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Shahrnush Parsipur
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27 Feb 2007
When her father dies, Touba a smart and spiritual fourteen year old proposes for financial reasons to a middle-aged man. Miserably depressed, she divorces him a few years later, and marries a Qajar prince. This is a loving relationship, but when the prince takes a second wife, she divorces him, too. It seems Touba's fate is to remain both spiritually unfulfilled and materially weak. 'Parsipur makes a stylishly original contribution to modern feminist literature.' Publishers Weekly Alone and impoverished, as the prince s dynasty is displaced, Touba weaves carpets to make money, cares for her children and communes with a dead girl s ghost that haunts her property. As she grows older, Touba is intrigued by politics and her country s struggles with British and Russian colonianism, and above all else, seeks spiritual truth, with a Sufi master. But ultimately the demands of her crumbling household intervene. Replete with juxtapositions of mysticism and historical fact, Parsipur distils eight decades of Iranian history into this enlightening and highly rewarding novel.

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  • Paperback: 368 pages
  • Publisher: Marion Boyars Publishers Ltd (27 Feb 2007)
  • Language: English
  • ISBN-10: 0714531367
  • ISBN-13: 978-0714531366
  • Product Dimensions: 13.1 x 19.3 cm
  • Average Customer Review: 5.0 out of 5 stars  See all reviews (1 customer review)
  • Amazon Bestsellers Rank: 604,875 in Books (See Top 100 in Books)

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'A landmark in contemporary Iranian literature ... there is more than tradition at work in Parsipur s writing: realism, the political novel, Sufi writings and the influence of Persian fairytales, lending a magical realist atmosphere . . .a well constructed tale, placing politics and history at the centre of an individual life. --Myslexia

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Shahrnush Parsipur has written eleven works of fiction and memoir. A bestseller in Iran, Touba like many of Parsipur's books remains banned. Imprisoned by the Shah's security agency and the Islamic Republic in turn, the author now lives in exile. Parsipur was the first recipient of the International Writer's Project Fellowship from Brown University and currently lives in California.

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5.0 out of 5 stars thorugh Shirin Neshat 30 Dec 2011
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Through Shirin Neshat I discovered Shahrnush parsipur. I love Persian Mystisism and magic realism and felt British and American writers trying to use the concept of magic realism cant quite grasp it as much as Middle eastern or spanish writers. I love Gabriel Garcia Marquez for example and I have also read "The Particular Sadness of Lemon Cake" by American author Aimee Bender which I found disappointing, redundant and childish in comparrison to Marquez and Parsipur. To use Magic realism you have to know suffering and sorrow. There is a sense of Melancholy and a mixture of hope. It is timeless and almost real, but you can't quite touch it-like when you wake up from a dream. It is through the hope that the magic happens and it is through the sorrow that the realism occurs. It is almost as if a realist has a moment of clarity and sees beyond the world infront of him or her and then goes back to being realistic and almost pessimistic about life. There is a sense of swirling poetry in motion in between the reality of Touba's world. The reality of this character is a harsh one, she endures immence amounts of suffering in a world full of political and cultural struggle. Touba in Islamic Mysticism is a scared tree and I do believe you can visit it somewhere in the middle east. There is this texture to Parsipur's writing that is almost like she is weaving a tapestry of that tree and of the character by the same name. One of my favourite quotes are "...he entered the room and looked at the golden hair of the woman who sat in the corner. And she had wanted to sink into the earth, so deep that only her hair remained visiable; to become stalks of wheat blowing in the wind..." You can imagine that scene in a film, of a field somewhere with golden hair seemingly growing out of the soil and blowing in the wind. Absolutley beautiful and poetric to read.
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5.0 out of 5 stars Touba and the Meaning of "Life...." 6 Sep 2009
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This book is an allegory for the complexity of change and resistance to change which has taken place over the past 100 years in modern Iran. The protagonist Touba is witness to and lives through all the changes. Her house is like her fortress protecting the memory of corpses from the outside world. At the same time her desire to find God which successfully manages to elude her all her long life as she fulfilled familial responsibility after responsibility through good economic times and bad is something which many of us despite nationality or cultural orientation can relate to. She is inspired by an elusive Khiabani who personifies progressive democracy for many decades only to be disillusioned by communism and then she pursues a Sufi Sheik who never let's her into his inner knowledge if he actually has any. The mystery and purpose of life has always managed to elude man and womankind since the beginning of time.
At various points in the story, certain characters who are like Bohemian free spirits socially speaking go on a trancelike rift like Prince Gil or his wife Layla, describing in a seemingly endless river of words, past life after past life as if undergoing depth psychological analysis under hypnosis and transcending time and place like disembodied souls skipping over centuries forward and back.
The author has an absolute gift for portraying the way life can be sailing along a steady course and then suddenly what was beauty turns ugly, what was soft, turns harsh. It makes her stories dark and hints at the style of Sadegh Heydayat. When I asked her about that, she admitted his influence on almost every contemporary Iranian writer. I was particularly taken in by the love story between Touba's divorced daughter Moones and the Azerbaijani Ishmael, which starts out so innocent and romantic until suddenly he is arrested for political affiliations and she induces an abortion and ends up barren. Then as if to acknowledge that there is also goodness in life they more or less become surrogate parents to three orphan children of a deceased stone mason. The relationships are beautiful but in the end, once they are grown up, all three turn on Touba and her daughter and son in law except the girl returns home in her dying moment. If there is ever a happy ending in life, it is fleeting and temporary. This rings true enough. The suspense builds as the reader waits for the other shoe to drop in sub plot after sub plot.

The author manages all the complexity and cast of characters all painted with intricate detail in a very masterfully accurate and believable way. Her ability to slip in and out of reality and fantasy in her magical realism style makes the book alive rather than just an historical account. The struggles of women to gain financial security and acceptance and respect are universal. Of interest to the non Iranian reader, is the portrayal of the complexity of modern Iranian society with its class structures, taboos, social restrictions and the traditional ways that commoners and nobility interact, the way traditional marriages are planned, young people leaning left or right politically, the religious and the agnostic, the mixture of religious devout and unconventional mysticism, tradition versus modernity.

The surprising thing is that issues like veiling which troubled the Iranian society a hundred years ago, are still issues today as are the same struggles of progressives versus conservatives, religious versus secular...wealthy versus poor, women versus men...these are all universal struggles found in all societies however they have a particular unique flavor in Iran. Things like old men marrying young girls by arrangement, things like men taking on more than one wife, things like fathers getting custody of their children instead of the mother. Some of these troubled customs arise from centuries of huge disparity between the rich and the poor. Iran is never short on drama. The highs are very high and the lows are very low. Kindness and generosity are immense and so is the capacity for cruelty. It's a schizofrenia.

Iran has so many thousands of years of history. It was overrun by Arabs and by Monguls and dominated in turn by the USSR, the British and the Americans and yet retains its character by an elaborate system of public versus private. Things are never what they seem. Keeping up appearances is all important. It gives life a surreal quality which the author captures like a lovely old rose whose petals slowly cascade down into the open running sewer making momentary ripples. Life in the raw, like a kaleidoscope always changing and what can we take with us in the end but a few memories of the high points and moments of happiness in our futile little lives provided our minds do not reach senility and dementia first. The author captures the reality that most of us sleep walk our way through life living by myths and false hopes and those of us who attempt to buck the tide get punished with an awful swift vengeance. Girls who run away from home get raped along the road; radical political views are accompanied by arrest and torture or social censure.
In the end Touba's story has no happy ending or even an ending, she dies and her spirit asks if she is dead and her undead friend says yes. As such it is the Samsara, the spinning wheel of life which the author describes which each individual or a culture dresses up in one manner or another to avoid looking into the abyss of nothingness.
3 of 3 people found the following review helpful
5.0 out of 5 stars Major work of fiction from Iran . . . 7 April 2010
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This is a monumental book, maybe a masterpiece of Iranian fiction, but certainly a family saga of considerable dimensions that follows the lifetime of one woman, Touba, from girlhood to old age. During a period of time that reaches across most of a century, she represents the traditional, sequestered world to which Iranian women have been assigned for generations. With one significant difference: she enters that world with the blessings of a father who believes that women are the equals to men and are free to think for themselves and shape their own destiny.

The irony of her situation is that while she makes every attempt to exercise that independence, she is restricted to a domestic life, running a household and raising children, while married to a member of the Royal family and a faithless husband. While self-reliant of necessity, especially as her husband's political fortunes force him to leave the country for a while and his wealth evaporates, Touba fails to escape the most crippling demands that her culture places upon women. She is not only party to the honor killing of a young girl but must hide the girl's body in her very own garden.

It's a compelling story, and this is only the beginning. But a caveat or two for interested readers: 1) At 300+ pages, it is a densely worded novel that reads more like a synopsis of a much longer book. 2) The style is very much in the manner of tell-don't-show. Instead of setting a scene in which characters speak and interact, the narration goes on for paragraph after paragraph, telling instead of showing: "She did this and then she did that, then she thought this, and she said that, etc." If you enjoy a long, complex, multi-character story, it will hold your interest, but not in the way you may be used to. This is no page-turner.

Meanwhile, Western readers will have an opportunity to see something of the traditional domestic lives of many women in Iran, where for much of the 20th century they were expected to remain unschooled, given in marriage at an early age to men who were permitted to have several wives, and segregated from the outside world, jealously dominated by males, and forced to be the keepers of their families' honor. Not surprisingly, the book has been banned by the authorities in Iran since its publication in 1987, and its author has spent time in prison there. All in all, a major work that is well worth the time and patience to read and absorb.
2 of 2 people found the following review helpful
5.0 out of 5 stars By far, one of the best novels I've ever read 26 Oct 2009
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This book is for anyone interested in Iranian history, culture, or women. Taking place throughout the 1900's in Iran, the book follows the life of a woman who wishes deep in her heart to seek truth, but is caught in a patriarchal society that forces her to follow a life taking care of family, household, and a small business. Parsipur, the author, is incredibly adept at demonstrating the oppression of women in Iran during the 20th Ce. without falling into the dangers of reinscribing negative stereotypes of Middle Eastern women as ignorant passive victims of savage violent men. Touba, the main character, resists against social norms throughout her life and shows how a person so constrained can still struggle to find truth and meaning in life despite oppressive circumstances. This storyline, demonstrating Touba's struggle, makes it an extremely unique work of fiction.

The author has a beautiful language of expressing the characters. The dialogue and narrative are excellent, fluid. The style is very much reminiscent of Charles Dickens and Fyodor Dostoyevsky, only told from a Persian woman's point of view, over the course of about 100 years of Iranian history.

It is a shame that only one other title by Parsipur, Women Without Men, has been translated. She is clearly one of the most important authors of our time. I recommed this book fully and wholeheartedly.
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