And the Mountains Echoed by Khaled Hosseini
The first Hosseini book I read was The Kite Runner. I read it on a work trip to Bali, which might not have been the most ideal setting a book of that nature was to be read in. Nonetheless, the novel moved me and what I love most about it was the humbleness in which it was told. It didn’t try to complicate human emotions and present false feelings, but was so very real and possible. It was rich with character and personalities, with vices and all.
This latest novel from Hosseini is the same. However, unlike The Kite Runner, it is told from the viewpoint of several characters who are all somehow involved in an epic tale of siblings from Afghanistan how share a deep love for one another. Due to the decisions made by certain individuals, their lives are changed and so are the lives of others in their generation and the generations to come, in Afghanistan and other countries.
The tale starts with what is supposed to be a bedtime story of a parent who loses his beloved child to an evil spirit, but because of his grief is compelled to search out his child. The rest of the story unfolds in the same spirit this tale is told, with strong imagery and pure emotions.
Upon finishing the book, I was upset. Not by how the author ended the story, but because the journey I was taken on was ended.