This book is about the wrong thing. It's a bummer. The beginning is alive and interesting, deep in the friendship of two girls who have very different families and lives and personalities. It's clear, though, that the book is using this as set dressing. That ultimately it is going to take us to something bigger. Unfortunately, it's this first section that is the book at its best, in 1988 Karachi, getting into the day to day of their lives and the strangeness of being a teenager just starting to understand the world just as the whole world is changing.
The concept of danger, of what could happen to two teenage girls in a conservative, patriarchal dictatorship even when they come from relatively well off families and have a nice school, is what is so enticing about the book when it is good. Their dawning understanding of the peril that they are in, of the danger that is inherent when you are a woman in the world, is captivating. They react to this quite differently. They are drawn to danger and repulsed by it. Zahra, the more prim of the girls, keeps her desires secret. Maryam, from a very wealthy family, is more cavalier and willing to take risks.
There is a pivotal scene in the middle of the book, and then we fast forward several decades. And from here on out the book is no longer all that interesting, sadly. This one incident is treated as if it is the most important thing that ever happened, but I didn't really believe it. Maryam in particular sees it as the one thing that changed her whole life. And while it did impact the trajectory of her life, it really only messed with the details. Maryam's obsession is inconsistent with her adult life (both women are wildly successful, ridiculously so, to a level that is hard to believe) and her years of adult experience. And once these girls are women, with their lives all set, with everything so comfortable, no longer feeling like they are actually in any danger, it is unclear why we are here and what it adds to the story. The elements Shamsie brings back, the past returning, are not very effective. Everything just kind of falls apart. I sped through the end just to be done, honestly.
This clearly feels like a structure book when what it is good at is the character and slice of life. It is interesting to see these two girls be so close when we can already see the cracks between them. It is much less interesting to see them still be close decades later, when it's hard to believe that all these fissures have just sat dormant for so long, that none of this ever bubbled up earlier, that they have just gotten along great for all these years. The structure feels false, it feels like a constructed fiction, instead of feeling organic.