~kamila shamsie~ burnt shadows

bsRead it in: couple of days

Another one from my last holiday reading spree.  This one was also recommended by my auntie, who knows how much I love Japan.  I also have a deep interest in the atomic bombings, so I was pretty keen to read this one.

But Burnt Shadows isn’t just about the bombing of Hiroshima – that’s only where it starts.  It travels through India, through Pakistan, through Afghanistan and later America.  You do the whole world from the time when everything was separated into axis and allies, right up until now, when everything Middle Eastern is presumed to be in relation with terrorists.  From one broken world to another, with many adventures along the way.

We meet the protagonist on the day of the Hiroshima bombing, where she loses everything.  We then follow her to India where she finds the man she will marry, and they are caught up in the violence as India severs its ties from the British and Pakistan is created.  Later on, her world is changed by the nearby war in Afghanistan.  She is caught up in world event after world event.  It really puts the events into perspective for you.  It’s one thing to see them on television, on the news, but to hear stories of them and the way they’ve changed people’s lives is another.

If anything, this book made me want to learn more languages.  As a student struggling to become fluent in my second language (Japanese) before I can even think about learning others on top of that, I felt very much like a global idiot.  The protagonists of this book can speak three, four, five languages or more.  It makes me so jealous!  But it also shows you what you can do with more than one language.  You can see into other identities, fit into places you wouldn’t otherwise be able to fit into, meet people and speak with people who otherwise wouldn’t talk to you, or say certain things to you.

This book is like an epic.  An epic in less than five-hundred pages.  We go to so many places in such a small amount of time.  Well, at least it felt like a small amount of time to me – who read it in only a couple of days, and at the end of it sat down thinking ‘where am I?’ and walking dazed to the kitchen to get a cup of tea.  Yes, that’s how I usually act when I’ve finished a book.

So, it’s good.  Just take it slowly.  Swallow it carefully and take the time to digest it, don’t follow my example, please.

Read it if you: are interested in the cultures of Japan, or India, or the Middle East, are interested in languages, want to travel this area more, have an interest in modern history, like a read that’s like riding a roller-coaster, like depressing things

While reading listen to: Four Tet Unspoken, Four Tet She Moves She

~peter mansfield~ a history of the middle east

AHOTMERead it in: around two weeks

Here’s more non-fiction that, once again, was read as a result of my sudden desire to get good marks.  This was preliminary reading for a course which turned out to be really rather good, about the Middle East.

I’m not really a person well versed in non-fiction, and my reading habits for such books are yet to culminate in something that actually works.  With fiction, I dive in whenever I see an opportunity.  With non-fiction, it’s more like I have to force myself, unless I actually feel really, really interested and have questions about that subject, to read a book.  So this was forced before-bed reading for a while.  And it’s not that I don’t find the Middle East interesting.  I suppose it was because I wasn’t used to reading such things.

I found it a little daunting, I have to say.  A whole history of the whole Middle East is a pretty massive feat for a book not even as thick as, say, ‘Les Miserables’ (which details the whole history of the whole families of really only two or three people).  And with most things, I don’t have the attention span to read (and take in) every word, so I found myself losing track of things quite quickly.  There were some things I knew about, and were thoroughly interested in passages about those – Napoleon in Egypt, the Iranian Revolution, the attempted Algerian elections in which the Islamic party was going to win, September 11, etc. – but these things are few and far between, like tiny towns that speak English in a country that mainly speaks Pigeon, Urdu and Portuguese, or a mixture of all three.

Having said that, I did learn a lot from this book.  If I hadn’t treated it like a running race from start to finish, I probably would have learned more.  But it sort of turned into a haze of names and places and wars and regimes that was quite difficult for my mind to untangle in the end.  Thank goodness it was only preliminary reading and not the entire course.

I’m not saying it’s a bad book, I’m saying I was probably a bad person for this book.  I can’t say I paid enough attention to it to make informed critiques of it.  Sorry, Peter Mansfield.

Read it if you: are genuinely interested in the Middle East, know a fair bit about it already, want some interesting stories told in an interesting manner.

While reading, drink this beverage: (if you’re inattentive like me) strong, strong black coffee.

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