Two chief subjects in the novel The Kite Runner are that of societal category and gender functions. Everywhere that Amir. the chief supporter. bends. society is divided. From his earliest childhood memories to populating in America. there ever seems to be some kind of unseeable line drawn between his people. There is separation between the Pashtuns and the Hazaras. between Americans and Afghans. between work forces and adult females. and between the Talibs and the people of Afghanistan. “’Afghanistan is the land of Pashtuns. It ever has been. ever will be. We are the true Afghans. the pure Afghans. non this Flat-Nose here. His people pollute our fatherland. our wantan.

They dirty our blood… . Afghanistan for Pashtuns. I say. That’s my vision. ’” This quotation mark reflects the hatred some people had for the Hazaras. or “Flat-Noses. ” in Afghanistan. The Hazaras were the lower category. while the Pashtuns were the affluent category. If there was a Hazara in Kabul. the stake was that he was “a mendicant or a retainer or both. ” This terrible societal divide was non merely economical. Merely the Pashtuns were able to go to public school. and hardly any. if any. Hazaras were literate. However. Amir grew up with Hassan. his Hazara retainer. and didn’t know the hatred the remainder of the Pashtuns harbored for the Hazaras.

“Hassan and I fed from the same chests. We took our first stairss on the same lawn in the same pace. And. under the same roof. we spoke our first words. ” After Amir Joel Huff-2 returned from school. he and Hassan would travel up to “a bowl shaped hill merely North of [ his father’s ] property” that had a graveyard atop it. with a juicy Punica granatum tree merely outside the fencing. They climbed the tree’s big subdivisions. and carved into it the words “Amir and Hassan. the grand Turks of Kabul. ” After they ate the fruit and wiped their custodies on the grass. Amir would read to Hassan.

Despite the societal divide. Amir and Hassan were like brothers. This shows that the unjust division of people can be broken – people don’t have to follow tendencies – that alteration can originate and equality can turn. The sentiment on gender division. nevertheless. is somewhat different in Hosseini’s book. There are two types of gender division in this book: the traditional. formal wait-until-marriage-to-be-alone sort. and the sort that made life harder on adult females. Hosseini slightly supported the former. because that was the manner of his people. and looked down upon the latter.

In the novel. Amir sees a miss by the name of Soraya Taheri at the flea market where he and his male parent have a stall. This miss amazes him. as he has non really seen a existent miss of his age about all his life. due to the separation of sexes in his fatherland. He describes her as his “Swap Meet Princess. ” but ne’er really negotiations to her for months. When he eventually grew the nervus to speak to her. he asked where her male parent was. but finally asked what she was reading. “I held my breath. Suddenly. I felt the corporate eyes of the flea market Afghans displacement to us. I imagined a stillness falling.

Lips halting in midsentance. Heads turning. Eyess contracting with acute involvement. Up to this point. our brush could hold been interpreted as a respectful enquiry. But I’d asked her a inquiry and if she Joel Huff-3 answered. we’d be… . Well. we’d be chew the fating. Me a mojarad. a individual immature adult male. and she an unwed adult female. ” This would be gossip stuff to the full Afghan community in Los Angeles. merely as it would hold been back in Kabul. Rumors were lifelessly to anyone’s repute in that community. and repute was one of the lone things that really mattered.

What made it worse was that Soraya had a “history. ” Rumors. as everyone knows. are sometimes true. Unfortunately for Soraya. her “history” was wholly true. “When we lived in Virginia. I ran off with an Afghan adult male. I was eighteen at the time…rebellious…stupid. and… he was into drugs… . We lived together for about a month. All the Afghans in Virginia were speaking about it. ” This chitchat traveled everyplace. as everyone in Afghanistan knew everyone else in Afghanistan. Soraya. girl of the war hero. General Taheri. was hit particularly difficult by this chitchat. and it traveled with them to Los Angeles.

Though she tells Amir about the atrocious yesteryear she has. Amir still pursues matrimony with her. loving her all the same. “How could I. of all people. castigate person for their yesteryear? ” This shows a common dual criterion in the Afghan civilization that besides exists in our civilization. to an extent. “Their boies go out to cabarets looking for meat and acquire their girlfriends pregnant. they have kids out of marriage and no 1 says a goddamn thing. Oh. they’re merely work forces holding merriment! I make one error and all of a sudden everyone is speaking nang and namoos and I have to hold my face rubbed in it for the remainder of my life.

” To add to the appendage that Afghans see this wickedness as. after he made Soraya come place. Soraya’s male parent sat her in a chair. handed her a brace of scissors. and Joel Huff-4 calmly told her to cut off all her hair. He watched while she did it. his pride hurt more than hers. Along with the distinguishable division of work forces and adult females even in America. there was besides a category division between Americans and Afghans. While the Americans had all white-collar occupations. Afghans were given the blue-collar occupations. despite some of them being professionals back in their fatherland.

Amir’s male parent. one time a rich and powerful man of affairs. was forced to take up uneven occupations and minutess to acquire by. He “sold his Buick and bought a bedraggled ’71 Volkswagen coach for $ 550 from an old Afghan familiarity who’d been a high school scientific discipline instructor in Kabul. ” He bought this coach to travel around to garage gross revenues. purchase points. take them to the flea market. and sell them for a little net income. “By that summer. Afghan households were working an full subdivision of the flea market. ” “All of them high ranking functionaries. attorneies. business communities. professors. physicians. now reduced to higgling over 2 dollars.

” This shows the distinguishable difference between aliens and natural Born citizens in America. Racial bias and fright separate categories. even in a free society such as ours. The worst of any societal divide mentioned in this book. nevertheless. was that between the Taliban and the citizens of Afghanistan. The Taliban. or merely Talibs. took over Kabul after Amir and his male parent moved to America. When they were at that place. they destroyed everything. imposed rigorous Torahs. and committed random Acts of the Apostless of force. The citizens hated them. even though they “were all shouting when the Taliban came to take power” from the old male monarch.

“I feel like a tourer in my ain Joel Huff-5 state. ” said Amir as he was come ining the country around Kabul. As he was seeking for his half-brother’s kid. Amir attended a association football lucifer to happen a “tall Talib with black dark glassess. ” At halftime. three trucks rolled out into the field. one with a adult female. one with a blindfolded adult male. and one transporting a burden of rocks. They unloaded each truck. puting the adult female and adult male in separate chest-deep holes at the terminals of the end stations. “A chubby. white-bearded churchman dressed in grey garments stood near the goalposts and cleared his pharynx into a hand-held mike.

Behind him the adult female in the hole was still shouting. He recited a drawn-out supplication from the Koran. his nasaly voice rippling through the sudden stillness of the stadium’s crowd. I remembered something [ my male parent ] had said to me long ago: Make on the beads of all those holier-than-thou monkeys. They do nil but thumb their prayer beadss and declaim a book written in a lingua they don’t even understand. God help us all if Afghanistan of all time falls into their custodies. “ And certain plenty. it had. The reign of panic of the Taliban swept through the streets of Kabul. as it had so many other Afghan towns.

This was proven by the pitiless executing of the adult male and adult female in the association football bowl. The tall Talib in the black dark glassess picked up an unloaded rock. and hurled it at the man’s face. striking him in the side of the caput. He continued to throw rocks at the two until they were but bloodied cadavers. at which point they were loaded back up into the trucks and hauled off. As Hosseini exposes the divisions in Afghan society. we in American society should reflect on the cultural false beliefs that made Afghanistan the war-ravaged province that it is today.