Baba And Hassan Relationship

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The relationship between you and Hassan.
Hassan and I are best friends, although I tend to look down upon Hassan because of his position in the household (Hassan is a Hazara). I sometimes get jealous of the affection Baba gives to Hassan. Hassan is my most loyal and devoted servant, who is born with a clept lip.Hassan and I were nursed by the same woman and, unbeknownst to us both, we both were half-brothers. Hassan is illiterate but smart and stands up for others. He is also the best kite runner in Kabul. He dies at the hands of the Taliban, defending Baba's house from takeover.Hassan looks up to me and loves me like a brother (unbeknownst to the two of us, we are in fact half-brothers). Hassan is loyal to me where he does a lot of things …show more content…

In Afghanistan Baba was a formidable man. He holds a sense of power about him. In many ways, Baba is more like Hassan. Although he doesn't acknowledge Hassan as a blood son, Babba appreciates the fact that Hassan is more aggressive and stands up to bullies while I was more subdued and passive. In Afghanistan, there seems to be a disconnect between Baba and me. When we relocate to America, Baba works at a gas station while I attend school. The power shift changes. I adapt more easily and Baba seems lesser than his former self. Still Baba is proud of my accomplishments and I think this brings us closer. Living in poverty brings us together as we work side-by-side to eke out a living. The struggles brought us together …show more content…

Where Soraya argued with her father, i merely suffered in science. Unlike Soraya, i constantly sought his father's appreciation and acceptance. She does not hide her disappointment in her father as i did to my. Soraya was steady and intelligent, and always there when i need her. She can be strong like her father. Furthermore, I was never good enough or strong enough for Baba; and when Soraya ran off with her boyfriend, Gen. Taheri tracked her down and took her back home. Both of the men had been relegated to a more common status in the United States, meeting up with each other at the local flea market. Both had made up with us: Things were never better between Baba and me, while Soraya had gotten over her hatred of her father and admitted that he had saved her from a life of drugs. I never lived up to Baba's expectations, and because " 'All the Afghans in Virginia were talking' " about Soraya running

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