Good Ebook The Famished Road published In the decade since it won the Booker Prize Ben Okri s Famished Road
Good Ebook The Famished Road published 2020 In the decade since it won the Booker Prize, Ben Okri s Famished Road has become a classic Like Salman Rushdie s Midnight s Children or Gabriel Garcia Marquez s One Hundred Years of Solitude, it combines brilliant narrative technique with a fresh vision to create an essential work of world literature.The narrator, Azaro, is an abiku, a spirit child, who in the Yoruba tradIn the decade since it won the Booker Prize, Ben Okri s Famished Road has become a classic Like Salman Rushdie s Midnight s Children or Gabriel Garcia Marquez s One Hundred Years of Solitude, it combines brilliant narrative technique with a fresh vision to create an essential work of world literature.The narrator, Azaro, is an abiku, a spirit child, who in the Yoruba tradition of Nigeria exists between life and death The life he foresees for himself and the tale he tells is full of sadness and tragedy, but inexplicably he is born with a smile on his face Nearly called back to the land of the dead, he is resurrected But in their efforts to save their child, Azaro s loving parents are made destitute The tension between the land of the living, with its violence and political struggles, and the temptations of the carefree kingdom of the spirits propels this latter day Lazarus s story.. A viral Ebook The Famished Road They wanted to know the essence of pain, they wanted to suffer, to feel, to love, to hate, to be greater than hate, and to be imperfect in order to always have something to strive towards, which is beauty. They wanted also to know wonder and to live miracles. Death is too perfect.The road thirsts for libations of blood and tears and sucks into its inescapable vortex, parables of imperialist avarice and remnants of broken dreams. It cuts across the acropolis of untold agonies, eavesdropping on circular conversations, witness to the absurd manoeuvrings of the 'Party of the Rich' and the 'Party of the Poor', audience to the familiar hysterics of Azaro's mum and Madame Koto ruing deaths and reversals of fortune, to the sounds of laughter and merriment emanating from the mass of rowdy gatherings, winding its way in and around the heart of an anonymous African nation submerged in the septic pool of 'third world' squalor and privations.The road accompanies Azaro, his 'mum' and 'dad' on their unending excursions into realms - known and unknown - transporting them across the rim separating reality and illusion, reinstilling in them a desire for the sweet torment of mortal life as opposed to the calm inviolate certainty afforded by the dimension of spirits. Unspooling like an exponentially lengthening thread, the road girds itself around all human conflict - past, present, and future. The road is human history itself, a ravenous beast intent on devouring existential agonies, grief, bitterness, hope, happiness, and ambition, crushing penury and incertitude and spitting back monstrosities that ravage and soothe in turn. The road teaches the abiku child to endure disease and death, condemning him to a cycle of endless reincarnations till a time comes when all historical wrongs will be rectified.They keep coming and going till their time is right.There is a reason Marquez and Rushdie have sought magical realism as their preferred facade to convey the truth of a reality that is too multitudinous and immense to be grasped all at once. Like Rushdie's India and Marquez's Macondo, Okri's phantasmagorical dystopia reflects the real in the surreal, alluding to multifarious truths through strategically positioned symbols and metaphors. Deformed one-eyed monsters, forest spirits, homunculi and humans rendezvous while pouring themselves palm-wine from calabashes, characters drift in and out of dreams with the ease of changing trains at a station, life becomes an interminable travesty of farcical repetitions interspersed with brief interludes of small triumphs and bigger setbacks. Near death experiences, disease, natural calamities, political unrest keep making reappearances like unwanted guests. The stink of hunger and need cling to the community like a persistent shadow. But in this black hole of innumerable woes, the love of home and family becomes a placebo assuaging the pain of small everyday injustices. Okri writes with the full knowledge that ghetto life in the 'third world' is a prolonged, futile battle against countless indignities and yet this same life is never bereft of a hopeless kind of joy. I wanted the liberty of limitations, to have to find or create new roads from this one which is so hungry, this road of our refusal to be. I was not necessarily the stronger one; it may be easier to live with the earth's boundaries than to be free in infinity.It might be easy to dismiss this as an exercize in trotting out a one-trick pony. But a little more effort yields a magnificent view through the gauzy mesh of short, stumpy sentences that proliferate to create a unique kind of prose-poetry generously offering a multisensorial experience for the reader. One can glimpse the astounding beauty of a world combating ugly realities at every turn with humour and an understated bravery. The snippets of wisdom dispersed unevenly between the arrays of grotesquely beautiful images, despite their garb of a seemingly simplistic idiolect, jolt one into a renewed awareness of their import. He saw the world in which black people always suffered and he didn't like it.The beauty of this work overwhelmed my senses in ways I cannot properly express. The colonizer's language you see. Sometimes it can be strangely disempowering despite affording its users with currency. Yet the Arundhati Roys and the Amos Tutuolas and the Ngugi wa Thiong'os have subverted the conventions of this very English to carve out their own englishes because a writer needs a newer breed of language to broadcast the fact of less popularized truths. Okri has managed to do just that with elan. And it's time the erstwhile empire writes back to address that which has still remained unaddressed and underrepresented in world literature. In the diction of its preference....no story could ever be finished.