365 Writing Prompts: Twenty-five

There are twenty -six letters in the English language, and we need every single one of them.Want Proof? Choose a letter and write a blog post without using it ( Feeling brave? Make it a vowel!)

Vowels: AEIOU

Once many moons ago there was a sage, there was only one man who knew of him. His name was Amir, (in Hindi the name means rich).

Amir was riding his horse when he saw a man raising his hand to stop him, this annoyed him he stopped he wanted to know why the man was so eager to end his ride.

“I am a sage he said, I can see things none can, do not go too far, danger is ahead, there are a lot of predators looking for man’s flesh,they are ready to grab anyone they see , do not make a mistake, go home. ”

Amir was obstinate , he ignored the danger and rode on, There in the distant he saw wolves,tigers , lions waiting to get a piece of him. He ordered his horse to go backward, the horse did not stop and kept going forward.

Realizing the rich man ignored his warning and was in danger the sage said some words and blew it in the windy path, a strong wind made  the horse circle the path, seeing danger ahead the horse took off. Amir was delighted the horse saved him.

He told his story to the people in the city, several wise men in the city visited the sage and invited him to come to their city. They provided a giant sized palace for him to live and teach them how to be safe!

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“The Kite Runner” by Khaled Hosseini Post by Ranu

First paperback edition book cover

First paperback edition book cover (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

I read Khaled Hosseini’s, A Thousand Simple Suns and ,And The Mountains Echoed, each one was different. His first book,”The Kite Runner”,I finished reading an hour ago. My intention is not to criticize or applaud any part of the book.It is to write how I felt when I was reading it.

When I was a child I used to follow my two brothers to see what they will play next. It was not what I always thought,they changed their games ,on the basis of their own personal whim. One day I saw my brothers with some tissue paper,thread, little bamboo sticks. They were going to make their own kite and fly them. When they were playing with their kites,I thought it was a neat game. I helped them by holding the paper,I could not fly the kite,but loved watching my brothers.

When I finished reading, A Thousand  Simple Suns, everyone asked me is it better than the ,Kite Runner. I was not in a position to answer that question. Now that I feel I am, I have opted not to, but let them read and decide.

The kite Runner reminded me of those childhood days,when I watched my brothers make their own kite and fly them.  After reading the first few pages,I couldn’t decide whether I should continue or stop. I chose the former.I am not sorry I did.

It is commendable how Hosseini vividly portrayed some of the characters in the book. But then again we know there are good and bad people everywhere in this world.

There are three occasions in particular when my glasses kept fogging up. One was Sohrab’s earnest request to his uncle,not to send him back to the orphanage,the second one when Assef beat Amir mercilessly and Sohrab used his sling shot to save Amir. The third one when Amir prayed to God and promised he would never stop praying,will pay zakat,go for pilgrimage,he wanted God to save Sohrab . It was heartbreaking  when Sohrab said, ‘I want my old life back’.

I liked all his books. The Kite Runner, taught me about human nature and ultimately the lesson that if one sincerely asks God for help,he/she will not be denied!