【导读】 《追风筝的人》是一本出色的小说。主和仆、贵族和贱民、朋友和兄弟,历史和现实,种种转变都被刻画得生动而细腻。放在历史的宏大背景下,更洞见人生和人性的复杂。
"Okay," I said."Let's give him a sabagh,teach him a lesson,nay?" I glanced over at him.The glassy,vacant look in his eyes was gone.His gaze flitted between our kite and the green one.His face was a little flushed,his eyes suddenly alert.Awake.Alive.I wondered when I had forgotten that,despite everything,he was still just a child.
The green kite was making its move."Let's wait," I said."We'll let him get a little closer." It dipped twice and crept toward us."Come on.Come to me," I said.
The green kite drew closer yet,now rising a little above us,unaware of the trap I'd set for it."Watch,Sohrab.I'm going to show you one of your father's favorite tricks,the old liftanddive."
Next to me,Sohrab was breathing rapidly through his nose.The spool rolled in his palms,the tendons in his scarred wrists like rubab strings.Then I blinked and,for just a moment,the hands holding the spool were the chippednailed,calloused hands of a harelipped boy.I heard a crow cawing somewhere and I looked up.The park shimmered with snow so fresh,so dazzling white,it burned my eyes.It sprinkled soundlessly from the branches of whiteclad trees.I smelled turnip qurina now.Dried mulberries.Sour oranges.Sawdust and walnuts.The muffled quiet,snowquiet,was deafening.Then far away,across the stillness,a voice calling us home,the voice of a man who dragged his right leg.
The green kite hovered directly above us now."He's going for it.Anytime now," I said,my eyes flicking from Sohrab to our kite.
The green kite hesitated.Held position.Then shot down."Here he comes!" I said.
I did it perfectly.After all these years.The old liftanddive trap.I loosened my grip and tugged on the string,dipping and dodging the green kite.A series of quick