Smell of it (African Writers Series)
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| Rating | : | 4.60 (738 Votes) |
| Asin | : | 0435900951 |
| Format Type | : | paperback |
| Number of Pages | : | 128 Pages |
| Publish Date | : | 2014-06-19 |
| Language | : | Arabic |
DESCRIPTION:
Smell of it (African Writers Series) book on paperback has been released on 2014-06-19. consist of 128 of pages and writen by Sonallah Ibrahim are really nice book to read. Although it oficially circulated on paperback but you still download it on other format or just read it online from our website.
Language Notes Text: English, Arabic (translation)
"slices of life" according to Konrad Baumeister. This short 118-page book is comprised of five short stories; one of them, The Smell of It, takes up about half of that book. This was written in 196slices of life Konrad Baumeister This short 118-page book is comprised of five short stories; one of them, The Smell of It, takes up about half of that book. This was written in 1964, just after the author's release from prison for political issues, and comes across as a disjointed series of aimless daydreams, fantasies, and a sense of purposelessness mixed with fatalism. The other stories are essentially all short bits of life - the musings of a rather unsympathetic doctor as he is driven across the desert to the next city, as he reflects on the road, his patients, demands made on him, etc; a dutiful son resigned to the care of his ailin. , just after the author's release from prison for political issues, and comes across as a disjointed series of aimless daydreams, fantasies, and a sense of purposelessness mixed with fatalism. The other stories are essentially all short bits of life - the musings of a rather unsympathetic doctor as he is driven across the desert to the next city, as he reflects on the road, his patients, demands made on him, etc; a dutiful son resigned to the care of his ailin. Bob Newman said trivial seriousness or serious trivia. Life is certainly made up of mostly trivial events and repeated patterns which are in themselves uninteresting. Even death, success, failure, and love can be lost in an overwhelming mass of trivial events. "I got up, I brushed my teeth, I ate a piece of toast with apricot jam, I put on my clothes and didn't put my pajamas away, I went out, saw a yellow Volvo heading down the street, then my brother called me on my cell phone and told me that our mother died." If this sort of narration interests you, you will like THE SMELL OF IT. The ambience is Cairo/Egypt of the 1960s, not one which would be familiar to