The Kite Runner - Creative Writing - Rahim Khan Diary

24/12/1979

Today is Christmas. The last week I bought a present for Amir jan. It´s a story book for childrens.
The stories of the book have a very simple vocabulary, and it´s not really an interesting tale as the books he likes to read. But the importance of the book is not what it is, it's the message it leaves.
I know that he might don't like it, but he has to understand that Hassan is not different to him. Baba told me that he is not with them now. That´s bad. I hope the book helps.
If only he knew the true...

25/12/1979

Neither the book nor Allah can help us now.

The "reds" invaded us, showing up no mercy, not even on Christmas night. They advanced in Kabul with tanks, and a great army, shooting everyone who was fighting with them, killing everyone who was afraid of them.

I couldn't be able to give Amir his present. He is leaving the country by now. There's no future in Afganistan for him now. Maybe America is better. Hope I can meet them there as soon as possible.

1/1/1980

I can't leave Afganistan, at least by now.

The russian army is killing everyone in the frontier with Pakistan, after the massive emigration of the first day of the invasion.

I have been in my house since Baba and Amir left Kabul. Fortunately I have supplies to survive some weeks. 

28/4/1980

All the supplies I had are gone. Despite I have been getting more supplies by exchanging goods at the black market, this time I got nothing. 

The dealers doesn't want money. Nowadays, in our situation, money is just a worthless piece of paper. They want bullets. Fortunately a had plenty of it. 

Before all this mess, I liked going to the forest, away from the sound of the city. I liked to hunt. The only thing I used to hear there, was my shot. Now I hear shots everyday in the streets.

Today all the forest all gone, thanks to the Soviets. And what is more important, I'm running out of bullets.

Maybe is time to go out. 

11/6/1996

Some people died fighting the invaders. There are people that lost all his hope, and just committed suicide. 

I prefer to be optimistic.

Yesterday I spend some time taking care of Baba's house. With the talibans in the control of the country, I believe that everything will be like it was before.

Last week I went to a hazara village to find Hassan. I spend a long time looking for him.

The family must be all together when Baba and Amir jan come back.

Hassan has grown up. He told me the reason of his departure from Baba's house. I knew Amir was bad. That book I bought was suppose to help him. But now the book can help Hassan. With it he can learn to read and write. 

After all what happend he is still loyal to Amir. He will take care of the house with his son, Sohrab.

12/11/2001

The talibans are not better than the Russians.

The last day, they enter to the house, and beat me until I was unconscious

When I woke up Hassan and his wife were dead. They also kidnapped Sohrab.

It was foolish to be optimistic. I must go to Pakistan. I feel sick, after they beat me. 

I can’t rescue Sohrab, but I now who can do it.

He have to know that there’s a way to be good again.

He have to know too many things.

Hope the letter Hassan wrote to him can help.

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