How do I shop for books? To be frank, several factors contribute to the decision : author, premise of the book, genre, the title of the book and sometimes the book’s cover (in that order). I do not remember the reason why I bought the book “The Narrow Road to the Deep North” by Richard Flanagan (Narrow). At the time I had not read any of the author’s previous works nor had it won the Booker Prize 2014. However, I do know that I purchased the book back in 2014 (found the receipt in the book) and it took me nearly 4 years to give the book a shot. All the previous times I had picked the book, I gave it up within the first few paragraphs – I don’t know why. On January 4th 2019, I picked the book again upon the insistence of Ananya and thankfully so.
This time when I started the book, I laboured through the first couple of pages. However, it was the first line of the third page of the book that transfixed me completely.
A happy man has no past, while an unhappy man has nothing else.
Narrow Road to the Deep North, Richard Flanagan
After reading this sentence, I was hooked and didn’t let my eyes rest till nearly 50% of the book was done. Flanagan describes love, suffering, anger, helplessness and so many other emotions in such a mesmerising fashion. I was reduced to tears on multiple occasions and beamed with happiness a number of times as well. It has been really a long time since I read such an emotional rollercoaster of a novel.
Narrow Road to the Deep North is a story of love, victories, losses, sufferings and so many other things, set for most parts during World War – II. But most of all, the book is about life. One of the most haunting depictions is that of a PoW camp and the story of one single day of the camp’s torturous activities.
However, it’s the love story of the central characters thats perhaps even more haunting – and something that gnaws at you even after you finish the book. I won’t say much about it here, as its best to be experienced by reading the book.
While many books have been written on the harrowing tortures that PoWs have had to face at the camps, Flanagan attempts to view the events from the view points of the captors as well (the Japanese in this case) and I have to say, it was really a refreshing take. Flanagan has beautifully described, how different people look at the same circumstance completely differently and the factors that influence their points-of-view. While at no point does he justify the actions of the Japanese captors, Flanagan does a great job examining and elucidating the mindset of the Japanese : how they were conditioned to follow orders unquestioningly and willingly accept punishment in case of missteps. One of my favourite parts is when the major bad-guy of the story reviews his past actions at an old age and struggles to come to terms with the realisation that all his beliefs might actually have been wrong.
Most of the characters are sketched out pretty well and in the end you tend to have strong feelings about each of them – love, hate, indifference ; and that I think is the biggest win of the book.
I really loved the book and would recommend it anyone who likes to delve into the era of World War – II and can digest the gore and sadness that comes inherently with any war story. Trust me, if you can get past the graphic images of war, you are in for a rollercoaster emotional ride.