One of the books came my way when I asked a colleague at work last month what book he was reading. He had studied Russian history and philosophy at university, so I knew that his recommendation would be anything other than a light read. As it turned out, he was half way through The Whisperers by Orlando Figes. When I got home that evening, I ordered a copy online and within a couple of days the 642-page book arrived. I finally finished it last week having not been able to put it down. The pages kept me gripped, taking my mind away from the daily madness of the London rush-hour.
It is a deeply moving book, filled with memoirs about life in Russia under Stalin. Told through the eyes of the people, their life stories are the contents of each chapter. These stories are drawn from several hundred family archives and interviews conducted with Memorial, a human rights and historical research centre. Chapters intertwine; the families reappear throughout the book confessing emotions of despair, hope, terror and love.
The central theme of the book is the capacity of the human spirit to withstand immense suffering, pain and hardship. Sometimes the stories seem so far removed from anything that can be understood. It was all I could do but to put the book down, compose my thoughts and try to imagine what life under such oppression must have been like. It was too difficult.
From one book about oppression, I moved to another. This week I started A Thousand Splendid Suns by Khaled Hosseini. Two women living in Afghanistan are the focus of the book; first their life under Soviet rule and then under the rule of the Taliban. It is more the circumstances that the characters find themselves in which gives the book its sadness: oppressive governments, unhappy families and abusive marriages. The most compelling element is that it gives the reader an idea of what life must have been like under the Taliban. This for me was its greatest success. It conjures up images of Afghanistan as lived by the people who are often forgotten in times of war; the citizens who try to go about their daily lives, who are often caught up in someone else’s battle.
Both books end with a mixture of tragedy and hope: hope of creating awareness about the lives ordinary people led during Stalin’s time in power; and hope for a better life in Afghanistan, where people are treated equally, justice is served and life is not lived under fear of war. I still find it hard to understand how people can be oppressed in our ‘modern’ world; and why all people are not treated equally.
As I sat on the underground train this morning on my way to work with The Golden Notebook by Doris Lessing in my hand, I caught a glimpse of the front page of the Guardian newspaper. The front headline said that the Russian publishing house Atticus had cancelled publication of The Whisperers. The author Orlando Figes fears political motivations behind this move, but the publisher said that it was dropping the book for economic reasons…