Awais Khan really knows how to leave a mark on his readers. Not afraid to confront the darker side of Pakistani life and culture, this time he brings us the story of Ayesha, a young woman who wants only to be free continue to build her career at the local charity where she works, one that looks after women who find themselves victims of domestic abuse. She is somewhat of a rarity in her town - twenty seven and still single, much to the embarrassment of her mother - but she is strong and determined and knows what she wants from life. That is all set to change when Raza, son of a very wealthy family, decides to become benefactor to the shelter. Not only does he set his sights on helping the shelter, but also on Ayesha, and Raza is not a man used to being told the word no. When Ayesha does something that undermines the hold Raza thinks he has over her, he commits an act of violence so stark that it will change her life forever.
I liked Ayesha from the start. She is independent, vibrant, fun but also dedicated. She loves her family, even if her mother is often infuriating, and she represents every young woman fighting to have a voice beyond that of her husband. There is a kind of naivety about her too, and a real vulnerability that is exposed when something truly abhorrent happens to her. It is hard to read about the change in her, that break in her spirit that comes as a result of her injuries, but she is tenacious and you know that she will only be kept down for so long. Awais Khan has portrayed her perfectly, been sympathetic to her character and her circumstances and set us up as readers, in such away that you cannot help but feel anger when reading of what occurs. I was rooting for Ayesha from the off, even when her position seemed impossible and loved that inner strength and defiance that always bubbled just below the surface.
Make no mistake - this is not always an easy story to read, and nor should it be. The story, though fiction in this instance, is very much grounded in reality. The horrors that befall Ayesha are uncomfortable, from the very early attack to all that comes to follow in the latter stages of the book. None of the violence is gratuitous in depiction, but there is enough description, enough detail, to leave readers in no doubt as to what has occurred and how dark Ayesha's future looks set to become. Awais Khan has taken readers to the very darkest reaches of a culture in which women's rights are often treated as secondary to those of her husband or father. Those misogynistic and entitled traits that many westerners will seize upon to decry the Muslim faith and the oppression of women. But to balance the darkness, the author also gives us some light, this time in the shape of Kamil.
Kamil lives in London, far from the atrocities that are Ayesha faces, although his family and hers are from the same town and it is with his mother that Ayesha stays when she needs some time to convalesce and to try to rebuild the confidence that was so beautiful to witness in the early part of the book. Kamil is the antithesis of Raza, and there is a gentle side to his soul that the author explores over the course of the novel. It takes time for the full extent of Kamil's history to be revealed, but it goes some of the way to explaining how he has so much compassion for Ayesha and yet is reluctant to let his heart feel what is blatantly obvious to us readers. I liked Kamil, liked how the author has used his own, gentle, strength as s crutch for Ayesha to cling to when needed, but not allowing him as a character to overtake or dominate her. This is very much Ayesha's story, but Kamil is a very important part of it.
The latter part of this book is driven by obsession and is much darker and harder to read than anything that comes before it. There are scenes which made my skin crawl and moments where everything seemed completely hopeless for Ayesha. The level of corruption and the way in which it is clear tat money can buy you anything, except for love, really does get the anger going. In fact, the author managed to elicit such a range of emotions from me that I felt like I was on a roller coaster. And like any bumpy, rattling, undulating and shock inducing ride, you need something lighter to calm your soul afterward. For me, that came by way of Kamil's mother, Jamila.
She was an absolute revelation and it would be remiss of me not to mention her in my review. I adored her. She is funny, both intentionally and not, the stereotype of any Asian mother you could possibly imagine, wanting her adult children married, valuing the power of home and family, but also providing so much love, support and understanding for Ayesha that she was the kind of person I just wanted to give a big hug to. And I don't do hugs! The author has pitched her perfectly, providing humour where the story requires it, the quiet emotional support that Ayesha wants and the regular kick up the backside that both Kamil and Ayesha need. Absolutely brilliant.
Although this may seem a somewhat dark subject, and there are moments in which the shadows really are all encompassing, it is also a message of hope. The book ends on a positive note, a chance of a fresh start and the reminder that not everyone is cut from the same cloth. A thought provoking, hard-hitting book that exposes the dark side of Pakistani culture whilst reminding you of the power of family, love and personal strength to overcome even the most dire of circumstances. It will make you angry, break your heart then make you laugh, but above all else, it will linger in your mind long after the last page is turned. Definitely recommended.