Publisher’s write-up:
‘One day in the near future, a storm strikes New York
City – but it is no ordinary storm. A
down-to-earth gardener finds that his feet no longer touch the ground. A graphic
novelist awakens in his bedroom to a mysterious entity that resembles his own
sub-Stan Lee creation. Abandoned at the mayor’s office, a baby identifies
corruption with her mere presence, marking the guilty with blemishes and boils.
A seductive gold-digger is soon tapped to combat forces beyond imagining.
Unbeknownst to them, they are all descended from
Dunia, a princess of the jinn, and they will play a role in an epic war between
light and dark, spanning a thousand and on nights – or two years, eight months,
and twenty-eight nights. It is a time of enormous upheaval, where beliefs are
challenged, words act like poison, silence is a disease and a noise may contain
a hidden curse.’
This is a novel
by Sir Salman Rushdie, a story involving various elements such as the idea of
fear and god, the idea of good and evil,
love and lust, tyranny among many other things narrated through the author’s
impeccable writing style and engaging elements of magic realism.
The story begins
in Cordoba during the period of the Almoravid Dynasty where a young jinn, meets
and falls in love with the philosopher Ibn Rushd, a rationalist, who is in an
ideological war against the Persian philosopher, Ghazali. The children of the
jinn, Dunia and Ibn Rushd are born with the characteristic of not having
earlobes. Centuries later, in modern day New York, a storm begins which lasts
for 1001 nights during which; an old gardener’s feet does not touch the ground,
a baby ends up in the office of the Mayor of New York which identifies
corruption and the logic of the old world no longer seems to apply triggering
the War of the Worlds between the
world of humans and the jinn. To counter this menace, Dunia, the jinn, gathers
all her descendants – the Duniazat –
tribe of the world (which include the gardener, Mr. Geronimo and a few
others) and the battle goes on for two years, eight months and twenty eight
nights.
I was highly
interested in the book owing to the rather interesting title given to it by the
author. Post that, I really enjoyed how the author dealt with a lot of timeless
topics such as reason versus god, hope against fear, love and of course, he
also made a lot of specific allusions, such as his highly indirect references
to the Afghanistan and Taliban (as the situation created by the evil jinn under
the orders of Ghazali) and also on allusions on the current western political
scene. As always, I really enjoyed the way in which he narrated the story, the choice of words,
the flow of the story, the sequence in which they were arranged and the way in
which he created the new world – Peristan (the world of the jinn) and not for once,
gave the reader an impression that he was going beyond the rules of the current
world. I really enjoyed the way the characters of Geronimo and Dunia were
brought out, the former, a happy go lucky gardener dealing with all sorts of
mundane issues with the latter having the task of saving the world from mayhem,
dealing with personal tragedy, lost love and the need for love again, dealing
with her emotions among other things. I also enjoyed the various diverse
mythical references that the author touched upon, being Greek, Indian,
Egyptian, a bit of Abrahamic myths and even a brief anecdote on a Yoruba myth.
However, like it
had various good elements of a typical novel of Rushdie, it had the very same
issue I have with most of his books, being,
he took too long to come to the
point, that it took nearly a third of the book before the plot actually started
taking shape and by then, he had introduced too many characters which became a
challenge to the memory and even more disappointing, when most members of the
Duniazat were grossly underused, barring Mr. Geronimo.
I really enjoyed
reading the novel, and as always, despite the fact that it took some time, I
felt it was worth the time spent. My pencil had a lot of work while reading the
novel, marking some of my favourite lines and I shall just state one of them
below:
‘The enemy is stupid. That is ground for hope. There
is no originality in tyrants, and the learn nothing from the demise of their
precursors. They will be brutal and stifling and engender hatred and destroy
what men love and that will defeat them. All important battles are, in the end,
conflicts between hatred and love, and we must hold to the idea that love is
stronger than hate.’
With that, I
would conclude my review here that considering all the above stated aspects and
also giving weight to the amount of time it took to read and also a bit of
redundancy that was involved, I would award the book a rating of eight on ten.
Rating – 8/10
Have a nice day,
Andy