Burnt shadows / Kamila Shamsie.
By: Shamsie, Kamila.
Material type: TextPublisher: New York : Bloomsbury, 2009Edition: 1st Picador ed.Description: 370 p. ; 21 cm.ISBN: 9780312551872 (pbk.); 9781408800874; 0312551878 (pbk.).Subject(s): Pakistanis -- Fiction | Nagasaki-shi (Japan) -- History -- Bombardment, 1945 -- Fiction | New York (N.Y.) -- Fiction | Afghanistan -- FictionDDC classification: 823.914 LOC classification: PR9540.9.S485 | B87 2009Summary: Burnt Shadows, a powerful, sweeping epic crossing generations, Cultures and continents. In a prison cell in the US, a man stands trembling, naked, fearfully waiting to be shipped to Guantánamo Bay. How did it come to this? he wonders. August 9th, 1945, Nagasaki. Hiroko Tanaka steps out onto her veranda, taking in the view of the terraced slopes leading up to the sky. Wrapped in a kimono with three black cranes swooping across the back, she is twenty-one, in Love with the man she is to marry, Konrad Weiss. In a split second, the World turns white. In the next, it explodes with the Sound of Fire and the horror of realisation. In the numbing aftermath of a bomb that obliterates everything she has known, all that remains are the bird-shaped burns on her back, an indelible reminder of the world she has lost.Item type | Current location | Collection | Call number | Status | Date due | Barcode |
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[BK] | Christ Junior College ->Fiction | Stack Room Shelf | 823.914 SHA (Browse shelf) | Available | 00018236 |
Burnt Shadows, a powerful, sweeping epic crossing generations, Cultures and continents. In a prison cell in the US, a man stands trembling, naked, fearfully waiting to be shipped to Guantánamo Bay. How did it come to this? he wonders. August 9th, 1945, Nagasaki. Hiroko Tanaka steps out onto her veranda, taking in the view of the terraced slopes leading up to the sky. Wrapped in a kimono with three black cranes swooping across the back, she is twenty-one, in Love with the man she is to marry, Konrad Weiss. In a split second, the World turns white. In the next, it explodes with the Sound of Fire and the horror of realisation. In the numbing aftermath of a bomb that obliterates everything she has known, all that remains are the bird-shaped burns on her back, an indelible reminder of the world she has lost.
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