Monday, March 8, 2010

Children of Dust, Ali Eteraz

I felt at times as if I was trapped inside the unfocused, emotional mind of an adolescent young man. I remembered of course that this memoir cut a swath through the author's early childhood into adulthood and the occasional foray into teen emotional disarray is par for the course, probably a testament to the author's skill. I knew very little about being Muslim prior to reading. But this is a very personal Islam being described and it is as much about the life of a Muslim (raised in Pakistan and the U.S.) as it is about the growth of an individual and the reconciliation of his religion, philosophy, ambitions, emotions and comfort with himself. At times, very eloquently written. Funny. It leaves me with a deeper understanding of Islam and the life of a Muslim. It doesn't haunt me the way Snow (see earlier post) continues to. I highly recommend this work - especially for a better grasp of the life of the many people around us; after all, don't we all know, work with and live near Muslims here in the States? Well done.

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