If there is one thing I have learned throughout my life, it’s that an innocent man will always be used by others. Those that are corrupt. Whether it is his parents, siblings, or friends, there will always come a time when the innocent man will be hurt. And it never just stops at once. It happens over and over, until the man eventually breaks, as all innocent souls do when faced with corruption. And when the man loses innocence, he becomes corrupt. Through this, corruption spreads like wildfire, affecting everyone. Nobody is spared.
This is also shown in Khaled Hosseini’s The Kite Runner. Hassan’s purity was assaulted by Assef. And although Amir could have saved Hassan, his own cowardice prevented him. In the end, it was Amir who was corrupted due to his own cowardice. And this, I believe, is what happened to my past self. Looking at myself now, although I’ve grown quite a bit, I can fully say that I miss my old self. My smiles and laughs full of spirit, my endless amount of energy, my sincerity. My innocence. All gone. And I fear I may have lost myself forever, had it not been for this book.
Children are the most pure and innocent beings on the planet. They are incapable of harm, and are full of innocence. I was no exception. I too experienced the freedom of childhood. The lack of expectations to fulfill. The carelessness granted by the responsibilities taken by my parents. I loved it. And me as a child, I was beyond outgoing. I am still reminded of times a few months after we first moved into Canada as a family. We were on a cruise, and out of sheer curiosity, I began to start a conversation with the woman sitting next to us. It was going great, until I realized that she had no idea what I was saying, as I hadn’t learned English yet. My parents found it very amusing. As did the lady. Unfortunately, I could never do that now, which bothers me. Not only have I grown to be seclusive, others would believe me to have an ulterior motive in doing so, and would disregard me immediately. As time has caused me to age and mature, it has also resulted in my own innocence and my innocence in the eyes of others to diminish.
The Kite Runner has inspired me to believe that maturity can only come at the cost of innocence, as represented by Amir’s growth throughout the novel which came at the cost of Hassan. In relation to me, I see Amir and Hassan as different versions of myself. Amir being the quieter and introverted version, and Hassan being the outgoing and loyal one. Hassan as my past, and Amir as my present. I had not realized how big of a transformation I had gone through until I was able to discern both the characters in my head. After learning about the cost for maturity, I have been inspired to preserve my innocence as it remains now, and to get back what I have lost.