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A beautifully written novel that verges on the poetic throughout - the intoxicating red of the Cinnabar moth; the magnetic luring of snow towards the earth...
Very well researched and damn good story - probably did take him the 11 years he claims to have required
Portrays a seismic point of contact between two very different traditions of the Subcontinental Islamic World - the traditional Muslim outlook and the disillusioned if not outright atheistic outlook
Highlights the unchallenged inconsistencies in people's thought
Describes a world (an anonymnous English town given the pseudonym of Dasht-e-Tanhaii - Desert of Solitude) that is simultaneously familiar yet totally foreign to me.
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Dasht-e-tanhai, the title of a famous poem by Faiz Ahmed Faiz, which begins:
"Dasht-e-tanhai mein ai jaan-e-jahaan larzaaN hain
Teri awaaz ke saaye, teray hotoN ke saraab"
The poem and a translation (in as much as Faiz can ever be translated), here:
http://www.egothemag.com/urdupoetry/archives/2005/10/dashtetanhai.html
A thousand camels for that man! (Mufti, not Faiz that is).
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