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A book which you want to read again and again. At the same time, you don’t want to read again for a false fear of losing your first impression. Half of a Yellow Sun by Chimamanda Ngozi is that book.

Very sensitive characterization, deliberate mix up of calendar in plot, Biafrian history that has to be told again and again, politics that invariably interlaces with the personal, old world superstitions, post colonial anger, intense moments of pain and helplessness, stoic resistance, love, betrayal, lust,

Luckily I was unaware of the huge hype the book had got. The book caught me unawares. I often stopped reading to take a break and to let it settle, but always wanted to come back fast to see what happened next. The book kept of taunting me for a long time. I searched the Net and went through some of the horrifying disturbing pictures of Biafran war that caused billions of deaths in war or hunger. Thanks, Chimamanda Ngozi.

The title, “Half of a Yellow Sun”, refers to the flag of the 2+ year long Republic of Biafra. But what the book handles is not the civil war and its strife alone, but how personal lives are changed, perhaps forever. And it has a very matured insight into relationships.

The novel opens with the pleasant life of thirteen-year-old Ugwu, who comes to the city to work as a houseboy for a radical professor Odenigbo. Odenigbo treats him almost as an equal and not as merely as a houseboy. He learns the niceties of city life and is proud about his new English (ironically of the anti-colonial Odenigbo) when Olanna, Odenigbo’s lover comes home to stay. Instead of feeling jealousy for the intruder in his new life, he is awestruck… Parallel to this story is the story of Olanna’s twin sister Kainene, who chooses a White English man Richard as her lover. The combination is quite dramatic – A firebrand Igbo professor who hates the Europeans at every breath; the remarkably beautiful daughter of the Igbo chief who leaves her world of privilege with lots of doubts in mind; her extremely plain but highly sharp twin sister with no place for doubts in mind and her very shy and uncertain English lover. The adolescent houseboy who experiments with the new dishes and his own sexuality, sees these lives getting intertwined and messing up. Very thought out characters.

The relation of the non-identical twin sisters are very painstakingly conceived. How they used to smile for the same reason without even speaking a word and how they have gradually ceased to talk at all. The English outsider who came to understand the Igbo culture, but got finally caught up in umimagined ways, is again a very political choice. He is never given a voice of authority, even when he tries to tell the Biafran story to the outside world. There is also this well thought-out Hausa lover of Olanna, who despises the Hausa attacks on Igbos.

There could be differences of opinion in history. There could be different sides to the same story. I don’t read this novel as a factsheet of what happened in Biafra. Though it did bring Biafra before my eyes and placed it firmly there, what interests me more is how the people involved in it perceives this history.

What I like best was how the writer has treated tragedies, personal and political, as everyday routine. You can only forgive your sister for betraying you. You can only be restless to hear that your mother in your village is dead in the war. You can only be disturbed to see a face that reminds you of a girl you raped. Because there are always bigger tragedies happening any minute.

There are many post-colonial gems in the novel. Like when Odenigbo says that the problem with colonialism is not that it gave us bad things, but that it did not give us tools to use the new things. I think there is a great postcolonial theory in these lines!

And the ending. That is the best part of the novel in its ambiguity, hope, helplessness and escapism of denial. I don’t want to tell you what it is. But when you finish the book reading those final pages, you would want to close your eyes and brood upon it for sometime.
You will feel like skipping the excerpts from a book that is written at the end of chapters. But don’t.

There is already so much written about this book. I don’t add anything more. But only a pressing suggestion – If you read this review, read the book. It will stay with you for sometime.

Once you finish, you might want to look in here too for more details
Half of a Yellow Sun.
Let me know how you liked the book.

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