The novel has a few years now but for those who still have not read, is one of those stories that you come inside. The shame of Amir in front of his past is a journey to discover the dark side of our conscience. A comparison with our weaknesses and fears, with remorse and repentance that we tend to hide in the folds of the soul. Who would not want to have in a lifetime opportunity to repair a wrong done, to fulfill parisians a promise to come back and act differently on one or more occasions. How many times we say, "If I could go back ..." but often we do not have the opportunity or the courage to do it. "The past can not be buried" and how hard we can do none of us escapes forever to his conscience. Amir life offers a chance for redemption, and he knows how to take it, at the risk of losing everything, even life, but finally parisians found himself. The return to Afghanistan is the only way for Amir to regain its past. The only way to find ourselves is to face our fears.
In addition to well written helps us to understand a part of the world, in which we also sent our soldiers, of which we know very little. Reply Delete
It 'a very good book, it's true! Then is rated among the top sellers for years now I think. Maybe the other book he wrote the author has not had the same success, parisians but I do not know what to talk about it because I have not read. Reply Delete
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And 'beautiful even by the same author "thousand Splendid Suns", which tells the desperate plight of Afghan women in a scenario that goes by before the Soviet invasion to the present day. hello, andrea Reply Delete
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