Haroun and the Sea of Stories is a wonderful book by Salman Rushdie. I will not try to write a complicated essay about it here, but I will try to share my feelings about this book.
It can be read almost as a children's story, but to the eye that has been trained in the field of literature, subtexts emerge of their own accord. It is a pleasant reading, it has a wonderful flow and atmosphere. The atmosphere is all-absorbing, it is the kind of book one cannot put down after they started reading it.
In fact, when I finished reading it, upon completion of the last page, I felt just like I had been woken up suddenly from the most beautiful dream by an... alarm clock, for example. Or like I had been kicked out of heaven.
Tuesday 8 August 2006
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