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Recently (by that I mean over the past two weeks) I’ve been reading more indie novels written by Pakistani authors (Ali Sethi, Saba Imtiaz) and it’s really cool to see how they evoke completely different feelings in me compared to when I read western literature. 1/?
And it’s not even due to the content (which is bound to be different of course). It’s the syntax and the semantics and the vocabulary, the italicized Urdu words that aren’t immediately translated for the reader, the vivid descriptions of life in the East. It’s amazing. 2/?
Reading them at this age is also a big wake-up call. It’s become very evident to me that I’ve lead a very sheltered life (due to religion and family) and so it’s eye-opening to see the kind of things that go on inside an apparently conservative country trying to be progressive.
Ok I’m done discussing my niche reading choices (that absolutely no one has an interest in) l o l. But yes. I love these bööks. No matter how uncomfortable they make me at times.
