雙語名著·追風箏的人 The Kite Runner(205)

12歲的阿富汗富家少爺阿米爾與仆人哈桑情同手足。然而，在一場風箏比賽后，發(fā)生了一件悲慘不堪的事，阿米爾為自己的懦弱感到自責和痛苦，逼走了哈桑，不久，自己也跟隨父親逃往美國。

成年后的阿米爾始終無法原諒自己當年對哈桑的背叛。為了贖罪，阿米爾再度踏上暌違二十多年的故鄉(xiāng)，希望能為不幸的好友盡最后一點心力，卻發(fā)現(xiàn)一個驚天謊言，兒時的噩夢再度重演，阿米爾該如何抉擇?

故事如此殘忍而又美麗，作者以溫暖細膩的筆法勾勒人性的本質(zhì)與救贖，讀來令人蕩氣回腸。

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I told him everything that had happened. Told him about my meeting with Rahim Khan, the trek to Kabul, the orphanage, the stoning at Ghazi Stadium.
“God,” he whispered. “I’m sorry, I have such fond memories of Kabul. Hard to believe it’s the same place you’re telling me about.”
“Have you been there lately?”
“God no.”
“It’s not Berkeley, I’ll tell you that,” I said.
“Go on.”
I told him the rest, the meeting with Assef, the fight, Sohrab and his slingshot, our escape back to Pakistan. When I was done, he scribbled a few notes, breathed in deeply, and gave me a sober look. “Well, Amir, you’ve got a tough battle ahead of you.”
“One I can win?”
He capped his pen. “At the risk of sounding like Raymond Andrews, it’s not likely. Not impossible, but hardly likely.” Gone was the affable smile, the playful look in his eyes.
“But it’s kids like Sohrab who need a home the most,” I said. “These rules and regulations don’t make any sense to me.”
“You’re preaching to the choir, Amir,” he said. “But the fact is, take current immigration laws, adoption agency policies, and the political situation in Afghanistan, and the deck is stacked against you.”
“I don’t get it,” I said. I wanted to hit something. “I mean, I get it but I don’t get it.”
Omar nodded, his brow furrowed. “Well, it’s like this. In the aftermath of a disaster, whether it be natural or man-made--and the Taliban are a disaster, Amir, believe me--it’s always difficult to ascertain that a child is an orphan. Kids get displaced in refugee camps, or parents just abandon them because they can’t take care of them. Happens all the time. So the INS won’t grant a visa unless it’s clear the child meets the definition of an eligible orphan. I’m sorry, I know it sounds ridiculous, but you need death certificates.”
“You’ve been to Afghanistan,” I said. “You know how improbable that is.”
“I know,” he said. “But let’s suppose it’s clear that the child has no surviving parent. Even then, the INS thinks it’s good adoption practice to place the child with someone in his own country so his heritage can be preserved.”“What heritage?” I said. “The Taliban have destroyed what heritage Afghans had. You saw what they did to the giant Buddhas in Bamiyan.”“I’m sorry, I’m telling you how the INS works, Amir,” Omar said, touching my arm. He glanced at Sohrab and smiled. Turned back to me. “Now, a child has to be legally adopted according to the laws and regulations of his own country. But when you have a country in turmoil, say a country like Afghanistan, government offices are busy with emergencies, and processing adoptions won’t be a top priority.”
I sighed and rubbed my eyes. A pounding headache was settling in just behind them.“But let’s suppose that somehow Afghanistan gets its act together,” Omar said, crossing his arms on his protruding belly. “It still may not permit this adoption. In fact, even the more moderate Muslim nations are hesitant with adoptions because in many of those countries, Islamic law, Shari’a, doesn’t recognize adoption.”
“You’re telling me to give it up?” I asked, pressing my palm to my forehead.

我把發(fā)生過的一切統(tǒng)統(tǒng)告訴他：我跟拉辛汗的會面、前往喀布爾、恤孤院、伽茲體育館的擲石頭。
“天！”他低聲驚呼，“很抱歉，我在喀布爾有很多美好的回憶。很難相信你剛才告訴我的竟然是同一個地方?！?br />“你后來回去過嗎？”
“天，沒有。”
“我會告訴你，那兒不是伯克利?！蔽艺f。
“繼續(xù)?！?br />我把剩下的都告訴他了：跟阿塞夫見面、搏斗、索拉博和他的彈弓、逃回巴基斯坦。當我說完，他飛快地寫下一些東西，深深呼吸，鎮(zhèn)定地看了我一眼：“好了，阿米爾，你前面有場艱苦的戰(zhàn)斗?！?br />“我能打贏嗎？”
他把筆帽裝上?！熬桶驳卖?shù)恼Z氣判斷，希望渺茫。不是不可能，但是機會很小?！焙吞@的笑容和戲謔的眼神不見了。
“可是像索拉博這樣的孩子最需要有個家，”我說，“這些規(guī)章制度對我來說毫無意義。”
“我也心有戚戚，阿米爾?！彼f，“但事實是，就當前的移民法、收養(yǎng)機構(gòu)政策和阿富汗的政治局勢看來，你的情況很不妙?！?br />“我真不理解，”我說，想找個東西揍一頓，“我是說，我明白，但是我不理解?！?br />奧馬爾點頭，雙眉緊鎖?！昂昧耍瓦@樣。災難之后，不管天災還是人禍——塔利班真是一場大災難，阿米爾，相信我——一個孩子是否孤兒，總是很難判斷。孩子們被遺棄在難民營，或者被雙親拋棄，因為他們無法加以照料。這些情況向來都有。所以除非孩子滿足孤兒的法律定義，否則移民局不會放發(fā)簽證。我很抱歉，我知道這聽起來很荒唐，但你需要一紙死亡證書。”
“你在阿富汗住過，”我說，“你知道這事的可能性有多大?！?br />“我知道，”他說，“但讓我們假設現(xiàn)在這個孩子父母雙亡的情況弄清楚了。即使那樣，移民局會認為，最好由該國的人來收養(yǎng)這個孩子，以便他能保持本國的文化傳統(tǒng)?！薄笆裁磦鹘y(tǒng)？”我說，“阿富汗有過的文化傳統(tǒng)被塔利班毀掉了。你知道他們怎么對待巴米揚的大佛?！薄昂鼙福以诟嬖V你的是移民局怎么工作，阿米爾。”奧馬爾說，碰碰我的手臂。他望向索拉博，露出微笑，然后看著我。“說到這里，一個孩子必須根據(jù)他自己國家的法規(guī)被合法地收養(yǎng)。但假如你碰到一個亂糟糟的國家，比如說阿富汗，政府官員會忙于處理各種突發(fā)事件，處理收養(yǎng)事宜不會得到優(yōu)先考慮?！?br />我嘆氣，揉揉眼睛。眼睛后面突突發(fā)痛?！暗亲屛覀兗僭O不管怎樣，阿富汗人肯幫忙?！眾W馬爾說，雙手交叉放在隆起的肚子上，“這次收養(yǎng)仍有可能被拒絕。實際上，就算是那些較為溫和的穆斯林國家，對收養(yǎng)也不無疑慮，因為在多數(shù)這些國家中，穆斯林教法不贊同收養(yǎng)?！?br />“你是在叫我放棄？”我問，用手壓著額頭。