Haroon Moghul's this book is quite interesting. Some how we can relate to the books by authors of Pakistan and we feel some how they are us.
The protagonist is a Pakistani studying Arabic in Egypt. He is brought of in conservative Muslim family. And of course that makes him guilty for not wanting do namaaz every day. Why did our parents bring us up as a bag of guilt. So much so that, as child I used to say, just like everyone else in my class, "today I am laughing so much. Tomorrow, I will cry". As if it is a sin even to laugh.
Anyways he with his room mate, goes to friday prayers to Masjid and realizes that there are so many others who are also only physically present there and some are even not facing towards the holy masjid. Then they go in search of some good food. They feel that Egyptian food is just like their pyramids too bland. But restaurants which offer other food options are too expensive for them. And they are really sick of eating pizzas and burgers. Unable to search the restaurant which offers good food, they go to a pizza place. There they see a traditional muslim girl.
Once they reach back their apartment, the protagonist visualizes himself kicking and hitting himself for not having the courage to talk to the girl. Then he runs back to the restaurant in search of her in vain.
I liked the book so far.
The author of the book Haroon Moghul is a Fellow at New America Foundation and a Ph.D. candidate in Columbia University's Department of Middle East, South Asian and African Studies.
The protagonist is a Pakistani studying Arabic in Egypt. He is brought of in conservative Muslim family. And of course that makes him guilty for not wanting do namaaz every day. Why did our parents bring us up as a bag of guilt. So much so that, as child I used to say, just like everyone else in my class, "today I am laughing so much. Tomorrow, I will cry". As if it is a sin even to laugh.
Anyways he with his room mate, goes to friday prayers to Masjid and realizes that there are so many others who are also only physically present there and some are even not facing towards the holy masjid. Then they go in search of some good food. They feel that Egyptian food is just like their pyramids too bland. But restaurants which offer other food options are too expensive for them. And they are really sick of eating pizzas and burgers. Unable to search the restaurant which offers good food, they go to a pizza place. There they see a traditional muslim girl.
Once they reach back their apartment, the protagonist visualizes himself kicking and hitting himself for not having the courage to talk to the girl. Then he runs back to the restaurant in search of her in vain.
I liked the book so far.
The author of the book Haroon Moghul is a Fellow at New America Foundation and a Ph.D. candidate in Columbia University's Department of Middle East, South Asian and African Studies.
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