This novel and the stories it tells is going to be echoing in me for days to come. Hosseini wields a facile pen and I loved his characterizations. I felt a connection with each of the characters and Abdulla and Pari’s loss tugged at my heartstrings throughout the reading experience.
It is amazing how the story transcends generations and continents and yet each is bound to the other by a powerful thread.
Hosseini’s characters, yes every one of them, spoke to me and I felt, exclusively to me. For example, when Markos realizes that "the world didn’t see the inside of you, that it didn’t care a whit about the hopes and dreams, and sorrows, that lay masked by skin and bone, " while thinking of Thalia, I could not but help comparing similar situations that I knew of.
Afghans, French, Americans, Greeks, each has a reason to identify with this book, but more importantly every reader in the world will. A book you must own and re-read.