I wouldn't say that I loved this book, but I definitely liked it and enjoyed it a lot. I entered the giveaway here on GoodReads because the premise and the setting sounded so intriguing, even though "Sharaf" is not my usual favoured genre of novel and I was a bit concerned that it just wouldn't be my thing, but I try not to limit my literary forays and as it turns out I needn't have worried. I finished the book in three days of non-continuous reading, just picking it up here and there, but quite often I found myself picking it up whilst waiting to do other things and getting into that "just one more chapter" mind set and losing track of time. It was a page-turner, and I almost didn’t expect that given the story – it’s family drama and romance within a contemporary, albeit dangerous and restrictive setting – but it’s not a thriller or high-octane action novel. It’s filled with the incidentals of everyday life, to give it that down-to-earth, realistic feel of ordinary people dealing with secrets that begin to snowball into serious problems, and is more of a slow-burning page-turner than a rip-roaring one, but its story is fairly compelling nonetheless.
I found Raj Kumar's writing style quite unusual and different – though maybe that’s because I don’t read much contemporary fiction. I couldn't help but notice the use of imagery was sparing throughout, yet unexpected and fresh when used, and thus innovative and impactful. This, from one of the opening chapters, has to be among my favourites: "A silk prayer mat unfurled over the marble floor spreading a wave of colour... A cockerel crowed among the palm trees and a whisper of pink heralded the birth of another day. Fiery, gossamer clouds unwrapped the newborn sun. On the horizon, a jagged silhouette of mountains tore at the sky, their peaks glinting in the morning light."
The otherness of the setting gives the story great appeal, the richness of the exotic culture permeated by centuries of tradition but undergoing profound change in the modern world, provoking in the reader a desire to learn more, and putting a unique spin on the plot - the challenges that the protagonists face are not the usual challenges characters might face in a Western setting, and yet many of the themes are universal; love, hate, intrigue, hidden secrets, difficult choices.
The conclusion of the story kept me guessing right until the final page, and I was thoroughly surprised at the ending as I was half-convinced that a particular scenario would play out which did not come to pass in fact, and the twist in the tale was rather thought-provoking. I liked the fact that the ending was so unexpected; novels that I can guess the ending of from only 50 pages in are too easy and predictable for my tastes.
Any negatives? I couldn't quite put my finger on it but I felt like the book could have been even better; the characters explored a little more, the love story expanded upon. Some disturbing events take place in the novel but I almost wanted them to be dirtier, grittier, grimier, darker. One or two scenes I felt like I ought to be on the edge of my seat, gripped with worry for the characters and needing to know what happens next, and whilst I felt compelled to keep turning the pages occasionally I didn't feel quite as scared for the characters as I wanted to be. I wanted the story to engross me and engage me even more than it did. This left me with a vague sense that there was room for improvement.
All in all however; in places fresh and innovative, an intriguing setting, and a compelling page-turner of a novel that keeps you guessing until the end.
Additional note added later: I feel that it is definitely worth mentioning that Sharaf reminds of the novel Escape by James Clavell, which is an epic tale of escape from Iran during the 1979 revolution and contains a love story between a Finnish man and an Iranian woman. Escape, along with all of Clavell's novels, I found to be absolutely compelling and fantastically well-written, so the fact that Sharaf reminds me of Escape is a really good indicator of its quality.