was stolen by the thief and the poor was bumped his forehead into a wall in a fight with the thief, so I took him to the hospital because his head was bleeding, which just cost $20 for bandage and I gave him some extra $15 for his own good because everything was stolen by the thief’s. Dad did I do something bad helping him?
Amir: I felt too proud on Sohrab and cried loudly and apologize him again, then for the first time hugged him and came close to the chest and put neck on his head. That was the first ever moment I felt he is my birth given child. The next day my fifth novel was published, which was awarded the best novel of the year which was The Kite Runner. After that novel we got a lot of money for being one of the most favorite novels of the year and that money we mostly spend it on Sohrab for better education and to fulfill all of his needs. From that time we spend marvelous times of our life and tried to forget amount the past accept Baba, Rahim khan, Hassan, Ali and the beloved country Afghanistan.
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