“… I wondered if that was how forgiveness budded, not with the fanfare of epiphany, but with pain gathering its things, packing up, and slipping away unannounced in the middle of the night.”
-Khaled Hosseini, “The Kite Runner”, page 388
finished last night Hosseini’s awesomely heartbreaking book. finally, after what seemed to be a decade of trying to get past page 25. i had no choice but to stay in bed with my tattered lungs for most of monday and now, ta-da! i am now wondering why i hadn’t finished it much earlier.
so, what do i think of it? let’s see. it broke my heart, of course. maybe one of these days we could already watch the movie version and compare. reading hosseini’s description of afghanistan was the most heartbreaking of all, i am left wishing that most of that was fictional, that things are after all well over there. and oh, the children. the children. =(
i guess this year’s turning out to be better, book-wise. at least, my book queue is moving — the speed of glaciers, yes, but with global warming and all, i don’t know if that metaphor is still proper.