A young woman runs into the sea and drowns. The last man who spoke to her, the curious individual known as Bukuru, is asked to account for the suicide. His shocking revelations land him in court. Alone and undefended, Bukuru has to calculate the cost of silence in the face of stories which must be told. Both humorous and poignant, Arrows of Rain dramatises the relationship between an individual and the modern African state. Okey Ndibe examines the erosion of moral insight in both public and private life, drawing out the complex factors behind the near-collapse of a nation.
Okey Ndibe teaches African and African Diaspora literatures at Brown University. He earned MFA and PhD degrees from the University of Massachusetts at Amherst and has taught at Connecticut College, Bard College, Trinity College, and the University of Lagos (as a Fulbright scholar). He is the author of Arrows of Rain and Foreign Gods, Inc. He has served on the editorial board of Hartford Courant where his essays won national and state awards. He lives in West Hartford, CT, with his wife, Sheri, and their three children.
A deeply haunting and powerful book that explores the corruption and terror still prevalent in the world today. Arrows of Rain follows a similar path of Kafka's The Trial and Camus' The Stranger, but it certainly does not sit in the shadows of those books. Rich in culture and politics, Arrows of Rain hits hard where other books have fallen short. It's a riveting, disturbing, and flawless read that leaves the reader in awe of the beauty of language and the sadness of life. Ndibe's debut novel is a massive triumph of the absurd that could impact any of us.
Wow, I'm not even sure what to say. This is the first book I've read by a Nigerian author. I know, I should read Things Fall Apart, and I will.
Okey Ndibe's writing style is different from what I normally read. He is very direct and to the point in his statements but the story itself unravels in layers. Arrows of Rain gives a look into the culture of Madians in Postcolonial Africa. I know nothing about the history or culture of postcolonial Africa and I found this depiction to be fascinating and heartrending.
The story itself is about a man wrongfully accused of the murder of a prostitute. Because of everyone's fear of the government, no one will listen to his story and instead make up bizarre accusations to cover the guilt and greed of those in charge.
Somehow less gut-wrenching than Foreign Gods Inc., but dealing with similar themes of fear and betrayal. The same healthy cynicism towards institutions is here, countered by dignified treatment of individuals, even the villains. I read this very quickly and enjoyed every minute of it.
Arrows of Rain was one of the saddest books I have ever read. Okey Ndibe brings the reader right into the story when a homeless man, Bukuru, who lives on B. Beach, hears the screams of a prostitute who has been savagely raped by many men and left for dead. After the army men get back into their trucks and drive away, Bukuru then runs over to help the woman. When she sees him, she runs into the ocean in fear and drowns.
The police come and Bukuru is taken away as a prisoner, for he is accused of raping the 18 prostitutes who have been brutally raped and beaten on B. Beach. Bukuru has no chance in the court of a despotic ruler who has had a brutal reign of twenty years. Bukuru has to be the "fall" guy because the army is part of General Isa Palat Bello's reign.
Under the general's rule, a death or rape cannot be publicized in a newspaper if the General has a presidential announcement. Terror, corruption are common events during the General's reign without fear of retribution or consequence.
Bukuru was once a newspaper columnist who wanted to expose the ills of the the General's reign. When it became "personal," he ran from the truth, afraid to speak. When a country is in drought, people want rain. But floods can also kill the population. Bukuru, in running away in "silence" to live on B. Beach, hoping for peace of mind, never had peace of mind. Memories overtook him. Read this story to find out what memories drove Bukuru into isolation. And remember... a voiceless man is as good as dead.
There are shattering political themes and mantras in Ndibe's first novel, that he seems to encourage himself to write with. The gift of speech is a debt we have towards truth; silence and inaction can be a cowardly betrayal of knowledge; we fear power but power fears memory. It is not a long novel, but it leaves a mark. The first parts opens on the strong scene of the lifeguard and closes on a trial. At this point, everything is still on the table, Ndibe entertains but does not reveal what he has in mind. The third part opens on a corny revelation, but it falsely sensational, since aren't all humans, at bottom, mirages and mirrors ? Ndibe returns to his initial message. In the middle are the 200 pages of flash-backs. The two main characters there are flawed and weak. But because of it, their predicament and the gruesome events in which they are drawn appear so much stronger. The consequences, we learn eventually, carry far into the future. I like Ndibe's pen very much, he is "musical" in his writing as my girlfriend says, his book's construction is impeccable. There are a few sentimentalities but they're inessential, because Arrows of Rain's carries a strong battle cry: the routine and unadressed violence in the late 90s Nigerian politics. For this talent in writing, construction and themes, one can easily see his book as announcing the generation of Adichie.
This was a good book! The only reason it didn't get a 5 star is because I didn't like the ending. I was hooked from chapter one and couldn't wait for justice to be served. The characters were well developed and interesting. Their stories pulled my heartstrings and made me long for justice even more. But imagine how disappointed I was when I got to the end. One thing I loved most about the book was the use of idioms. I love African authors for this! Will I recommend this book? Definitely! But don't get your hopes up or hunger for justice like I was.
Ndibe’s Arrows of Rain is definitely one which doesn’t beg to be read. Starting off along the roads of witticism, the story delivers its heart, quietly absorbing a reader’s mind—my mind into following, curiously, how a man’s attempt to defend himself from the law leads him to face and then unravel the atrocities committed within the boundaries of the same law he had so duly run from, and subsequently, into a discovery of his own interest.
All I can say after reading this book is that Okey Ndibe is genius!
There are a number of stories like this one in African literature. The theme of African dictators is one I'm quite tired of. That part of the story was not very interesting, or new. The depiction of prostitution, on the other hand, was somewhat interesting. However, the role of the prostitute as a redeemed figure of sorts is also rather cliche. It could be that I have read this book rather late, when these topics are passe.
This was a very poor book for me. I think Ndibe tried way too hard to cover many topics all at once-- a country's corruption, a coward's conundrum and a reporter's epiphany. Eventually, it tells too blandly, without a single atom of suspense at all, just a seemingly endless telling and retelling of torrents of back stories and a few characters that end up having no core relevance to the main plot.
Ok. Let's lay the groundwork of the review now. This man is obviously a talented writer. The descriptions have fire, the narrative is coherent and has significant depth to it, and the characters are well thought out. The first half of this book enthralled me, but I experienced significant problems with the text as I advanced from there towards the end. I suspect that many of those problems are actually due to cultural differences between the author and myself, ones which pertain as to what makes a good story. I suspect that if I was also from Okey's native Nigeria, that many of the following writing decisions would have resonated with me much more greatly than they did. This is not the case though, and hence the following opinions and impressions.
Good: - Tense, taut, well-constructed political environment in the present day. Was enthralling to step into - Great piece of mystery with the supposedly 'crazy' man standing up and calmly denouncing a dictator - Interesting format where we read that man's story from a first person point of view - Great descriptions - Just very compelling in general
The Bad: - Introduced characters would be presented as relevant figures to the story, only to turn out to be of staggering non-importance. Or, conversely, generate vague, random characters who have a disproportionate effect on the story: - Need someone to deliver a crushing blow to the main characters psyche? Introduce a random group of college friends who we had no idea existed, crush his psyche like a wiffle ball, and then vanish out of the story again - Need to show the decadence of the current political environment? Go to parties with the cabinet members and become a friend of one of them (this was actually a fine writing idea). Then when those same members are eventually slaughtered, completely and utterly fail to even remember or think about the previous good friend
- Character stories trailing off. Want to know why someone made a decision as an adult? Have them tell you their 15+ years of backstory, only to omit the part where they made the decision. - I think that if I was used to the Nigerian storytelling tradition that this would have been better, but from my perspective this became somewhat agonizing after the third time it was done.
- Flaws in the portrayal of the main characters: - Bukuru: Pretty good, but in his past retellings I can't help but feel that when he abandons his love interest, that he is absurdly detached from the emotions he would feel at that time. He barely makes note of it. The more damning flaw though is that his past self (which becomes his current self) is frightened out of his wits by the dictator. This is reasonable, but is utterly incongruent with his casual denouncement of the dictator at the beginning of the book. It really felt like two separate characters to me. The Bukuru that I got to know had the opportunity for change, for courage, but could never take it. So who was that dauntless Bukuru from the beginning of the book? Certainly didn't seem like the same person - Strong, female prostitute character: Overall she was really good, and I have few complaints. Her inability to sever the relationship with the murderous Madia seemed dispiritingly realistic, for example. My one major complaint is her origin story. When asked 'Why did you become a prostitute?', she tells of her entire life leading up to the point where she moved to the city where she would become one. And then she stops. From a storytelling point of view, I can understand the argument that the real reasons behind the decisions have already been said, that that is the way her story points. But why a prostitute and not another low income job? It itches to not know. - The present day news reporter: Man I was so uninterested in this guy by the end. He was so glaringly a vehicle for Bukuru's story that when Okey wants to have us develop empathy with him at the end, it feels like why bother? Plus I have no idea whether he wants to continue the journalistic fight against Madia or not, because all I know about him is that he's adopted. An admittedly fair job is done developing him at the end, but it's not enough and is still just yet another way to drive Bukuru's story
- The absolute dearth of resolution at the end. Bukuru's arc has now tragically drawn to a close... and so has the book's. Look. I can see how it can be considered a good ending. But it really, I think, just squanders the entire rich political narrative. Will the dictator be challenged or not? Will the son prove more courageous than the father? Will the halls of power shake to any degree? - And it's honestly kind of lame. Going along with my previous thoughts, it had seemed like Bukuru had changed. And it turns out that he hadn't. Which would normally be ok, except then what the hell was he doing at the beginning of the book then? I thought this character had finally realized some, ANY, courage because of his demonstrated actions, and then just 'nah'?
It was both a searingly good book and a heart-breakingly disappointing one for me.
Okey Ndibe is an absolutely astonishing human being whose mere presence fills whatever space he is in. Having met him twice I can attest to this. His ability to take a simple truth, that there is no excuse for our silence, and turn it into such a riveting story is why 'Arrows Of Rain' is one of my favorite novels. Reading this novel I was very much reminded of Okey Ndibe as a person, as he is one who lends his mouth and his words to stories that need to be spoken about. I will try to continue without revealing too much about the novel. Okey Ndibe warns us that our inactions can have effects that are completely unimaginable at the moment when we make our decisions. We do not know how far the ripples will go and how many will be touched by our choices. It is later when the consequences plague our lives that we begin to think of the things we should have said and done. There is something beautiful about fictional novels that impacts the decisions a reader makes in their own life. At a moment when one is faced with the decision to speak or remain silent they may be reminded of the decision Bukuru made and how this one decision affected Iyese, Femi and all of Madia. As a young Igbo woman in the US, reading this novel made me quite home sick. Okey Ndibe's style of writing easily allowed for me to recreate scenes and landscapes I know quite well and miss very much. 'Arrows Of Rain' is a great work of fiction that I suggest everyone should read at least once.
A frustrating, tragic, and graphic depiction of how abuse of power so ingrained in the system affects the whole nation. Arrows of Rain by Okey Ndibe follows the story of a man who was accused of raping and murdering a sex worker after witnessing a woman drowning. Our main character Bukuru, having no friends and family, served as his own attorney against a justice system hellbent on sweeping the issue under the rug by pointing all evidence against him, especially when the people he accused were the country's armed forces, and eventually the president and commander-in-chief himself.
Arrows of Rain, set in 1988, was told from the perspective of a reporter, Femi, who Bukuru chose to listen to his story and tell his story should anything happens to him in prison or during the trial. I found Bukuru/Oguagua’s story ominous and distressing all the way. It was heartbreaking to see that Oguagua who simply wanted to be good and happy had to be on the receiving end of the abuse of power of Madia (the name of the country, inspired by native Nigeria).
The writing and the plot were compelling so I recommend this book!
Trigger/Content Warnings: rape, graphic physical and sexual assault, death, murder, police brutality
Okey Ndibe writes a story of profound silence and how it affects relationships between lovers, parents and adopted children, murder witnesses, victims of political violence, racism, sexism, tribal do's & don't. The list can continue as hairs are split to see the silence of power, and the power of silence. Set in post-colonial Africa, entirely focused on the African communities and written by an African rings true to my life beyond measure.
I've forgotten how to rate a book. I was thoroughly invested from the beginning and loved the writing style. The story was so so intriguing. But I also started to resent the how much the women characters were suffering, was waiting to see if that would change but it didn't really. I'm conflicted after finishing it but I'm definitely happy I read it. Next up, a woman author!
I liked this. Some interesting twists on African dictatorship satire literature. Also brought to mind the trial I attended in Equatorial Guinea a little bit.
Arrows of Rain is a story set in the fictional country of Madia from 1960 or so to 1988. The country is meant to represent Nigeria at that time, though the historical events are still largely the same, with independence followed a corrupt civilian government and finally, a military coup. The story begins with Femi, a reporter, visiting the crime scene of a woman who had run into the ocean and drowned. The prime suspect is a mad man on the beach of B. Beach (meant to represent Bar Beach here in Lagos), known to the populace as Bukure but claims to have no name. The book largely focuses on the stories of three main characters: the reporter turned madman Bukure, a prostitute named Iyese, and the reporter, Femi.
I want to start by saying that this was an extremely well written book. Ndibe tells his story with as much care and grace as a craftsman weaving a reed basket. However, I can’t say I truly enjoyed this book, mainly because of the weight of it. This book was extremely tragic, and in some parts, a bit gruesome. I think Iyese, the prostitute suffered the most.Yet Bukure, who knew her, didn’t do anything about it. He was a real coward. His failure to even tell Iyese’s story as a reporter led to the suffering of many others as the book went on, and possibly even the whole country. I couldn’t help but think that there were two types of men in this story, those powered by words and those powered by brute force. There was no in-between. And in this story, the pen was certainly not mightier than the sword.
I wouldn’t recommend this book to be honest. The story was bit too tragic. I’m hoping my next book, a play by Nobel Prize Laureate, Wole Soyinka, will be a much more pleasant read.
The book features a male journalist narrator who tells a prostitute's (Iyese) story. Public rape by the military and by the president are events that an individual cannot fight. I appreciated the portrayal of the prostitute becoming a prostitute; it was humanizing. The complexity of the narrator was refreshing. While it was disheartening that he could not stand up and do the right thing (claim his paternity and marry his love), it was refreshing not to have a fairy tale ending. This book would pair nicely with Ghanaian author's book The Jewel of Kabibi by Adzei, Mawuli - also written by a male and dealing with prostitution and featuring a male journalist who encounters a prostitute and falls in love. I loved the grandmother who says "a story never forgives silence. Speech is the mouth's debt to a story"(65). The vengance of the client of Iyese (pg. 195-196) is gruesome. The story shows how it is not possible in some cases to simply stop being a prostitute even if one wants to because one can be threatened and physically harmed. Also the discussion of prostitutes' names (154-155) was insightful into the psychological dimension, where a false name becomes "a shield" for the work (155).
The blurb of the book would lead you to believe that it's about a madman who is accused of and tried for raping and murdering a prostitute; so I thought this book would involve a lot of scenes in a tribunal court with a crazy person (and by "crazy" I mean like 12 Monkeys' Brad Pitt's character crazy) defending himself against a high profile lawyer or something. The madman turns out to be perfectly lucid, a well-educated man with a relatively functioning conscience. He is said to be mad because he claims that the corrupt autocrat of the fictional country of Madia (based on Nigeria) has raped and murdered bunch of prostitutes.
The highlight of this book is its narration, especially how it unfolds each story onto the previous ones. The complex gravity of each occurrence, how it relates to another, illustrates the messy reality that is life and how we make sense of it. This is also somewhat reflected through the meaning of the title, which refers to the double-edged sword nature of rain: The arrows of rain can provide life, but they can also bring destruction and deaths when coming in violent torrents. Fast-paced and written in clear and simple sentences, this book is a quick and easily enjoyable read.
This text explores the failures of the post colonial Nigerian state. Unfortunately, this text has a gender problem. Women exist as one of a few roles: mystical older wise woman, sexualized object or victim, and wives and mothers. A great deal of violence against women is used simply as characterization for an unlikable male narrator. Why doesn’t Iyese ever move? She has moved before and can easily disappear from Isa. But of course, if she were to do that, how would we learn about the stupidity of the main character? Contrast the depiction of state sanctioned rape as a means of terrorizing marginal populations with that in Draupadi or Gangnor by Mahasweta Devi.
The gripping story of the "madman" Bukuru and the encounters of his previous life which forced him to go into hiding, but at what cost? the author's narrative style is gripping of the newly independent state from colonialism that descends into a military state. I think the story is based on the rule of General Sani Abacha and his military rule - I could be wrong. Each character is the story is well developed which feeds into the whole story. Overall, a very good story and I thoroughly enjoyed it.
This was a good book. I enjoyed reading something from a foreign author because the point of view is different by default. The character Bukaru was superior to Femi in the use of language so I enjoyed the middle part of the book from his point of view more than the beginning and end. And he was also far more developed... I did not feel emotionally invested in Femi at all. I was very unsatisfied with the ending. I enjoyed the twist, though if there had been more character development it could have resonated more emotionally... and then it didn't wrap up the rest of the way.
For a first novel, Ndibe did exceptionally well. This is a well written story and i am now inclined to look for other titles by the same author. The story line picked and flowed from the beginning to the end. I feel the end could have been better, then again that is what suspense is all about. Just like a movie, one could create many alternate endings
This is written by a friend/professor at Trinity College/Hartford. He is a fantastic journalist as well. He has helped me understand Nigeria. This novel gives a searing insider's view of how the press works there.
This book gave surprising revelations of the life a prostitute in Nigeria. It made me shudder at what they go through in the dark alleys at night.It is a really dangerous profession. The book is humourous even though it adresses serious social issues about authority and their abuse of power.
Liked this way more than I'd expected. Quick read that is both funny and introspective. And some twists/revelations that you don't see coming. Glad I picked it after staying on my shelf for 3 whole years!