The third book of the celebrated writer Khaled Hosseini. Hosseini is a master of creating characters in such a way that you sympathize with the person about whom the story is told, so you almost hate the person who sits opposite them. But as the story then goes into the perspective of the other person, you’re completely sympathise with this character.
It starts with a fairy tale and it turns out what truth there can be in fairy tales. How people can repel and reject each other, for money or an attempt at a better life. The tragedy runs rampant, but so fitting. This story is all over the world and shows how close chances of happiness and how quickly the accident can strike. It took a while before I understood who the real protagonist is perhaps that there is not, all lives are intertwined. A brother and a sister are separated from each other, further and further away from each other. Also a mother and son have years of distance between them are, there is no one who really together or just really only seems to be.
It takes place largely in Afghanistan off over a period of some 60 years. The wars that took place during that time come into it, but it’s more about how people deal with it. The Afghans who remained, the Afghans who were leaving and the foreigners who came to help with the building.
A personal tip: do not read this book in public. I was always my tears to flash off the bus because I was so very touched by the story. Of course I had already learned that lesson with A Thousand Splendid Suns, but hope springs eternal and maybe this book would have been different. Well, not so, what a wonderful story. It grabs you and drags you into the lives of these people. You can not help but read, because it remains so mysterious. Who are these people, what they do and above all: Why do they do what they do.