Amidst the somewhat petite band of Pakistani authors
writing in English, Daniyal Mueenuddin enjoys both acclaim and success.
Though his maiden novel, In other rooms, other wonders succeeded in wooing
the critics internationally, it won't be the favourite of the ordinary
Pakistani audience.
In other rooms, other wonders is the story of an
ex-bureaucrat and a potent landlord, K.K Harouni; senile, trusting and
dependable. The novel, through seven different short stories, some of them
already published in certain American publications, depicts the life
incidences of the man himself, his extended family, servants and sidekicks,
all inter-linked through flimsy bonds. Generally spanning all the way from
Islamabad to Lahore and from Karachi to Paris, it's essentially the feudal
southern Punjab where the story keeps its soul. Drinking elites, unfaithful
wives, sly subordinates, lavish farmhouses; you'll get this all.
There's the adroit electrician Nawabdin, experienced in
slowing the pace of electric meters in the short story Nawabdin Electrician.
Saleema, decrepit and wreck, manipulates the most trusted servant of Harouni
to make her way in his household. Provide, provide is about Jaglani,
Harouni's associate, and the blizzard when he falls for a married woman. In
the story About a burning girl, Mueenuddin underlines the fatal family
politics, prevalent in the country. A desperate for job Husna consents on
becoming the keep of the dying landlord to make some money. We also meet two
desperate lovers, Sohail and Helen, rushing through the streets of the ever
romantic Paris in the story entitled Our lady of Paris. Lily is the journey
of a couple, from a passionate affair to a failing marriage. The last story
is about the servant Rezak, A spoiled man, as the title reads, his make-shift
home, loyalty and the retarded, deserting wife.
Kick starting with the famous Punjabi proverb, "Three
things for which we kill – Land, women and gold" the story is actually
about these assets. It's nothing but the colossal riches of the old Harouni
that make him the hub of the novel. Saleema, Husna, Zainab and Leila are the
different women, appearing at different junctures in the novel, only to leave
deep impacts. Mueenuddin doesn't endorse the stereotypical Pakistan. Though
his vision is far beyond the clichés, he exposes further realities that are
disturbing nonetheless. However, one feels that all the stories, in one way
or the other, meet the same culmination: illicit relationships, parched
marriages or abandonment. Daniyal could've imparted all these stories
entirely different colours, but the writer couldn't fully exploit the
parallel-running benefit of these stories.
Saying, as many have been, that this book reaches to the
core of Pakistan is the shell of the truth. Here, too, the characters belong
either to the lowest or the highest class, ignoring the intermediates. Much
is left desired when it comes to painting the real portrait of Pakistan.
There's no paperback edition of the book available, so to decide whether or
not you should spend on this book, read some of the short stories available
online on its official website: www.inotherrooms.com. However, the characters
in this book are all human. You might not side with them, but you won't
question their authenticity either. As a writer, Daniyal sure is a talent to
watch. He might bring laurels to the nation through his explicit
story-telling in the future, but for the time being, Pakistan sure has seen
better fiction.
The bottom line is that if you go for great story-telling,
with imposing vocabulary and striking expression, go get this novel now.
However, if it is the basic plot that keeps you going, In other rooms, other
wonders might not be your choice.