Wednesday, 16 May 2012

     There comes a time when a kite can no longer be carried by the wind. But before the kite falls, there is still a way to be good again. As I lie on my deathbed, it is time to 'fly' the last minutes of my life story and make up for my mistakes. I'm staring at the ceiling of Baba’s home, a series of events appeared on my mind. In all these events, there was one which broke my heart.  I knew the secret between Baba and Hassan, and kept it away from Amir and Hassan.  Unfortunately, I never found the appropriate time to disclose this secret to Amir. But when death is approaching, I realize something far more valuable in life. The worst crime that a person can commit is theft. I have stolen more than the truth of one’s life; I have stolen the truth away from Amir and Hassan. If only the truth could be revealed earlier, life might have had a different turning point. Even though I cannot tell Hassan the truth, Allah has given me a chance to tell Amir. My life, which is fragile like a kite, is going to end due to my severe illness. Even though I told Amir the truth, I will never see with my own eyes the day when Amir will forgive me but most importantly forgive himself.
     I have been a kite runner all my life. I have been running away from the war, running away from time, and running away from lies. Being a kite runner of such an old age, my flight is gradually slowing down. Hassan passed away and his son Sohrab is in the hands of savage Talibans. I need Amir to save Sohrab because Amir deserves the truth and he needs to make use of this opportunity to repay Hassan. As his close companion, I have faith in Amir and that the decision he makes to see Sohrab will lessen his sense of guilt. My job is done as a messenger. I have finally let go of a lie and now I can move on.  Finally, as the kite falls, I hope that there will be a child who will pick up my kite and acknowledge the meaning behind my kite, which represents the life story of me, Rahim Kham.




               I made a big mistake not telling Amir and Hassan the truth. Hassan, Ali, and Farzana's death could have been prevented if the truth was spoken earlier. When Sohrab was kidnapped, someone had to rescue him. Allah has given me a second chance to tell Amir the truth so that he can rescue Sohrab. By experiencing the tragic of war, I have witnessed the pain victims go through. I will not tolerate Sohrab being placed under the hands of an orphanage because of the inhumane things they do to the children. After I watched this video, I believe that there is a way to be good again.


http://www.lyricstime.com/sami-yusuf-supplication-lyrics.html

I chose this song because I want to ask Allah for forgiveness. Also, I want Allah to help Amir bring peace to Sohrab.

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  1. Hassan18 May 2012 at 08:38

    Rahim, it has been quite a while since we last talked to each other. I am a spirit writing this blog entry because I feel there was missing puzzle pieces in my life. After approaching your blogs, the truth really hurt. However, I do not feel angry at you because it must be difficult to open up to the truth. Even though I felt a slight bit of anger against Baba, I remind myself how grateful my life was. Allah gave me a home with people I love including my beautiful wife and son. I feel heartbreaking for Farzana’s death, but I feel hopeful hearing that Sohrab is still alive. Knowing that Amir is my half-brother, I know he will step up for me. It is true that Amir failed to protect me once before, but I believe that every person is guilty of committing some sort of mistake. Amir, I have faith in you.
    Rahim, there is no need to blame yourself because you provided me with everything. You invited me back to Baba’s house, you treated Amir and me as equals, and you helped making my life memorable. Right before I was shot to death, a series of flashbacks came rushing into my mind. It is correct for you to think that these flashbacks contained only blood and dead bodies. However, my last flashback contained friends and relatives for whom I cherished most: Baba, Amir, Farzana, Sohrab, Father and you. We were all together under the light blue sky decorated by colourful kites as we enjoyed a peaceful picnic in front of Baba’s house.
    Even though I may just be a spirit, I will always pray for Amir and Sohrab. Rahim-jan, you may rest in peace my friend. When you walk away from earth, your descending kite will be caught by children. They will read the content of your kite and they will learn the great story of Rahim Khan.

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  2. Amir18 May 2012 at 08:40

    Hassan-jan, baradar (brother), I am grateful that you still have faith in me even after all the things I have done to you. I know an apology will not make up for all your years of suffering, but I have Sohrab with me safe and sound. Every time I stare at him, I remember the times we would sit under the pomegranate tree and read stories. I will read stories to Sohrab, I will protect him and I will make sure he gets the love and education to succeed in the future. Baradar, you always tell me, “For you, a thousand times over.” However, I will return the favour to Sohrab this time. It is my turn to say the line, “For Sohrab, a thousand times over.” Rahim-jan and Baradar, thank you for fixing the path of my kite.

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