This was a very interesting read. So many ways to look at the relationships that the characters had. One of the negatives that someone said on a review was wanting to read a story about a deaf girl that came to America. I didn't see that. I saw characters that were different. I saw a man named Omid that wanted to defy the rules of his culture. He a Jew, married a simple,quirky girl who was an Iranian. Did Bahar marry Omid to go farther in opportunities? I believe so she wanted to farther herself and go to school, get a job. But in the Iranian culture women are not to do that. I agree with their daughter Yaas, he denied her of that but found another woman, a German woman who was very independent that attracted Omid the most, to Niyaz. Final thing to do Bahar thought was to have a child. A child would keep them together,or not. The two of them pushing and pulling at each other made Yaas's childhood just bearable.
Sadly Yaas lost her hearing. She was different. But Bahar took frustrations out on her. Not only for Omid leaving but her being deaf. And although Yaas felt unloved, she loved her mother and father. Sad when Omid went to America with Niyaz he even made a remark about hardly remembering a pale sketch of a girl with red hair and spotted skin. To put another nail in the box when Omid had another child, a daughter with Niyaz. They named her Samar meaning fruit of one's labor. Where Yaas in Farsi means despair. How sad.
I feel this story is about relationships and how to work together with obstacles. Yeah maybe in that time cultures shouldn't mix. Not even helping a deaf girl get along in life they couldn't do. To make a difference and be better than what's thrown at them.
Caspian village is where Bahar, Omid, and Yaas traveled and found peace. A getaway where they were a family one last time.
Caspian Rain falling, a glowing, golden rain sunlight in every drop. The music of it fades to silence for Yaas. A dream that is wonderful for a short period of time..
I give Caspian Rain 4
I believe I will read another novel from Gina B. Nahai. 
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