残忍而美丽的情谊:The Kite Runner 追风筝的人(37)
"Really?You'ddothat?""真的吗?你会那样做?"Hethrewmeapuzzledlook."Dowhat?"他疑惑地看了我一眼:"做什么?""EatdirtifItoldyouto,"Isaid.IknewIwasbeingcruel,likewhenI'dtaunthimifhedidn'tknowsomebig...
"Really?You'ddothat?""真的吗?你会那样做?"Hethrewmeapuzzledlook."Dowhat?"他疑惑地看了我一眼:"做什么?""EatdirtifItoldyouto,"Isaid.IknewIwasbeingcruel,likewhenI'dtaunthimifhedidn'tknowsomebig...
“_Mashallah_,”GeneralTaherisaid.“Willyoubewritingaboutourcountry,historyperhaps?Economics?”“Iwritefiction,”Isaid,thinkingofthedozenorsoshortstoriesIhadwrittenintheleather-boundnotebookRahimKhanh...
“FathertookmetotheBlueMosque,”Sohrabsaid.“Irememberthereweresomanypigeonsoutsidethemasjid,andtheyweren’tafraidofpeople.Theycamerightuptous.Sasagavemelittlepiecesof_naan_andIfedthebirds.Soon,therew...
12岁的阿富汗富家少爷阿米尔与仆人哈桑情同手足。然而,在一场风筝比赛后,发生了一件悲惨不堪的事,阿米尔为自己的懦弱感到自责和痛苦,逼走了哈桑,不久,自己也跟随父亲逃往美国。成年后的阿米尔始终无法原谅自己当年对哈桑的...
GINGERLY,IWALKEDupthedrivewaywheretuftsofweednowgrewbetweenthesun-fadedbricks.Istoodoutsidethegatesofmyfather’shouse,feelinglikeastranger.Isetmyhandsontherustybars,rememberinghowI’drunthroughthesesa...
Thatnight,ItookthebedandFaridlayonthefloor,wrappedhimselfwithanextrablanketforwhichthehotelownerchargedmeanadditionalfee.Nolightcameintotheroomexceptforthemoonbeamsstreamingthroughthebrokenwindow.Fari...
Wechasedthe"Kochi",thenomadswhopassedthroughKabulontheirwaytothemountainsofthenorth.Wewouldheartheircaravansapproachingourneighborhood,themewlingoftheirsheep,the"baaing"oftheirgoats,thejingleofbellsar...
“IwantyoutogotoKabuLIwantyoutobringSohrabhere,”hesaid.Istruggledtofindtherightwords.I’dbarelyhadtimetodealwiththefactthatHassanwasdead.“Pleasehearme.IknowanAmericanpairhereinPeshawar,ahusbandandwi...
Forthenextfewminutes,Iscouredthebazaarinvain.Maybetheoldmerchant'seyeshadbetrayedhim.Excepthe'dseenthebluekite.Thethoughtofgettingmyhandsonthatkite...Ipokedmyheadbehindeverylane,everyshop.Nosi...
Ikeepfadinginandout.THENAMEOFTHEMANwiththeClarkGablemustacheturnedouttobeDr.Faruqi.Hewasn’tasoapoperastaratall,butahead-and-necksurgeon,thoughIkeptthinkingofhimassomeonenamedArmandinsomesteamysoapset...
Laterthatnight,afterSorayafellasleep--winealwaysmadehersleepy--Istoodonthebalconyandbreathedinthecoolsummerair.IthoughtofRahimKhanandthelittlenoteofsupporthehadwrittenmeafterhe’dreadmyfirststory.AndI...
“Anyway,Icamehomeand--”Shewascrying.“Excuseme.”Iheardherputthephonedown.Blowhernose.“Sorry,”shecamebackon,soundinghoarse.“WhenIcamehome,Isawmymotherhadhadastroke,therightsideofherfacewasparalyz...
Webothlooked.“Please,nomore.”Irememberedsomethingtheorphanagedirectorhadsaidwhenhe’dopenedthedoortomeandFarid.Whathadbeenhisname?Zaman?He’sinseparablefromthatthing,hehadsaid.Hetucksitinthewaistofh...
“No,”Isaid.IhadneverinmylifewantedtobeawayfromaplaceasbadlyasIdidnow.“Butwehavetostay.”TwoTalibswithKalashnikovsslungacrosstheirshouldershelpedtheblindfoldedmanfromthefirsttruckandtwoothershelpedt...
IsoldBaba’sVWbusand,tothisday,Ihavenotgonebacktothefleamarket.IwoulddrivetohisgravesiteeveryFriday,and,sometimes,I’dfindafreshbouquetoffreesiasbytheheadstoneandknowSorayahadbeentheretoo.SorayaandIse...
Hissayingthatmademekindofsad.SadforwhoHassanwas,wherehelived.Forhowhe'dacceptedthefactthathe'dgrowoldinthatmudshackintheyard,thewayhisfatherhad.Idrewthelastcard,playedhimapairofqueensandaten....
12岁的阿富汗富家少爷阿米尔与仆人哈桑情同手足。然而,在一场风筝比赛后,发生了一件悲惨不堪的事,阿米尔为自己的懦弱感到自责和痛苦,逼走了哈桑,不久,自己也跟随父亲逃往美国。成年后的阿米尔始终无法原谅自己当年对哈桑的...
Hewincedwhenhespokeagaininthathuskyvoice,barelyaboveawhisper.“Tiredofeverything.”Isighedandslumpedinmychair.Therewasabandofsunlightonthebedbetweenus,and,forjustamoment,theashengrayfacelookingatmefro...
12岁的阿富汗富家少爷阿米尔与仆人哈桑情同手足。然而,在一场风筝比赛后,发生了一件悲惨不堪的事,阿米尔为自己的懦弱感到自责和痛苦,逼走了哈桑,不久,自己也跟随父亲逃往美国。成年后的阿米尔始终无法原谅自己当年对哈桑的...
“Don’tyouchallengemeinpublic,Amir.Ever.Whodoyouthinkyouare?”THERAINGeneralTaherihadspokenaboutatthefleamarketwasafewweekslate,butwhenwesteppedoutofDr.Amani’soffice,passingcarssprayedgrimywateronto...
FIFTEENThreehoursaftermyflightlandedinPeshawar,Iwassittingonshreddedupholsteryinthebackseatofasmoke-filledtaxicab.Mydriver,achain-smoking,sweatylittlemanwhointroducedhimselfasGholam,drovenonchalantlya...
“Youcallyourselfadirector?”Faridndroppedhishands.“Ihaven’tbeenpaidinoversixmonths.I’mbrokebecauseI’vespentmylife’ssavingsonthisorphanage.EverythingIeverownedorinheritedIsoldtorunthisgodforsaken...
NINETEENAgain,thecarsickness.BythetimewedrovepastthebulletriddledsignthatreadTHEKHYBERPASSWELCOMESYOU,mymouthhadbeguntowater.Somethinginsidemystomachchurnedandtwisted.Farid,mydriver,threwmeacoldglance...
Iunfoldedtheletter.ItwaswritteninFarsi.Nodotswereomitted,nocrossesforgotten,nowordsblurredtogether--thehandwritingwasalmostchildlikeinitsneatness.Ibegantoread:InthenameofAllahthemostbeneficent,themost...
ONTHETAXIRIDEbacktothehotel,Sohrabrestedhisheadonthewindow,keptstaringatthepassingbuildings,therowsofgumtrees.Hisbreathfoggedtheglass,cleared,foggeditagain.Iwaitedforhimtoaskmeaboutthemeetingbuthedidn...