Product Description
When shots ring out on the Grand Trunk Road, Nargis's life begins to crumble around her. Her husband, Massud—a fellow architect—is caught in the cross fire and dies before she can confess her greatest secret to him. Now under threat from a powerful military intelligence officer, who demands that she pardon her husband's American killer, Nargis fears that the truth about her past will soon be exposed. For weeks someone has been broadcasting people's secrets from the minaret of the local mosque, and, in a country where even the accusation of blasphemy is a currency to be bartered, the mysterious broadcasts have struck fear in Christians and Muslims alike. When the loudspeakers reveal a forbidden romance between a Muslim cleric's daughter and Nargis's Christian neighbor, Nargis finds herself trapped in the center of the chaos tearing their community apart. In his characteristically luminous prose, Nadeem Aslam has given us a lionhearted novel that reflects Pakistan's past and present in a single mirror, a story of corruption, resilience, and the disguises that are sometimes necessary for survival—a revelatory portrait of the human spirit.
Reviews/Praise
"An aching, lyrical story of schisms and secrets . . . Brooding and beautiful: a mature, assured story of the fragility of the world and of ourselves." —Kirkus Starred Review
"Exquisite . . . Aslam uses lush, sensuous prose to create beauty from ugliness, calm from chaos, and love from hatred, offering hope to believers and nonbelievers alike. This thoughtful, thought-provoking read will enthrall lovers of international fiction." —Library Journal Starred Review
"[An] exquisite, luminous novel . . . The Pakistan depicted in this harrowing novel is unbearably wrenched apart by terror and prejudice, but the dignity of Aslam’s characters and their devotion to one another rises far above the violence." —Publishers Weekly Starred Review
"Nadeem Aslam’s powerful and engrossing fifth novel, The Golden Legend, introduces us to a world that may at first seem to be a dire and distorted version of our own." —New York Times