Salman Rushdie
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| Title | : | Midnight's Children |
| Author | : | Salman Rushdie |
| Book Format | : | Paperback |
| Book Edition | : | New Edition |
| Pages | : | Pages: 647 pages |
| Published | : | May 1st 1995 by Vintage (first published 1981) |
| Categories | : | Classics. Fiction. Young Adult. Animals |
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Saleem Sinai was born at midnight, the midnight of India's independence, and found himself mysteriously "handcuffed to history" by the coincidence. He is one of 1,001 children born at the midnight hour, each of them endowed with an extraordinary talent—and whose privilege and curse it is to be both master and victims of their times. Through Saleem's gifts—inner ear and wildly sensitive sense of smell—we are drawn into a fascinating family saga set against the vast, colourful background of the India of the 20th century.Be Specific About Books To Midnight's Children
| Original Title: | Midnight's Children |
| ISBN: | 0099578514 (ISBN13: 9780099578512) |
| Edition Language: | English |
| Characters: | Saleem Sinai |
| Setting: | India Pakistan |
| Literary Awards: | Booker Prize (1981), James Tait Black Memorial Prize for Fiction (1981), The Booker of Bookers Prize (1993), The Best of the Booker (2008), Премія імені Максима Рильського (2010) |
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Do not know what to say.......... I am speechless...unlike the main character of this book: Saleem. What to compare this to? Not another book. Impossible! Perhaps it is best to compare this reading experience to a feeling, an image from my past: A young boy listening in awe to his father (his greatest hero) telling one of his most wonderful stories at a campfire, hoping that the night and dad's story will never end. Saleem's story and his narrative made me feel like that young boy again: anIt doesnt happen often, but from time to time after I finish a work of literature, I wonder, What just happened? In an effort to answer that question, my brain attempts to turn itself inside out to make sense of it all. This time that torture came from Rushdies Midnight Children. This novel is my first experience reading Rushdies work, so I am not sure if the writing style of this book is typical of the author, but I am not in any hurry to find out.Being an English Literature student and an avid
Midnight's Children is not at all a fast read; it actually walks the line of being unpleasantly the opposite. The prose is dense and initially frustrating in a way that seems almost deliberate, with repeated instances of the narrator rambling ahead to a point that he feels is important--but then, before revealing anything of importance, deciding that things ought to come in their proper order. This use of digressions (or, better put, quarter-digressions) can either be attributed to a charmingly
The power of the storytelling left me speechless - all the words were in the novel, and there were none left for me! If there ever was a novel that changed the way I read, this is it. I must have read each sentence several times, just to follow the thread of the confusing story, and I still got lost in the labyrinth of individual and collective history that unfolds on the stroke of Midnight, on the night of India's independence. So completely taken in by the children who are born on that
To understand just one life, you have to swallow the world." Salman Rushdie, Midnight's Children. For me, one of the most important books of our modern age.I ADORE this playful, historical epic: Salman Rushdie is a literary god in my eyes, and can do little wrong - so I am biased.Rushdie is one of the authors who has influenced my own style of writing, even though his overly-descriptive approach is discouraged by publishing editors the world over.The 'midnight's children' of the story are those
I truly am sorry, Salman. Its trite to say, I know, but it really wasnt you, it was me. I take all the blame for not connecting, ignorant as I am about the Indian subcontinents history, culture, and customs. Im sure your allegories were brilliant and your symbolism sublime, but it was in large part lost on me. At least I could appreciate your fine writing. You were very creative in the way you advanced the story, too nonlinearly, and tied to actual events. Your device that allowed narrator
Fantastic, intelligent, hilarious, profound, and historically illuminating. And the narrator is deliciously unreliable too! Need I say more? I will. His sentences are the kind of energetic super-charged masterpieces that I could quote endlessly. Here's one plucked utterly at random:"Into this bog of muteness there came, one evening, a short man whose head was as flat as the cap upon it; whose legs were as bowed as reeds in the wind; whose nose nearly touched his up-curving chin; and whose voice,
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