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Yalo
Elias Khoury's novel Yalo propels us into a fantastic universe of skewed reality that leaves us breathless to the last sentence.
We follow the path of a young man, Yalo, who is growing up like a stray dog on the streets of Beirut during the long years of the Lebanese civil war. Living with his mother, who lost her face in the mirror, he falls in with a dangerous gang whose violent escapades he treats as a game. The game becomes a frightening reality, however, when Yalo is accused of rape and imprisoned. He is forced to confess to crimes of which he has no recollection. As he writes, and rewrites, he begins to grasp his family's past and recall all that his psyche has buried, and the true Yalo begins to emerge.
We follow the path of a young man, Yalo, who is growing up like a stray dog on the streets of Beirut during the long years of the Lebanese civil war. Living with his mother, who lost her face in the mirror, he falls in with a dangerous gang whose violent escapades he treats as a game. The game becomes a frightening reality, however, when Yalo is accused of rape and imprisoned. He is forced to confess to crimes of which he has no recollection. As he writes, and rewrites, he begins to grasp his family's past and recall all that his psyche has buried, and the true Yalo begins to emerge.
377 pages, Hardcover
Published January 1, 2011
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Elias Khoury
25 books370 followersElias Khoury was a Lebanese novelist and public intellectual. His novels and literary criticism have been translated into several languages. In 2000, he won the Prize of Palestine for his book Gate of the Sun, and he won the Al Owais Award for fiction writing in 2007. Khoury has also written three plays and two screenplays.
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June 25, 2021
{Edited and pictures added 6/25/21}
A story from Beirut’s civil war, more-or-less on-going since the 1980’s. The book focuses on one young man who represents the diversity of the country: he’s of Arab ancestry but a Maronite Christian whose grandfather was a Kurd.
The young man fights in one of the wars, migrates to Paris and then returns and gets a job as a night watchman over a large estate. The estate includes a lover’s lane where he robs men and rapes women who visit the isolated area.
Eventually arrested and tortured, he is forced to repeatedly write his confession to his real crimes and other ones the authorities want to pin on him. During his torture he becomes a writer and seems to be becoming schizophrenic, elaborating on, and eventually inventing a past even more complex than his real past. A lot of the story gives vivid details of his tortures that are hard to stomach.
Like another of the author’s books, White Masks, this is a tale of the tragic toll of war upon humanity and how past atrocities breed future ones: the grandfather’s eccentricities that shaped this youth’s upbringing can be traced back to his grandfather being an orphan from massacres almost a century ago.
And so it goes.
The author was born in 1948 into a Greek Orthodox middle-class family in a predominantly Christian neighborhood of Beirut. His best-known and most highly rated work is Gate of the Sun, a novel about the lives of Palestinians living in refugee camps. The author is a journalist and editor who is a “professional migrant” as a professor who has taught at a dozen universities in Lebanon, the USA, Britain, Germany, France and Switzerland.
Top photo of the result of a car bombing in Beirut in 1986 from chicagotribune.com
The author from arabicfiction.org
A story from Beirut’s civil war, more-or-less on-going since the 1980’s. The book focuses on one young man who represents the diversity of the country: he’s of Arab ancestry but a Maronite Christian whose grandfather was a Kurd.
The young man fights in one of the wars, migrates to Paris and then returns and gets a job as a night watchman over a large estate. The estate includes a lover’s lane where he robs men and rapes women who visit the isolated area.
Eventually arrested and tortured, he is forced to repeatedly write his confession to his real crimes and other ones the authorities want to pin on him. During his torture he becomes a writer and seems to be becoming schizophrenic, elaborating on, and eventually inventing a past even more complex than his real past. A lot of the story gives vivid details of his tortures that are hard to stomach.
Like another of the author’s books, White Masks, this is a tale of the tragic toll of war upon humanity and how past atrocities breed future ones: the grandfather’s eccentricities that shaped this youth’s upbringing can be traced back to his grandfather being an orphan from massacres almost a century ago.
And so it goes.
The author was born in 1948 into a Greek Orthodox middle-class family in a predominantly Christian neighborhood of Beirut. His best-known and most highly rated work is Gate of the Sun, a novel about the lives of Palestinians living in refugee camps. The author is a journalist and editor who is a “professional migrant” as a professor who has taught at a dozen universities in Lebanon, the USA, Britain, Germany, France and Switzerland.
Top photo of the result of a car bombing in Beirut in 1986 from chicagotribune.com
The author from arabicfiction.org
December 1, 2014
قال مره العظيم
غسان كنفاني
بكتابه فارس فارس
وهو مجموعه مقالات نقديه
مسليه ومفيده وأنصح به بشده
قرأته ثلاث مرات ودائما ما
أعود إليه كمرجع
أن هناك كتب يجب أن تقتنيها وتقتني معها عصا
لماذا ؟
لمعاقبه نفسك وضربها بعد قراءه الكتاب
جزاءا ً وفاقا ً لما فعلته بنفسك
وهذه الروايه من الروايات التي
يجب أن أضرب نفسي بعدها
عقابا ً لما جنته يداي
مش مهضوم ومش مفهوم ومش عارف ليش بيكتب روايه ؟
غسان كنفاني
بكتابه فارس فارس
وهو مجموعه مقالات نقديه
مسليه ومفيده وأنصح به بشده
قرأته ثلاث مرات ودائما ما
أعود إليه كمرجع
أن هناك كتب يجب أن تقتنيها وتقتني معها عصا
لماذا ؟
لمعاقبه نفسك وضربها بعد قراءه الكتاب
جزاءا ً وفاقا ً لما فعلته بنفسك
وهذه الروايه من الروايات التي
يجب أن أضرب نفسي بعدها
عقابا ً لما جنته يداي
مش مهضوم ومش مفهوم ومش عارف ليش بيكتب روايه ؟
July 6, 2023
Yalo is NOT a likeable character. He is young, coarse, rather dim-witted. Also he is a thug, a thief, a rapist. YALO (first published in Beirut in 2002, translated from the Arabic by Peter Theroux and published in 2008) narrates his story, from his perspective.
At the outset, he is a prisoner who is being held in a cell somewhere in Lebanon. He is accused of being a terrorist. The interrogator wants a confession from him, and since he is not satisfied with the responses he obtains from Yalo, he resorts to torture. Feral cats thrust on his genitals, chairs, bottles shoved in his rectum, described in abundant detail, are tried on Yalo in order to determine that Yalo was guilty of "planting explosives and killing innocent people".
Yalo is made to write his life story and his survival depends on it. He needs to write a story which will satisfy his torturer's expectations: a written confesion of his deeds as a terrorist. YALO is composed of several successive narratives, different versions of his life story, which sometimes complement and sometimes contradict one another. Gradually we learn that his father abandoned him and his mother and that he grew up among Beirut’s minority population in a house ruled by his choleric grandfather. Without much reflection, when he was a teenager, he joined the army for a time, then he fled after stealing money and escaped to Paris. He returned to Beirut thanks to a wealthy attorney and arms dealer who hired him as a guard at his lavish Beirut villa, where apart from his job, he found time to have sex with his employer's wife, and indulge in some entertaining rape and violence with people he felt were trespassers.
Yalo was not a terrorist. He was an innocent victim of false allegations, misunderstandings and torture. He is guilty, though, of so many other violent acts but he is so dull that he doesn't see them as such. For him, they are like well- meaning, romantic exploits. Yalo is unable to understand the enormity of his crimes.
YALO is a brilliant, complex, violent novel about the dehumanizing effects of war. It is a terrifying novel of alienation, civil war, estrangement and life in Beirut which some readers may find too brutal.
At the outset, he is a prisoner who is being held in a cell somewhere in Lebanon. He is accused of being a terrorist. The interrogator wants a confession from him, and since he is not satisfied with the responses he obtains from Yalo, he resorts to torture. Feral cats thrust on his genitals, chairs, bottles shoved in his rectum, described in abundant detail, are tried on Yalo in order to determine that Yalo was guilty of "planting explosives and killing innocent people".
Yalo is made to write his life story and his survival depends on it. He needs to write a story which will satisfy his torturer's expectations: a written confesion of his deeds as a terrorist. YALO is composed of several successive narratives, different versions of his life story, which sometimes complement and sometimes contradict one another. Gradually we learn that his father abandoned him and his mother and that he grew up among Beirut’s minority population in a house ruled by his choleric grandfather. Without much reflection, when he was a teenager, he joined the army for a time, then he fled after stealing money and escaped to Paris. He returned to Beirut thanks to a wealthy attorney and arms dealer who hired him as a guard at his lavish Beirut villa, where apart from his job, he found time to have sex with his employer's wife, and indulge in some entertaining rape and violence with people he felt were trespassers.
Yalo was not a terrorist. He was an innocent victim of false allegations, misunderstandings and torture. He is guilty, though, of so many other violent acts but he is so dull that he doesn't see them as such. For him, they are like well- meaning, romantic exploits. Yalo is unable to understand the enormity of his crimes.
YALO is a brilliant, complex, violent novel about the dehumanizing effects of war. It is a terrifying novel of alienation, civil war, estrangement and life in Beirut which some readers may find too brutal.
December 17, 2014
Finishing this book, in which torture plays a prominent role, at the same time as the release of the Senate Intelligence Committee report on the use of torture by the CIA seemed serendipitous—at least to the extent of compelling me to write a review. It goes without saying that if you are at all squeamish, if depictions of a cat clawing apart a man’s genitals or a broken bottle being shoved up said man’s rectum make your stomach churn, then you might prefer to read something else.
Still, those should not be reasons to avoid this book. The use of torture is not gratuitous. Nor is its stomach churning effects simply used to display the brutality of the police system in Lebanon. The torture and its effects on Yalo, other than being simply themselves, are also the anthropomorphic representations of the civil war on Lebanon and Beirut.
Identity is at the heart of the fractured narrative, and the identity of the protagonist and of many others in this novel, are as equally fractured as the narrative. And, which I think is Khoury’s point, as is Lebanese society. Yalo’s endless revisiting of his broken past as forced confession and as a means of reconstructing a broken identity must reflect as well, surely, the attempts to reconstruct Lebanese society, to give it a new meaning and a new ending.
It all calls to mind Naomi Klein’s The Shock Doctrine: The Rise of Disaster Capitalism , the use of shock by torture or other means to tear down and reconstruct a person or a society. Sadly, as we have not yet seemed to have learnt, it is far easier to destroy than it is to create. And, of course, given what we have learnt of the malleability of the brain and of our memories, in the face of excruciating pain, what we know breaks down to the point that we will imagine anything, say anything, believe anything, if it will just make the pain stop. Which makes me wonder, if your torture has been successful, if it has destroyed a person’s personality (i.e., driven him mad), what makes you think you can believe anything that he says is real and not simply insanity?
Still, those should not be reasons to avoid this book. The use of torture is not gratuitous. Nor is its stomach churning effects simply used to display the brutality of the police system in Lebanon. The torture and its effects on Yalo, other than being simply themselves, are also the anthropomorphic representations of the civil war on Lebanon and Beirut.
Identity is at the heart of the fractured narrative, and the identity of the protagonist and of many others in this novel, are as equally fractured as the narrative. And, which I think is Khoury’s point, as is Lebanese society. Yalo’s endless revisiting of his broken past as forced confession and as a means of reconstructing a broken identity must reflect as well, surely, the attempts to reconstruct Lebanese society, to give it a new meaning and a new ending.
It all calls to mind Naomi Klein’s The Shock Doctrine: The Rise of Disaster Capitalism , the use of shock by torture or other means to tear down and reconstruct a person or a society. Sadly, as we have not yet seemed to have learnt, it is far easier to destroy than it is to create. And, of course, given what we have learnt of the malleability of the brain and of our memories, in the face of excruciating pain, what we know breaks down to the point that we will imagine anything, say anything, believe anything, if it will just make the pain stop. Which makes me wonder, if your torture has been successful, if it has destroyed a person’s personality (i.e., driven him mad), what makes you think you can believe anything that he says is real and not simply insanity?
April 8, 2024
4,5 ⭐
Postergué durante mucho tiempo la lectura de este libro, desalentado por el resumen previo, que lo sintetiza como una secuencia de sesiones de interrogatorio y tortura de un prisionero.
Si bien estos elementos no faltan, son sólo el contexto de la novela, que es mucho más; muchísimo más. Todo ello a través de los monólogos interiores de Yalo, prisionero en una cárcel de Beirut.
La novela es desbordante en hechos, imágenes, ideas, sensaciones, expresadas con gran calidad narrativa, construida sobre reiteraciones de la misma historia, aunque siempre con contradicciones; y por momentos la disociación esquizoide de identificarse, sentirse el personaje y a su vez desarrollar la vida cotidiana, no ha sido fácil.
Tanta es la riqueza y la complejidad, que luego de varios intentos he desistido de hacer una reseña ordenada por no tener la capacidad de síntesis que la abarque: para ello tendría que copiar todo el libro (como Pierre Menard, autor del Quijote.
En su lugar, mi limito a presentar frases y párrafos sobre algunas cosas que me dejó el libro.
Tortura, interrogatorios, contar una y otra vez; ¿Mis recuerdos o lo que quieren escuchar?
Contar mi vida. ¿Cuál es la verdad?: que recuerdo, que he olvidado, que quiero ocultar (a otros, a mí mismo); sobre que recuerdos vuelvo una otra vez, tal vez constitutivos, tal vez sólo compulsiones. La verdad tal como ocurrió (o como me dijeron que ocurrió) y la verdad según los registros.
Las múltiples filiaciones étnicas y religiosas, y la importancia que se le otorga. El Líbano como crisol de razas, pero cada uno con su barrio. Siríacos, kurdos, sirios, drusos, ortodoxos del rito griego o ruso, (además de musulmanes, a los que no se hace mucha alusión).
Fracturas psíquicas: familia disfuncional, equívocos de identidad, fanatismo como forma de huida, guerra civil, pérdida de referencias de conducta, el lenguaje desconocido como piedrazo. La indiferencia nihilista quebrada por el amor, la traición, el dolor; tal vez real, tal vez imaginario.
Una novela excelente, que deja huella (o tal vez debiera decir herida).
Postergué durante mucho tiempo la lectura de este libro, desalentado por el resumen previo, que lo sintetiza como una secuencia de sesiones de interrogatorio y tortura de un prisionero.
Si bien estos elementos no faltan, son sólo el contexto de la novela, que es mucho más; muchísimo más. Todo ello a través de los monólogos interiores de Yalo, prisionero en una cárcel de Beirut.
La novela es desbordante en hechos, imágenes, ideas, sensaciones, expresadas con gran calidad narrativa, construida sobre reiteraciones de la misma historia, aunque siempre con contradicciones; y por momentos la disociación esquizoide de identificarse, sentirse el personaje y a su vez desarrollar la vida cotidiana, no ha sido fácil.
Tanta es la riqueza y la complejidad, que luego de varios intentos he desistido de hacer una reseña ordenada por no tener la capacidad de síntesis que la abarque: para ello tendría que copiar todo el libro (como Pierre Menard, autor del Quijote.
En su lugar, mi limito a presentar frases y párrafos sobre algunas cosas que me dejó el libro.
Tortura, interrogatorios, contar una y otra vez; ¿Mis recuerdos o lo que quieren escuchar?
Contar mi vida. ¿Cuál es la verdad?: que recuerdo, que he olvidado, que quiero ocultar (a otros, a mí mismo); sobre que recuerdos vuelvo una otra vez, tal vez constitutivos, tal vez sólo compulsiones. La verdad tal como ocurrió (o como me dijeron que ocurrió) y la verdad según los registros.
Las múltiples filiaciones étnicas y religiosas, y la importancia que se le otorga. El Líbano como crisol de razas, pero cada uno con su barrio. Siríacos, kurdos, sirios, drusos, ortodoxos del rito griego o ruso, (además de musulmanes, a los que no se hace mucha alusión).
Fracturas psíquicas: familia disfuncional, equívocos de identidad, fanatismo como forma de huida, guerra civil, pérdida de referencias de conducta, el lenguaje desconocido como piedrazo. La indiferencia nihilista quebrada por el amor, la traición, el dolor; tal vez real, tal vez imaginario.
Una novela excelente, que deja huella (o tal vez debiera decir herida).
February 9, 2017
I cannot believe I am still reading this book! (Nearly a month later).
It churns and churns, repeating itself endlessly, maybe adding a little more detail with each telling.
And the torture, I hate reading about torture; maybe I have my head in the sand but it distresses me that people can be so cruel to each other.
Mind you, the main character isn't much better, he may be a product of the Lebanese Civil War, but he's a nasty piece of work too - a rapist who doesn't even realise that what he's doing is rape.
What I'm finding truly fascinating is that, by chance, I have two different translations and I keep swapping between the two. Humphrey Davis's version is very much more poetic, it has more of an Arabic feel to it, while Peter Theroux seems to write for a more Western audience, less flowery but sometimes too direct. I'd struggle to say which version I prefer and I'm definitely spending too much time comparing them.
Just under 100 pages to go and I guess I'm going to struggle through to the end now. The book group has been and gone, so I'm just doing this for myself(?!). I need to know how Yalo will end up, though I can't say I really care if he meets a grisly end.......
16th December and I finally finished. It didn't get any better, although someone from the book group promised me it would. If Elias Khoury's intention was to highlight the fate of the lost children of a generation, then I'm sure he would have benefited from taking the chance to spend more time with his characters actually on the streets. It seems to me that this endless repetition of Yalo's story just wastes the opportunity of having someone concentrate on your book.
I'm assured that Khoury's book 'Gate of the Sun' is a wonderful read, but I think it'll be a while before I come back for more of this.
2 starts just because I finished.
It churns and churns, repeating itself endlessly, maybe adding a little more detail with each telling.
And the torture, I hate reading about torture; maybe I have my head in the sand but it distresses me that people can be so cruel to each other.
Mind you, the main character isn't much better, he may be a product of the Lebanese Civil War, but he's a nasty piece of work too - a rapist who doesn't even realise that what he's doing is rape.
What I'm finding truly fascinating is that, by chance, I have two different translations and I keep swapping between the two. Humphrey Davis's version is very much more poetic, it has more of an Arabic feel to it, while Peter Theroux seems to write for a more Western audience, less flowery but sometimes too direct. I'd struggle to say which version I prefer and I'm definitely spending too much time comparing them.
Just under 100 pages to go and I guess I'm going to struggle through to the end now. The book group has been and gone, so I'm just doing this for myself(?!). I need to know how Yalo will end up, though I can't say I really care if he meets a grisly end.......
16th December and I finally finished. It didn't get any better, although someone from the book group promised me it would. If Elias Khoury's intention was to highlight the fate of the lost children of a generation, then I'm sure he would have benefited from taking the chance to spend more time with his characters actually on the streets. It seems to me that this endless repetition of Yalo's story just wastes the opportunity of having someone concentrate on your book.
I'm assured that Khoury's book 'Gate of the Sun' is a wonderful read, but I think it'll be a while before I come back for more of this.
2 starts just because I finished.
February 24, 2016
This book is written in shadows pierced by a flashlight beam, dancing with illuminated colors. The text clogs your nostrils with the stench of pine sap, and incense, and blood and excrement. The words coat your tongue with the tastes of cuttlefish ink and sanctified wine clotted with blood and fills your throat until you choke.
This book is written in shadows pierced by a flashlight beam, but the flashlight is taken away and the hood is draped over your head and tightened around your neck. It straddles the line where laughter turns to tears and the two become indistinguishable. It is a meditation on memory and forgetting and the ephemeral spaces between waking and sleep.
This book is written in shadows pierced by a flashlight beam. It yearns for the light to be turned off, and for the empty spaces and gaps to be filled. This is a book drenched in darkness yearning for illumination.
This book is written in shadows pierced by a flashlight beam, but the flashlight is taken away and the hood is draped over your head and tightened around your neck. It straddles the line where laughter turns to tears and the two become indistinguishable. It is a meditation on memory and forgetting and the ephemeral spaces between waking and sleep.
This book is written in shadows pierced by a flashlight beam. It yearns for the light to be turned off, and for the empty spaces and gaps to be filled. This is a book drenched in darkness yearning for illumination.
April 25, 2016
This is beautifully written - poetic and nuanced, I can't help but be impressed by the style and the obvious skill of the translator.
I am often wooed by a book on the strength of the language alone. Not here though - I found the story to be tedious and it left me with very little sense of the protagonist (or other characters). I'm sure this is intentional, as it plays to the overt theme of 'versions of truth' and to the deep chaos that defines Yalo. But it didn't work for me.
I was also hoping to get a fuller perspective of the Lebanese civil war, but was equally disappointed in this. Again, a reflection, I'm sure, of the themes of the book and the deliberate obliqueness of the story.
So, while I'm sure that Khoury is successful in achieving what he set out to write, I didn't take as much from it as I'd hoped.
I am often wooed by a book on the strength of the language alone. Not here though - I found the story to be tedious and it left me with very little sense of the protagonist (or other characters). I'm sure this is intentional, as it plays to the overt theme of 'versions of truth' and to the deep chaos that defines Yalo. But it didn't work for me.
I was also hoping to get a fuller perspective of the Lebanese civil war, but was equally disappointed in this. Again, a reflection, I'm sure, of the themes of the book and the deliberate obliqueness of the story.
So, while I'm sure that Khoury is successful in achieving what he set out to write, I didn't take as much from it as I'd hoped.
August 11, 2025
What a story, I can see what the writer is trying to do, the controversy, the commentary on society at the time. But the character and the story just do not sit well with me. I definitely read this book for the author and not the story.
I do believe this translation is good, but I would be curious to see how these complex and taboo ideas were written about in Arabic. Might be a while until I pick up another Khoury novel.
I do believe this translation is good, but I would be curious to see how these complex and taboo ideas were written about in Arabic. Might be a while until I pick up another Khoury novel.
September 5, 2018
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نبذة عن الكاتب: الياس خوري روائي لبناني من مواليد ١٩٤٨، رئيس تحرير مجلة "الدراسات الفلسطينية" واستاذ في جامعة نيويورك. تُرجمت رواياته الى العديد من اللغات.. ومن اصداراته زمن الاحتلال وباب الشمس واولاد الغيتو اسمي آدم وسينالكول وكأنها نائمة ويالو وغيرهم من الاصدارات وبعضهم تم تحويلهم الى مسرحيات.
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الموضوع: تدور أحداث رواية #يالو فى عام 1993 وتتناول اثار الحرب الاهلية التي غيَّرت كل المعايير الاجتماعية، فنرى أنَّ بطل الرواية السريانى يالو (دانيال) وهو وحيد والدته غابي ولا يعلم اين هو يتم اعتقاله وإلصاق عدد من التهم له من بينها اغتصاب عشيقته شيرين التي رفعت دعوة عليه ويتم انتزاع الاعترفات بصورة بشعة وتحت التعذيب كما هو حال السجون والسجانين ورويداً رويدا يعود بنا الياس خوري لبداية الرواية ليخبرنا عن يالو وحياته وطفولته والتحاقه بالمدرسة وعن علاقاته الغير اخلاقية ومن ثم انضمامه الى الجيش البناني وبعد ان واجهته بعض العقبات في مسيرته قرر مع طوني سرقة الصندوق من الثكنة العسكرية والهرب الى فرنسا وهناك تعرض للخيانة من صديقه الذي هرب عنه وتركه بلا مال ولا مأوى وهنا تبدأ حياة يالو تأخذ منحنى آخر ويبدأ عهد التشرد والعمل كشحاذ حتى يؤمن لنفسه كسرة خبز يأكلها وتتسارع الاحداث وفي محطة المترو التي اعتاد ان يقضي يومه ونومه فيها إلتقى بالخواجة ميشال سلّوم وهو لبناني ويعرف جد يالو الكوهنو افرام ابيض وقرر ان يعتني به وان يعود به الى لبنان ليعمل حارس في منزله وهنا يبدأ فصل جديد من حياة يالو حيث يبدأ بستخدام اسلوب الاستفزاز لكل من يراهم في الحرش بعلاقات غير اخلاقية ليبتز الرجال منهم ويستغل النساء منهم ويرتكب الكثير من الحماقات وحياة حافلة بالرذيلة والسرقة والخيانة وغيرها ويالو هو من يسرد لنا ماكتبه عن نفسه في السجن بعد ان طلب منه المحقق ان يكتب مايريدونه هم منه لا ما يريده هو فياترى من هو يالو وكيف وصل للسجن ومن هي شيرين وكيف بدأت علاقته بها وكيف انتهت؟ مالجرم الذي ارتكبه حين كان حارس في بيت الحواجة ميشال؟ وكيف كانت حياته وطفولته؟ وكيف كانت حياة والدته؟ وماهي اثار الحرب الاهلية في نفوس البشر والكثير من الاحداث والشخصيات والصدمات ستتجرعها في هذه الرواية.
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رأيي الشخصي: كانت هذه المصافحة الاولى لي مع #الياس_خوري كنت مترددة بين قراءة اسمي آدم ام يالو وبكون هذه الرواية اقدم قررتُ قراءتها اولاً.. في بداية الاحداث شعرتُ بالضياع لان الاستاذ الياس بدأ الاحداث من النهاية منذ سقوط يالو أسيراً إثر اتهامات وجهت اليه.. ومع مواصلتي للقراءة بدأت تتضح خيوط الرواية اكثر واكثر.. الرواية رمزية عن اثار الحرب الاهلية وماتتركه بالنفس البشرية وكيف تجعل من الانسان ان يبيع كلشيء لديه للحصول على حريته.. الاغتصاب والعلاقات الغير شرعية شعرت بأنها المسيطرة على الاحداث كانت بشكل مقزز جداً مما اشعرني بأن الحرب حولتهم عن انسانيتهم وجعلتهم غريزتهم الحيوانية هي المسيطرة عليهم.. وحتى بهذه العلاقات كانت هناك بعض الرمزيات والاسقاطات جاءت بهذه الصورة التي تسلب الاحساس وتنشر رائحة الحرب والدم والقتل والتحلل الانساني.
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اكثر ما اوجعني هو ماعاشه يالو في السجن.. التعذيب مرعب جداً ونزع الاعترافات بشكل وحشي واجبار السجين بالاعتراف حتى بمالم يقوم بفعله وتجريده من انسانيته وكرامته عالم مرعب جداً.
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لا بأس بها الرواية لم تعجبني كثيراً.. وهناك القليل مما اعجبني بفلسفة الياس التي استخدمها في الرواية ولكني شعرتُ بملل واخذتُ وقت طويل لاكمالها بسبب الاحداث وطريقة السرد.. كان بمقدوره ان يظهر هذه الرواية اجمل مماهي عليه وان يقدم ماتسببه الحروب وتزرعه بالدول والشعوب بطريقة افضل.
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#اقتباسات
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{كرهت الحرب لأنني زهقت منها، كنت في البداية مثل جميع الشباب، أريد ان ادافع عن لبنان، وبعد ذلك اكتشفت انني احارب فقراء مثلي وانني سوف ابقى غريباً مهما فعلت، لان الانسان غريب في هذا العالم}
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{الانسان لا يستطيع ان يكتب حياته وعليه ان يختار بين ان يعيش او يكتب.}
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{الانسان يا ابني ضعيف امام الكلمة، لأجل ذلك لم يجد الإله الآب اسماً يطلقه على ابنه سوى الكلمة.}
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{هناك حكمة لا نعرفها نحن البشر.. المصيبة افتقاد، والله يفتقد عبيده بالمصائب.. وربما كانت هذه المصيبة افتقاداً من نوع خاص كأن يريد الله شيئاً نجهله.}
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{التدريب العسكري لا يمكن ان يتم دون إيقاظ الذئب الذي في داخلك.}
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{السماء امتداد البحر يا ابني والبحر هو مرآة العالم.}
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•ملاحظة: يحدث بعض الاحيان تشابه بيننا وبين بعضنا في التقييمات ولكنه بلا شك غير مقصود لان لكل منا رايه وذائقته واسلوبه ونظرته للاحداث وان حدث تشابهه فيما بيننا فهو محض صدفة لاغير ولاتعتمد في خيارك على ذائقة الاخرين فكل ذائقة تختلف بالتأكيد فيما بيننا.
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#البحرين_تقرأ_10000_كتاب #رباب_تقرأ #اخترت_متنفسي_بين_كتاب_وقلم #الكتاب_هو_المنفى_الذي_يأويني_بين_سطوره #القراءة_هي_التحدي_الجميل_لكل_وجع #لكل_منا_عالمه_الخاص_وهنا_عالمي #أقرأ_لأن_حياة_واحدة_لا_تكفيني #متعة_القراءة
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نبذة عن الكاتب: الياس خوري روائي لبناني من مواليد ١٩٤٨، رئيس تحرير مجلة "الدراسات الفلسطينية" واستاذ في جامعة نيويورك. تُرجمت رواياته الى العديد من اللغات.. ومن اصداراته زمن الاحتلال وباب الشمس واولاد الغيتو اسمي آدم وسينالكول وكأنها نائمة ويالو وغيرهم من الاصدارات وبعضهم تم تحويلهم الى مسرحيات.
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الموضوع: تدور أحداث رواية #يالو فى عام 1993 وتتناول اثار الحرب الاهلية التي غيَّرت كل المعايير الاجتماعية، فنرى أنَّ بطل الرواية السريانى يالو (دانيال) وهو وحيد والدته غابي ولا يعلم اين هو يتم اعتقاله وإلصاق عدد من التهم له من بينها اغتصاب عشيقته شيرين التي رفعت دعوة عليه ويتم انتزاع الاعترفات بصورة بشعة وتحت التعذيب كما هو حال السجون والسجانين ورويداً رويدا يعود بنا الياس خوري لبداية الرواية ليخبرنا عن يالو وحياته وطفولته والتحاقه بالمدرسة وعن علاقاته الغير اخلاقية ومن ثم انضمامه الى الجيش البناني وبعد ان واجهته بعض العقبات في مسيرته قرر مع طوني سرقة الصندوق من الثكنة العسكرية والهرب الى فرنسا وهناك تعرض للخيانة من صديقه الذي هرب عنه وتركه بلا مال ولا مأوى وهنا تبدأ حياة يالو تأخذ منحنى آخر ويبدأ عهد التشرد والعمل كشحاذ حتى يؤمن لنفسه كسرة خبز يأكلها وتتسارع الاحداث وفي محطة المترو التي اعتاد ان يقضي يومه ونومه فيها إلتقى بالخواجة ميشال سلّوم وهو لبناني ويعرف جد يالو الكوهنو افرام ابيض وقرر ان يعتني به وان يعود به الى لبنان ليعمل حارس في منزله وهنا يبدأ فصل جديد من حياة يالو حيث يبدأ بستخدام اسلوب الاستفزاز لكل من يراهم في الحرش بعلاقات غير اخلاقية ليبتز الرجال منهم ويستغل النساء منهم ويرتكب الكثير من الحماقات وحياة حافلة بالرذيلة والسرقة والخيانة وغيرها ويالو هو من يسرد لنا ماكتبه عن نفسه في السجن بعد ان طلب منه المحقق ان يكتب مايريدونه هم منه لا ما يريده هو فياترى من هو يالو وكيف وصل للسجن ومن هي شيرين وكيف بدأت علاقته بها وكيف انتهت؟ مالجرم الذي ارتكبه حين كان حارس في بيت الحواجة ميشال؟ وكيف كانت حياته وطفولته؟ وكيف كانت حياة والدته؟ وماهي اثار الحرب الاهلية في نفوس البشر والكثير من الاحداث والشخصيات والصدمات ستتجرعها في هذه الرواية.
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رأيي الشخصي: كانت هذه المصافحة الاولى لي مع #الياس_خوري كنت مترددة بين قراءة اسمي آدم ام يالو وبكون هذه الرواية اقدم قررتُ قراءتها اولاً.. في بداية الاحداث شعرتُ بالضياع لان الاستاذ الياس بدأ الاحداث من النهاية منذ سقوط يالو أسيراً إثر اتهامات وجهت اليه.. ومع مواصلتي للقراءة بدأت تتضح خيوط الرواية اكثر واكثر.. الرواية رمزية عن اثار الحرب الاهلية وماتتركه بالنفس البشرية وكيف تجعل من الانسان ان يبيع كلشيء لديه للحصول على حريته.. الاغتصاب والعلاقات الغير شرعية شعرت بأنها المسيطرة على الاحداث كانت بشكل مقزز جداً مما اشعرني بأن الحرب حولتهم عن انسانيتهم وجعلتهم غريزتهم الحيوانية هي المسيطرة عليهم.. وحتى بهذه العلاقات كانت هناك بعض الرمزيات والاسقاطات جاءت بهذه الصورة التي تسلب الاحساس وتنشر رائحة الحرب والدم والقتل والتحلل الانساني.
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اكثر ما اوجعني هو ماعاشه يالو في السجن.. التعذيب مرعب جداً ونزع الاعترافات بشكل وحشي واجبار السجين بالاعتراف حتى بمالم يقوم بفعله وتجريده من انسانيته وكرامته عالم مرعب جداً.
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لا بأس بها الرواية لم تعجبني كثيراً.. وهناك القليل مما اعجبني بفلسفة الياس التي استخدمها في الرواية ولكني شعرتُ بملل واخذتُ وقت طويل لاكمالها بسبب الاحداث وطريقة السرد.. كان بمقدوره ان يظهر هذه الرواية اجمل مماهي عليه وان يقدم ماتسببه الحروب وتزرعه بالدول والشعوب بطريقة افضل.
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#اقتباسات
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{كرهت الحرب لأنني زهقت منها، كنت في البداية مثل جميع الشباب، أريد ان ادافع عن لبنان، وبعد ذلك اكتشفت انني احارب فقراء مثلي وانني سوف ابقى غريباً مهما فعلت، لان الانسان غريب في هذا العالم}
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{الانسان لا يستطيع ان يكتب حياته وعليه ان يختار بين ان يعيش او يكتب.}
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{الانسان يا ابني ضعيف امام الكلمة، لأجل ذلك لم يجد الإله الآب اسماً يطلقه على ابنه سوى الكلمة.}
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{هناك حكمة لا نعرفها نحن البشر.. المصيبة افتقاد، والله يفتقد عبيده بالمصائب.. وربما كانت هذه المصيبة افتقاداً من نوع خاص كأن يريد الله شيئاً نجهله.}
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{التدريب العسكري لا يمكن ان يتم دون إيقاظ الذئب الذي في داخلك.}
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{السماء امتداد البحر يا ابني والبحر هو مرآة العالم.}
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•ملاحظة: يحدث بعض الاحيان تشابه بيننا وبين بعضنا في التقييمات ولكنه بلا شك غير مقصود لان لكل منا رايه وذائقته واسلوبه ونظرته للاحداث وان حدث تشابهه فيما بيننا فهو محض صدفة لاغير ولاتعتمد في خيارك على ذائقة الاخرين فكل ذائقة تختلف بالتأكيد فيما بيننا.
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#البحرين_تقرأ_10000_كتاب #رباب_تقرأ #اخترت_متنفسي_بين_كتاب_وقلم #الكتاب_هو_المنفى_الذي_يأويني_بين_سطوره #القراءة_هي_التحدي_الجميل_لكل_وجع #لكل_منا_عالمه_الخاص_وهنا_عالمي #أقرأ_لأن_حياة_واحدة_لا_تكفيني #متعة_القراءة
July 23, 2016
قال لشيرين إنّه يحبها لأنّه رأى النجوم. هذا الشعور بالنجوم التي تتفتّح مثل العيون في جسد اللّيل, لم يشعر به من جديد إلّا مع شيرين, هناك في بيته الصغير أسفل الفيلا, أمّا مع الأخريات, نساء الحرج أو المدام أو بنات الحرب, فلا.
"أحبّك من أجل النجوم", قال لها في المطعم, لكنها لم تفهم شيئًا.”
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"إنه الحب يا سيدنا" أراد يالو أن يقول للمحقق.
"الحب بذل يا سيدنا" أراد أن يقول.
"الحب مثل الصليب يا سيدنا", أراد أن يقول.
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نعم يا سيدي، لقد بدأ يالو حياته عندما اكتشف الحب لكن هذا الحب أيضا
كان سبب موته..
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هذه الرواية هي بالدرجة الأولى عن استحالة وفقدان المقدرة على الحب, هذه الثيمة المتكررة في روايات الياس خوري اضافة لثيمة آخرى وهي انهيار الرجل العاشق أمام المرأة التي يحبها والاحساس الدائم باستحالة حبّها له أو بعدم فهمها لحبه.. ظهرت ملامحه في مجمع الاسرار مع ابراهيم نصّار ونورما التي نسيت عائلتها وظهرت بشكل واضح مع خليل وشمس في باب الشمس ثم هنا مع يالو وشيرين رعد ولاحقًا وبشكل أقل -لا أعرف ان كانت كلمة أقل درامية تصّح هنا- في كأنها نائمة مع ميليا التي لم تفهم يومًا حب زوجها منصور لها وصولًا الى كريم في سينالكول.
رجال الياس خوري ضعاف دائمًا أمام المرأة..
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" في القامشلي شمال سوريا، بعد أن ذبح أهله السريان في عين ورد
التي طفح الجوري الأحمر على نبعها الذي غرق بالدم هناك حيث هام الأطفال، حتى أصدر الملا
مصطفى توصية بتبنيهم، وتسميتهم من جديد. "
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في القامشلي استرد جدي اسمه الاصلي لكنه فقد هيوته، لانه صار كرديا"
في نظر الناس وشعر بالغربة"
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"كأنّ روحًا غريبة دخلت في جسده وركبته اللغة السريانية, وصار مهووسًا بجمع أسماء القرى اللبنانية والسورية والفلسطينية التي تبدأ بكلمة كفر... ويقول أن الهواء يتكلم اللغة السريانية
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هذه الرواية في المقام الثاني عن الهوية والذاكرة واللغة..
يقول الياس أنه لكي يكتب هذه الرواية درس السريانية وهذاالأمر واضح جدًا في الرواية.
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ما أحبّه في الياس خوري هي هذه المقدرة اللامتناهية على القصّ وعلى سرد الحكايات وربطها ببعضها البعض والخروج من واحدة للدخول في آخرى, كما ألف ليلة وليلة التي أقرأها الآن أيضًا..أخبرني صديقي أنه سمع حين كان في احدى المكتبات في الحمرا, الموظف يتحدث عن الياس الذي "لا يفعل شيء" سوى الذهاب والجلوس في "جنينة" الصنايع للاستماع الى حكايا وقصص الناس.
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رغم احساسي بالتطويل في بعض الأقسام خاصة في القسم الأول وإحساسي بالبعد عن هذه الرواية لسبب لا أعرفه, لكن الياس خوري كان وفيًا لأسلوبه, الياس خوري ولد في الحرب وسيموت في الحرب ولن تنتهي من رواياته.
هذه الرواية في المقام الثالث عن الحرب والتي هي ربما المسبب الحقيقي والمستتر لكل ما حصل وسيحصل ولاستحالة الحب..
December 14, 2013
Daniel, nicknamed Yalo, is accused of rape, robbery and just about anything else you can think of. He is tortured until confession and is then ordered to write down his life story. He revisits several moments of his life, dealing with subjects such love, adultery, pedophilia, rape, treason, abandonment, heritage and just about anything else you can think of. It is dark, depressing, sad, and a total waste of time.
The characters in the book are simplistic, excpet for Yalo himself, who is so complex that no logical mortal mind can decipher wether he is guilty or not! The description was unattractive, and sometimes even nauseating. The plot was stale and repetitive, making the reader put down the book every 25 pages.
My biggest issue, however, was with the denouement. The book begins in the interrogation room, and proceeds to reveal what actually happened in the past, except for the fact that it does not (ouch!), and only manages to confuse the reader. Had it been approached properly, such a writing style would have been compelling, but instead, it just feels like you're reading the same thing over and over and over again with small insignificant details added each time.
Would I have felt differently about it if I had read it in Arabic?
I doubt it, for the translation was probably the only decent aspect of the book (first time ever, I know!).
In conclusion, I did not like it and I would not recommend it.
The characters in the book are simplistic, excpet for Yalo himself, who is so complex that no logical mortal mind can decipher wether he is guilty or not! The description was unattractive, and sometimes even nauseating. The plot was stale and repetitive, making the reader put down the book every 25 pages.
My biggest issue, however, was with the denouement. The book begins in the interrogation room, and proceeds to reveal what actually happened in the past, except for the fact that it does not (ouch!), and only manages to confuse the reader. Had it been approached properly, such a writing style would have been compelling, but instead, it just feels like you're reading the same thing over and over and over again with small insignificant details added each time.
Would I have felt differently about it if I had read it in Arabic?
I doubt it, for the translation was probably the only decent aspect of the book (first time ever, I know!).
In conclusion, I did not like it and I would not recommend it.
June 22, 2013
ثلاثة أرباع هذهِ الرواية جنسيّة
تثير الشهوة بشكل أو بآخر، -طبعاً أكيد إشي بيخزي الواحد يكون بيبحث عن المعرفة أو شيء جديد في رواية ويخيب أمله وظنّه ويجد الرواية جنسية-
يعني شخص مريض نفسيّاً، عانى ما عاناه، لاقى ما لاقاه، ماذا سيصدر عنه سوى تصرفات مريضة؟
والحق يقال: هذه الرواية فيها مجهود كبير من الأستاذ إلياس خوري، مجهود اللغة المتماسكة القويّة، والتوصيفات والإستعارات المعبّرة، فيها من بساطة اللغة الكثير، بعض الكلمات في الرواية تجعلنا نتوقّف لحظة عندها، ونفكّر
والحق يقال أيضاً، هناك الكثير مما قيل عن الحبّ في هذهِ الرواية ما يصِف واقعنا، ويصف حالتنا النفسيّة
لا أنصح بقراءة هذه الرواية
June 4, 2022
رواية جسّدت باحتراف مآسي السجون وفساد الأجهزة الأمنية
ومعاناة السجين البريء من خطايا الآخرين
تواتر اسم البطل كان اشارة مهمة من الكاتب على حصر كل الأحداث بالشخصيّة المركزيّة يالو وهذا ان دل على شيء يدل على رغبة الكاتب باستبدال صوت الشخصية الروائية بصوت الرواي العليم الناقل والمحايد لا المصاحب والمتدخل
أي نحن أمام عملية تعويض حرمان الشخصية من التعبير بتعويمها من قبل الرواي العليم
لكن تواتر سرد الأحداث كقصة الكوهنو وقصص يالو الجنسية أحدث نوعا من الرتابة والجمود
لكنه ولد في ذات الوقت
تشويقًا وإن كان محدود الحدّة
رواية جيّدة لكاتب يحترف العديد من اللهجات الروائية الواقعيّة
بدءًا من تصوير الحرب الأهلية في الوجوه البيضاء ومأساة ما بعد نكبة ال ١٩٤٨
وليس انتهاء
بمرحلة ما بعد الطائف
ومحاولة هروب الشعب من الإحباط الوطني
نحو الجنس والخيانات
في سينالكول.
نبيل مملوك
ومعاناة السجين البريء من خطايا الآخرين
تواتر اسم البطل كان اشارة مهمة من الكاتب على حصر كل الأحداث بالشخصيّة المركزيّة يالو وهذا ان دل على شيء يدل على رغبة الكاتب باستبدال صوت الشخصية الروائية بصوت الرواي العليم الناقل والمحايد لا المصاحب والمتدخل
أي نحن أمام عملية تعويض حرمان الشخصية من التعبير بتعويمها من قبل الرواي العليم
لكن تواتر سرد الأحداث كقصة الكوهنو وقصص يالو الجنسية أحدث نوعا من الرتابة والجمود
لكنه ولد في ذات الوقت
تشويقًا وإن كان محدود الحدّة
رواية جيّدة لكاتب يحترف العديد من اللهجات الروائية الواقعيّة
بدءًا من تصوير الحرب الأهلية في الوجوه البيضاء ومأساة ما بعد نكبة ال ١٩٤٨
وليس انتهاء
بمرحلة ما بعد الطائف
ومحاولة هروب الشعب من الإحباط الوطني
نحو الجنس والخيانات
في سينالكول.
نبيل مملوك
October 19, 2022
Okay, I understand that this is an allegory for the Lebanese Civil War and the absurdity of prison and the non-existence of absolute truth etc etc etc but… that doesn’t mean it was executed well. Imagine reading a book that only repeats the same handful of events over and over, completely out of order with no linear time whatsoever, with each retelling adding new details to the story and also CONTRADICTING WHAT WAS ALREADY DESCRIBED. Even if you understand what the point of this format is, you still feel like you’re going crazy reading it. This book is literally the definition of gaslighting😭 The narrator isn’t just unreliable, he’s off the rails. He cannot remember anything and tells lies, believes the lies himself, and then quite literally devolves into two separate personalities narrating the story by the end; you literally have no idea what parts of the book are supposed to be true. He “apologizes” without ever taking accountability/by victimizing himself, then denies ever having committed the crime, then admits it but justifies it, then denies it all over again. 99% (I wish I was exaggerating) of it is extremely graphic depictions of rape through the twisted POV of the serial rapist. The worst part is that the author attempts to paint him in a sympathetic light. I literally could go on and on about the crazy and horrifying details I just… wtf
If you ever pick this up, I guarantee this will be one of the most confusing, disgusting, bizarre books you’ve read.
If you ever pick this up, I guarantee this will be one of the most confusing, disgusting, bizarre books you’ve read.
March 6, 2016
لطالما ابتعدت عن الروايات التي تدخلنا بتفاصيل التعذيب داخل السجون او عن المشاركة بجرائم الحرب الاهلية في لبنان لانها تختزن الما في اعماقي لا اعرف طريقا للتخلص منه ابدا ولكني وجدت نفسي متورطة مع هذه الرواية لا اعرف كيف ستنتهي مني او انتهي منها .. لان الياس خوري مبدع بكل ما للكلمة من معنى فقد استطاع هنا ان ينسج عبر شخصية يالو الغير تقليدي المريضة بسبب ظروفه حياتية والحرب والسجن ،عبر هذه الشخصية اخذنا الياس خوري الى زوايا الحرب الاهلية ببشاعتها والى السجون العربي وادوات التعذيب القاتلة للروح قبل الجسد واخبرنا عن احداث كثيرة عبر هاتين المرحلتين . الرواية محكمة وقد تصل الى الامتياز واكنها آلمتني ففهمت مع هذا الالم كيف تنفصل الروح عن الجسد وكيف نحاول بكل جهد ان نخاطبها علها تعود الينا او ترضى . موجعة هذه الرواية بحقيقتها واتقان تخيلها وروعة سردها .
October 9, 2013
أن الضحك يعيش الى جانب البكاء، و أن التمييز بينهما مسألة بالغة الصعوبة ، لأنهما اختلطا منذ بداية الخليقة . كلاهما مفاجيء و مفارق ، و كلاهما يأتي كي يملأ الفراغ الذي تشعر به الروح .
February 1, 2018
This was a struggle.
Yalo/Daniel is very bad at being a person and it shows.
Yalo/Daniel is very bad at being a person and it shows.
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September 3, 2024اوفر دوز إباحية .. لا تستحق المزيد من وقتي 👎
March 4, 2013
The first part of this book was a bit annoying: Here is our main character Yalo being interrogated, and he tells the interrogator what he is thinking. Then he tells us that he doesn't in fact tell the interrogator what he was thinking. Then he tells us "I said those things," and then says "I didn't actually say those things." This on-again off-again was starting to get on my nerves.
Moreover, a big chunk of the book is sexual in all kinds of ways: Yalo is aroused by the lovers who park their cars next to the building he guards, and his voyeurism of their love-making stimulates all kinds of possibilities for theft, assault, and rape. We know from the get-go that the character is a rapist, but the book would continue to get on my nerves as it includes certain justifiable and excusable rape-scenes. I realized that it's all part of getting into the character's psyche and understanding his mental state of mind, but the inconsistency of narrating what's going on, together with the over-abundance of sexuality and the *GASP! Are you trying to justify rape!!* questioning were preparing me to dismiss this book...
But I kept reading. And I'm glad I kept on reading, because as Yalo tries to unravel his own doings, find his voice and search for "what really happened," "what kind of person does this make him" and "where is he coming from", Elias Khoury, despite some inconsistency, still proves to be a great story-teller.
The writer, together with the alter-egos, multiple personalities and psychosis of Yalo, journeys into the harshness of life in the aftermath of Lebanon's civil war. Deep themes are present in this book, including the inevitability of betrayal and deceit. There are also some religion and traditional inflicted themes that have to do with the perception of sin, obedience, women, and sexuality. Also, the characters go through their personal losses in their difficult battles with reality in symbolic ways. For instance, Yalo's mother is obsessively fearful that she can't see herself in the mirror anymore; his grandfather loses his sense of taste, and the girl he loves, Sherin, would have a broken voice.
قالت انكسر صوتي هنيك بالبلونة، منشان هيك ما بقدر حبك مزبوط، فلم يفهم معنى هذا الكلام. تخيّل آنية فخّارية تسقط على الأرض وتنكسر. لكنه لم يفهم أنه حين صوت المرأة ينكسر، فهذا يعني أن قلبها أصيب ببحّة عميقة لا دواء لها. والقلب المبحوح لا يتسطيع أن يحب
Yalo not only becomes obsessive with the telling of his story, but also that of his surroundings, including his mother, a woman whose crime was that she loved a man who didn't deserve her; his grandfather the "Siryoyo" priest who could not erase sin from earth and battled with his sense of identity; as well as Sherin, the girl he believed he loved, who was surrounded with cowardly men. Yalo keeps re-narrating the story, always giving it a different edge, a different side, some sort of hope for a better ending, but the inevitability of the consequences, and the lack of choice in the matter start to get more difficult as the pages turn; and the last pages start to feel heavier and heavier, which is exactly what good books of literature are made of.
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Short summary from Guernica web magazine through Amazon: Yalo is a former sectarian soldier arrested for theft, assault, and rape in the aftermath of Lebanon's brutal civil war. As torturers attack his body and mind to elicit a confession, he creates a series of new narratives, a stream of explanations that simultaneously reinforce and undermine each other by their very number. He justifies, he apologizes, he admits, he denies, and the picture we have of the events recounted becomes more and more distorted and fractured. Yet all this disorientation serves a purpose: the Guardian quotes Khoury as saying that when he started writing, he didn't know what "postmodern" was. "I was trying to express the fragmentation of society," Khoury said. "Beirut's past is not of stability, but of violent change. Everything is open, uncertain. In my fiction, you're not sure if things really happened, only that they're narrated. What's important is the story, not the history."
Moreover, a big chunk of the book is sexual in all kinds of ways: Yalo is aroused by the lovers who park their cars next to the building he guards, and his voyeurism of their love-making stimulates all kinds of possibilities for theft, assault, and rape. We know from the get-go that the character is a rapist, but the book would continue to get on my nerves as it includes certain justifiable and excusable rape-scenes. I realized that it's all part of getting into the character's psyche and understanding his mental state of mind, but the inconsistency of narrating what's going on, together with the over-abundance of sexuality and the *GASP! Are you trying to justify rape!!* questioning were preparing me to dismiss this book...
But I kept reading. And I'm glad I kept on reading, because as Yalo tries to unravel his own doings, find his voice and search for "what really happened," "what kind of person does this make him" and "where is he coming from", Elias Khoury, despite some inconsistency, still proves to be a great story-teller.
The writer, together with the alter-egos, multiple personalities and psychosis of Yalo, journeys into the harshness of life in the aftermath of Lebanon's civil war. Deep themes are present in this book, including the inevitability of betrayal and deceit. There are also some religion and traditional inflicted themes that have to do with the perception of sin, obedience, women, and sexuality. Also, the characters go through their personal losses in their difficult battles with reality in symbolic ways. For instance, Yalo's mother is obsessively fearful that she can't see herself in the mirror anymore; his grandfather loses his sense of taste, and the girl he loves, Sherin, would have a broken voice.
قالت انكسر صوتي هنيك بالبلونة، منشان هيك ما بقدر حبك مزبوط، فلم يفهم معنى هذا الكلام. تخيّل آنية فخّارية تسقط على الأرض وتنكسر. لكنه لم يفهم أنه حين صوت المرأة ينكسر، فهذا يعني أن قلبها أصيب ببحّة عميقة لا دواء لها. والقلب المبحوح لا يتسطيع أن يحب
Yalo not only becomes obsessive with the telling of his story, but also that of his surroundings, including his mother, a woman whose crime was that she loved a man who didn't deserve her; his grandfather the "Siryoyo" priest who could not erase sin from earth and battled with his sense of identity; as well as Sherin, the girl he believed he loved, who was surrounded with cowardly men. Yalo keeps re-narrating the story, always giving it a different edge, a different side, some sort of hope for a better ending, but the inevitability of the consequences, and the lack of choice in the matter start to get more difficult as the pages turn; and the last pages start to feel heavier and heavier, which is exactly what good books of literature are made of.
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Short summary from Guernica web magazine through Amazon: Yalo is a former sectarian soldier arrested for theft, assault, and rape in the aftermath of Lebanon's brutal civil war. As torturers attack his body and mind to elicit a confession, he creates a series of new narratives, a stream of explanations that simultaneously reinforce and undermine each other by their very number. He justifies, he apologizes, he admits, he denies, and the picture we have of the events recounted becomes more and more distorted and fractured. Yet all this disorientation serves a purpose: the Guardian quotes Khoury as saying that when he started writing, he didn't know what "postmodern" was. "I was trying to express the fragmentation of society," Khoury said. "Beirut's past is not of stability, but of violent change. Everything is open, uncertain. In my fiction, you're not sure if things really happened, only that they're narrated. What's important is the story, not the history."
December 9, 2011
Translated from the Arabic by Peter Theroux
Sometimes following an author's path from one book to another pays off. I liked it better than Gate of the Sun and I will seek out more of his work after this.
The word discursive is the perfect way to summarize this book in one word. With a supernatural ability Khoury wends you through a several dramatic almost tragic event that leaves the narrator in captivity with guards who want him to tell one story. Yalo is accused of stalking a woman and hurting her. At first I was frustrated by the story being told then the narrator being told that was not the true story. He thinks it is the story. I thought it was the story. At that point the reader does not know, and is suspended in belief and disbelief at the same time, marvelous. The frame of history mandates knowing which version of the truth is at stake, presently.
Yalo is actually Daniel George Jal'u, named by his grandfather, man who moved to Al-Qamishli in Syria at age 15. His grandfather moves to Sweden. Identity cards do not reflect reality. To avoid a labyrinth a single thread should run through the story. Creation of idendity and reality is a central theme here.
In Sweeden there are over 30,000 Suryoyo speakers, Yalo's grandfather reverts to his native tongue right before he dies. In Sweden.
Sometimes following an author's path from one book to another pays off. I liked it better than Gate of the Sun and I will seek out more of his work after this.
The word discursive is the perfect way to summarize this book in one word. With a supernatural ability Khoury wends you through a several dramatic almost tragic event that leaves the narrator in captivity with guards who want him to tell one story. Yalo is accused of stalking a woman and hurting her. At first I was frustrated by the story being told then the narrator being told that was not the true story. He thinks it is the story. I thought it was the story. At that point the reader does not know, and is suspended in belief and disbelief at the same time, marvelous. The frame of history mandates knowing which version of the truth is at stake, presently.
Why did the interrogator shout at him, "What is the truth?"Perspective can be love in one, and not the other, a shame. With platonic reminiscences, a friend tells Yalo he was called more beautiful than a girl by a pederast, something the pederast did not tell Yalo himself.
Should he have replied that the truth was love? But how could he talk to the interrogator of love.
Yalo is actually Daniel George Jal'u, named by his grandfather, man who moved to Al-Qamishli in Syria at age 15. His grandfather moves to Sweden. Identity cards do not reflect reality. To avoid a labyrinth a single thread should run through the story. Creation of idendity and reality is a central theme here.
In Sweeden there are over 30,000 Suryoyo speakers, Yalo's grandfather reverts to his native tongue right before he dies. In Sweden.
There they speak Sryoyo in the streat, and they have Syryoyo radio and television, but that's no good because a language separated from its land dies.The theme repeats. A prose poetry interlude falls several chapters later in to an strict outline; for example a vague childhood rememberance of blood and a woman and police distills in to what that woman actually did right before the police arrived. In that sense narrative tension, the essence of what keeps the reader reading, repeats, and repeats, and repeats.
This entire review has been hidden because of spoilers.
July 27, 2013
Yalo tells the story of a young man who has been arrested for a series of criminal activities, including rape, robbery and illegal smuggling. While under guard (and the threat of torture), Yalo is ordered to write a confession detailing his criminal activity and instead makes several attempts to write the story of his life.
This stands as an absolutely extraordinary book and Yalo is an incredible character. His inability to adequately recall and write the story of his life serves as an excellent metaphor for the wider scenarios of internal conflict stemming from the Lebanese civil wars. Khoury also excels in portraying seriously conflicted and multi-faceted characters, perhaps none more conflicted than Yalo himself, a man who can neither be praised nor castigated for his actions and justifications, a man who realizes almost too late the impact that his actions and motivations have for shaping his soul and the path he is destined to take in life…
Truly amazing and heartbreaking piece…
This stands as an absolutely extraordinary book and Yalo is an incredible character. His inability to adequately recall and write the story of his life serves as an excellent metaphor for the wider scenarios of internal conflict stemming from the Lebanese civil wars. Khoury also excels in portraying seriously conflicted and multi-faceted characters, perhaps none more conflicted than Yalo himself, a man who can neither be praised nor castigated for his actions and justifications, a man who realizes almost too late the impact that his actions and motivations have for shaping his soul and the path he is destined to take in life…
Truly amazing and heartbreaking piece…
September 6, 2023
الكتب هي طريقنا إلى ال ما وراء، ما قبل وما بعد.
وقفت صامتة بعد إنهائي هذه الرواية، لانها تشكل حدبة في الظهر من شدة الألم الذي يعتصر الأحداث والألم الذي يحيط بكل منا والذي ينعكس تدريجيا بلغة إلياس.
بعض المشاهد مستفزة جدا ومنفرة وليس لها مكان او سرداب الى تفهمي لأبعاد الرواية.
والبعض الاخر منها شنق أنفاسي بسُحقٍ ليفاجئنا الياس بعدها بقَلب الجملة واضافة بعض الطرافة عليها.
وهكذا تنقل القارىء بين يالو أو دانيال او الاثنان معا وقصة حياته المتفتتة، التي تعكس أيضا احدى اسباب دخول لبنان في الحرب الأهلية!
وغيرها من الدول العربية…
تتطابق صفات يالو مع صفات الجلاد، وتتطابق صفات دانيال مع صفات الجلاد الذي ترَفع عن مهامه ليكون شيئاً آخر، روحاً أسمى.
بين الجلاد والجلاد نقع في فخ اللغة ونفخها الفذ في عروقنا!
وقفت صامتة بعد إنهائي هذه الرواية، لانها تشكل حدبة في الظهر من شدة الألم الذي يعتصر الأحداث والألم الذي يحيط بكل منا والذي ينعكس تدريجيا بلغة إلياس.
بعض المشاهد مستفزة جدا ومنفرة وليس لها مكان او سرداب الى تفهمي لأبعاد الرواية.
والبعض الاخر منها شنق أنفاسي بسُحقٍ ليفاجئنا الياس بعدها بقَلب الجملة واضافة بعض الطرافة عليها.
وهكذا تنقل القارىء بين يالو أو دانيال او الاثنان معا وقصة حياته المتفتتة، التي تعكس أيضا احدى اسباب دخول لبنان في الحرب الأهلية!
وغيرها من الدول العربية…
تتطابق صفات يالو مع صفات الجلاد، وتتطابق صفات دانيال مع صفات الجلاد الذي ترَفع عن مهامه ليكون شيئاً آخر، روحاً أسمى.
بين الجلاد والجلاد نقع في فخ اللغة ونفخها الفذ في عروقنا!
January 19, 2014
Reading this book is like trying to get out of a maze, you get a bit further each time, but keep ending up back at the beginning. The story mostly takes place from Yalo/Daniel's prison cell and the telling of his life story while being interrogated or writing it down. We got different version of the story with more details, although sometimes contradictory statements. I was hoping reading this would give some feeling for the history and culture of Lebanon/ Beirut, but the story was too focused and did not really do this. IN the end I am not sure what to think of this novel, although it is told from Yalo's point of view, you never really get an understanding of him.
August 28, 2014
This was a very difficult book to read. It was difficult on a few levels. The text is translated to Engish, for one. The topic is difficult as it involves a prisoner who is tortured because he may have raped someone.
Overall, though it was difficult to put down and I read it in one sitting. I should say, that I read it straight through because the language is so intelligent and thoughtful. While the subject isn't easy to read, I enjoyed the complexity of the writing, and by the style.
Overall, though it was difficult to put down and I read it in one sitting. I should say, that I read it straight through because the language is so intelligent and thoughtful. While the subject isn't easy to read, I enjoyed the complexity of the writing, and by the style.
November 15, 2016
هذه الرواية عمل فني من الدرجة الاولى.
النصف الاول صعب جدا فيالو و هو الشخصية الرئيسية في الرواية يسرد قصته فتتشابك الحكايات مع حكايات الأهل و الأصدقاء و الحرب الأهلية. ثم السجن و التعذيب و عندها نتساءل انستمر ام نتوقف؟ و في النصف الأخير نفهم القصة. يسرد علينا يالو قصته عشرات المرات و في كل مرة نعرف اكثر. لم اشعر بالملل بل بالعكس تصبح الرواية مشوقة.
الرواية ذو بعد فلسفي واضح لكنها واقعية و اظنها تسحق الخمس نجمات كعلامة كاملة في القراءة الثانية.
النصف الاول صعب جدا فيالو و هو الشخصية الرئيسية في الرواية يسرد قصته فتتشابك الحكايات مع حكايات الأهل و الأصدقاء و الحرب الأهلية. ثم السجن و التعذيب و عندها نتساءل انستمر ام نتوقف؟ و في النصف الأخير نفهم القصة. يسرد علينا يالو قصته عشرات المرات و في كل مرة نعرف اكثر. لم اشعر بالملل بل بالعكس تصبح الرواية مشوقة.
الرواية ذو بعد فلسفي واضح لكنها واقعية و اظنها تسحق الخمس نجمات كعلامة كاملة في القراءة الثانية.
January 24, 2011
I made it up to page 112 and realised I had absolulely NO idea what was going on. Something about a beach, and a rape and hiding behind trees and golden hair...I'm starting to think that maybe me and middle eastern literature just don't mix. sigh. must be me, but found this completely incomprehensible.
September 11, 2014
What a painful and extremely emotional read! And in a good way. It's about war, PTSD and confusion. Yalo does not know who he is anymore. He's in pain. He does not understand what wrong he had done. The story leaves the reader in kind of disdain for the protagonist, however with a kind of compassion also. A great and very demanding book.
December 29, 2014
من اجمل ما قرأت..هذا الكتاب وضعته جنب قلبي . يرافقني حيث ما كنت، يالو شخصية تهزك وترغمك ان تتابعها. بنية الرواية من احلى ما يكون.
February 28, 2024
A pretty well written book that I really did not enjoy. Like Lolita, this book requires that the reader separate the art from the character, as Yalo is a completely unsympathetic character. As Yalo is tortured and rewrites his life story over and over again, he returns to the same memories, each time revealing more information and forcing the reader to understand an element of his backstory differently. The structure of the novel serves well to consider Yalo's memory as a prism, refracting memories differently at each repetition.
Yalo's insistence that he loves Shirin is disturbing and genuinely made my skin crawl. The author clearly did not want the reader to like Yalo, and he succeeded. There are no characters to root for in this book and it is pretty stomach churning to read Yalo's blase attitude toward sexual assault, so I struggled to finish this book.
Elias Khoury's writing is generally really beautiful. He returns frequently to the image of being "cooked in ink" like the cuttlefish, which works well in the context of the book. He does, however, repeatedly have characters literally eat shit. It is intended to be revolting, and is, but I think it did not add to general feeling of discomfort so much as make the reader want to stop reading.
I would be interested to read another book by Elias Khoury and see his writing in another context.
Summary: Yalo was born into a Syriac family in Beirut, and grew up with his mother and grandfather. His grandfather Abel is a cohno (Syriac priest) raised by kindly Mullah Mustafah and his Kurdish family after a massacre of Syriacs in southeast Turkey. His abusive uncle eventually found Abel and brought him home, but Abel becomes isolated and increasingly involved in the church, before leaving for Beirut to work as a tile layer. He eventually becomes a cohno and becomes disgusted by meat, as he thinks his body has become a graveyard for other animals. His daughter Gaby becomes entangled in an affair with her married boss Elias. Her father arranges Gaby's marriage, so she abruptly leaves Elias even though she loves him. Gaby's husband, disaffected by life with Gaby's family, leaves to Sweden and never returns. She starts up her affair with Elias again, and it is suspected that Elias is Yalo's real father. Abel discovers the affair and tells Elias to either marry Gaby or leave her, but the affair continues. Yalo is registered as Abel's son, rather than Gaby's, so that he can get Lebanese citizenship. Yalo is not a great student, but is skilled in woodworking and Arabic calligraphy. When the war starts, he joins the fight. He and his colleague Tony steal money from their barracks and run away to Paris. Tony takes the money and leaves Yalo without money, so Yalo starts begging in the street. Arms dealer M. Michel meets him and takes him home. While still in Paris, Yalo sees Ata Ata, a former Jehovah's Witness and thief, performing a fake miracle. Michel is humiliated in front of his wife and daughter when the miracle turns out to be a fraud. Michel brings Yalo back to Lebanon to work as a guard on his property in the forest in Ballouna. Yalo has an affair with Randa, Michel's wife. He discovers that many couples come to the forest and he starts to rob them, and then Yalo starts serially raping the women. He becomes obsessed with Shirin, who he kidnaps to his cabin and rapes repeatedly after finding her with her married lover, who abandons her. He takes down her contact information and starts to stalk her, waiting outside of her apartment and calling her constantly. She agrees to meet with him several times, and he mistakes her fear of him for love. She reports him to the police, who arrest and interrogate him, linking him with several other rapes and an explosives network. He admits to the rapes but was not part of the explosives network. They torture him for information, eventually causing him to entirely dissociate. They make Yalo write his life story over and over again. They eventually realize that he is not part of the network, and drop the final draft of his life story in a puddle. Yalo is devastated. They allow him to be tried for the rapes and he is sentenced to ten years in prison. In prison, he begs the guards for papers to rewrite his life story, but he doesn't make much progress.
Yalo's insistence that he loves Shirin is disturbing and genuinely made my skin crawl. The author clearly did not want the reader to like Yalo, and he succeeded. There are no characters to root for in this book and it is pretty stomach churning to read Yalo's blase attitude toward sexual assault, so I struggled to finish this book.
Elias Khoury's writing is generally really beautiful. He returns frequently to the image of being "cooked in ink" like the cuttlefish, which works well in the context of the book. He does, however, repeatedly have characters literally eat shit. It is intended to be revolting, and is, but I think it did not add to general feeling of discomfort so much as make the reader want to stop reading.
I would be interested to read another book by Elias Khoury and see his writing in another context.
Summary: Yalo was born into a Syriac family in Beirut, and grew up with his mother and grandfather. His grandfather Abel is a cohno (Syriac priest) raised by kindly Mullah Mustafah and his Kurdish family after a massacre of Syriacs in southeast Turkey. His abusive uncle eventually found Abel and brought him home, but Abel becomes isolated and increasingly involved in the church, before leaving for Beirut to work as a tile layer. He eventually becomes a cohno and becomes disgusted by meat, as he thinks his body has become a graveyard for other animals. His daughter Gaby becomes entangled in an affair with her married boss Elias. Her father arranges Gaby's marriage, so she abruptly leaves Elias even though she loves him. Gaby's husband, disaffected by life with Gaby's family, leaves to Sweden and never returns. She starts up her affair with Elias again, and it is suspected that Elias is Yalo's real father. Abel discovers the affair and tells Elias to either marry Gaby or leave her, but the affair continues. Yalo is registered as Abel's son, rather than Gaby's, so that he can get Lebanese citizenship. Yalo is not a great student, but is skilled in woodworking and Arabic calligraphy. When the war starts, he joins the fight. He and his colleague Tony steal money from their barracks and run away to Paris. Tony takes the money and leaves Yalo without money, so Yalo starts begging in the street. Arms dealer M. Michel meets him and takes him home. While still in Paris, Yalo sees Ata Ata, a former Jehovah's Witness and thief, performing a fake miracle. Michel is humiliated in front of his wife and daughter when the miracle turns out to be a fraud. Michel brings Yalo back to Lebanon to work as a guard on his property in the forest in Ballouna. Yalo has an affair with Randa, Michel's wife. He discovers that many couples come to the forest and he starts to rob them, and then Yalo starts serially raping the women. He becomes obsessed with Shirin, who he kidnaps to his cabin and rapes repeatedly after finding her with her married lover, who abandons her. He takes down her contact information and starts to stalk her, waiting outside of her apartment and calling her constantly. She agrees to meet with him several times, and he mistakes her fear of him for love. She reports him to the police, who arrest and interrogate him, linking him with several other rapes and an explosives network. He admits to the rapes but was not part of the explosives network. They torture him for information, eventually causing him to entirely dissociate. They make Yalo write his life story over and over again. They eventually realize that he is not part of the network, and drop the final draft of his life story in a puddle. Yalo is devastated. They allow him to be tried for the rapes and he is sentenced to ten years in prison. In prison, he begs the guards for papers to rewrite his life story, but he doesn't make much progress.
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