by Khaled Hosseini
And that's the thing about people who mean everything they say. They think everyone else does too.
Read a novel for once. It's about a rich Afgani boy that grows up in the 70s in Kabul, with his servant friend that he treats poorly despite his servant's loyalty. He escapes when the Soviets take over (to Fremont!) and is ridden with guilt about the friend he left behind. I liked reading about Fremont in the book, like when the writer would mention street names that I know... although there was a bit in the book about Fremont that I know is inaccurate: he mentions an Indian movie theater on Fremont Boulevard, and the year is supposed to be, sometime in the mid or early 80's. I remember when that theater turned into an Indian theater, and it wasn't that long ago. I remember it showed the Rocky Horror Picture Show every Friday night. But I never watched it. I just know because they had the sign outside. Anyway, this book was pretty good, I thought. I told Kathy I'd lend it to her, but she reads books pretty fast, so let me know if you wanna borrow it. (You gotta live relatively near me, by the way. Like in the Bay Area.)
3 comments:
you can buy the book at costco for $8 (cheaper than watching a movie at a theater)
doood, there's more than one Fremont theater that turned into a Bollywood theatre. You get your facts straight.
i cried hysterically the first time I read this book. like, really, just hysterical sobbing. it's like, you KNOW something terrible's going to happen... you just KNOW it, and when it does, it's like..worse than death...
the second time around, i realized how pathetic I was... the author kind of assumes his readers are stupid. like a stupid dog trying to catch the meat that's hung on a string attached to a pole, attached to his ass...
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