Tuesday, September 01, 2009

GOB-smacked and khor2core: Like a Diamond in the Sky

At the Jaipur literature festival earlier this year, a group of authors were asked about the role their home countries played in their work, and whether they felt the need to be spokespersons for their cultures. The standard reply (and the one you’ll hear from most cosmopolitan writers) was, “No, I don’t carry that baggage.” But the Bangladeshi novelist Tahmima Anam admitted that she felt a strong responsibility towards her country, “perhaps because there are so few writers who are presenting the realities of Bangladesh. I’m not saying that I want to write a history textbook disguised as a novel, but I do have political stakes”.

I was thinking about this while reading Shazia Omar’s Like a Diamond in the Sky, a fine new addition to Bangladeshi fiction in English. This is a fast-paced story set in Dhaka, about young heroin addicts whose “fixes” help them temporarily cocoon themselves from life’s rough realities (and from well-meaning family members). It’s driven by characters and vignettes, centering mainly on an alienated young junkie named Deen and his friend AJ (“Khor2core”, they call themselves, Khor being Bangla for “addict”), but it’s also a book that has political stakes. There are little asides about the social and economic issues facing modern Bangladesh: the disaffection of youngsters who regard themselves as both God-forsaken and GOB-forsaken (GOB = Govt of Bangladesh), the widening of the rich-poor divide, the conflicts between conservative and liberal attitudes, the frequent hollowness of the country’s democracy.

It isn’t easy to incorporate such material into a novel without interfering with the flow of the narrative, but Omar cleverly filters some of it through the staccato musings of a drug-addled mind (as Deen’s thoughts lurch from one subject to another – capitalism, organised religion, power structures) and through the Dylan lyrics that these youngsters use as reference points for the world around them: “Where the people are many and their hands are all empty/ Where hunger is ugly, where souls are forgotten”. This prevents the book from turning into a polemic – though it does come close in a caricature of a Quran-thumping Sergeant whose puritan notions are a denial of his own baser instincts.

The title has different meanings. There are, of course, the real diamonds used by the country’s drug traffickers in their big-money transactions. But “diamond in the sky” can also be seen as code for something that’s brilliant, life-affirming and just out of reach. For Deen, this could be the beautiful Maria, whom he’s so besotted with that he can barely see that she has problems of her own. For people like the drug-peddler Falani, on the other hand, God is the ultimate diamond in the sky. “We poor people are happy,” she insists. “Allah has given us that strength. It’s no small blessing, let me tell you.”
Deen frowned. He could not figure out if Falani was really happy, or if it was a false consciousness she had been conditioned into during childhood. Be content with what God’s given you. System justifying bullshit. Opium for the masses. And if that was the case, was her happiness fake? Was it less real? Once in her reality, who cares how it got there? Maybe that’s what she needed, promises of bliss hereafter. What was bliss, anyhow?
Like a Diamond in the Sky is overwritten in places and some of the speech is stilted (“It’s not the weight of our fears that keep our ideas from growing wings and soaring in the sky,” says Maria, “it’s concrete reality hitting us like a wall”), but no more than I'd be willing to overlook in a debut novel. More importantly, it has humour, rhythm and some very vivid passages, such as the one where Deen notices a sudden profusion of unnaturally bright red colours in certain objects around him, during a conversation with a boatman. I also thought the descriptions of his “turqing” had the frenzied, speeded-up quality of the addiction scenes in Darren Aronofsky’s film Requiem for a Dream. This book is a skilful account of a junkie’s single-minded pursuit of a high...and a slightly less successful one of a nation in search of its own fix.

7 comments:

  1. Didn't you consider that the title could have something to do with the Beatles song "Lucy in the Sky with Diamonds" whose capital letters if abbreviated become LSD?

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  2. Didn't you consider that the title could have something to do with the Beatles song "Lucy in the Sky with Diamonds" whose capital letters if abbreviated become LSD?

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  3. Nimit: yes I did, but this is more "Twinkle Twinkle" than Lucy I think. There are other song references in the text too - "Shine on You Crazy Diamond", for example.

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  4. I read this novel and think it is everything you said it was! Great Read.

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  5. Good review and a great read. Masud

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  6. The book is written under influence of LSD may be but it is a mayhem of twisted lies about our younger generation. It is far from the truth about the real cultural fabric of DHAKA.

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  7. One of the worst books i have ever read! Very very bollywoody and melodramatic. I can see this being made into a movie. The characters lack depth and reading the book makes one wonder, was the writer high when she wrote this crap?

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