Click on the following links to the different sections of the book:
Midnight’s Children Book One
Midnight’s Children Book Two, Part A
Midnight’s Children Book Two, Part B
CLICK HERE to read my Movie Review of Midnight’s Children
Finally, we’ve come to the last section, the most eventful and catastrophic in our protagonist Saleem Sinai’s life. I must admit, my enthusiasm sagged a little at the end of Book Two, through no faults of Mr. Rushdie’s. Book Three sent me to some major Googling to be informed. After reading what I found on the Internet, I was fully awake.
The tumultuous waves of history swept Saleem along like an open dinghy. The 1965 Indo-Pakistani War over Kashmir ‘wiped out’ his family in a bomb blast. Saleem was ‘wiped clean’ with no memories of his own identity. He subsequently joined an intelligence gathering unit in the Pakistani military, his super sensitive nose being the major asset. In 1971, another war awaited him as he headed from West Pakistan into East to counter the revolutionary Mukti Bahini in their fight for an independent Bangladesh.
Perhaps fate had a gentler hand than humans. Saleem, now ‘buddha’ as he was ‘purified’ of all his past, got lost in the Sundarbans jungle. For seven months, he escaped the war between the two Pakistans. When he reemerged he witnessed atrocities done by his own Pakistan army he could not believe. Ten million refugees from East Pakistan walked across the border into India. As a result, the mightier Indian army led by Sam Manekshaw intervened and soon ended the war, with Pakistan’s Tiger Niazi surrendering with his 93,000 men. Buddha shed his uniform and became a deserter in Dacca, independent Bangladesh.
Tossed amidst the raging sea of national and personal upheavals, our protagonist, though a drop in a sea of six hundred millions, felt the burden of history and came to a self-realization. Rushdie’s description is powerful:
Who what am I? My answer: I am the sum total of everything that went before me, of all I have been seen done, of everything done-to-me… I repeat for the last time: to understand me, you’ll have to swallow a world.
With the Bangladesh Independence victory parade came a band of magicians from India, among them was Parvati-the-witch, one of the Midnight’s Children. Seeing Saleem again and calling his name out loud in excitement, Parvati cured his amnesia. She smuggled him in her basket back to India. Subsequently, Saleem stayed with Parvati and the magicians in the slum of Delhi. The silver spittoon he carries all these years is a perfect metaphor of his life… once born with a silver spoon in his mouth as a changeling, Saleem now comes back to where he would have been if he had not been switched at birth, the spittoon.
Saleem met his changeling rival, Major Shiva now. A loyal supporter of PM Indira Gandhi, Shiva had risen as Saleem fell. A national hero and a womanizer, Shiva went to the magician ghetto and took Parvita away. Months later she was sent back to the slum when he learned that she was pregnant. At the end, it was Saleem who married Parvita, knowing that she would give birth to Shiva’s son.
Baby Aadam Sinai was born at midnight, June 25, 1975, on the brink of Indira Gandhi’s Emergency measure in gripping absolute power, another fateful night of the nation’s history. But Saleem knows his son who is not his son will have a different path:
Aadam was a member of a second generation of magical children who would grow up far tougher than the first, not looking at their fate in prophecy or the stars, but forging it in the implacable furnaces of their wills.
With Shiva as the biological father, baby Aadam once again flowed back to the blood line of his grandfather Ahmed Sinai, the offspring of a changeling comes full circle back to his rightful lineage.
Indira Gandhi’s son Sanjay conducted an anti-poverty operation to eradicate the slums. Parvati was killed in the clean-up. After her death, Saleem had a chance to go back to his birth city Bombay with his son. There he reunited with Mary Pereira. She was now Mrs. Braganza, manager of a pickle factory. Her changeling crime forgiven, Saleem now worked in her factory, paralleled his work as a writer preserving history:
… in words and pickles, I have immortalized my memories, although distortions are inevitable in both methods. We must live, I’m afraid, with the shadows of imperfection.
Is an author liable for what he writes in a work of fiction? The line delineating reality and fiction in Midnight’s Children is often blurry. Do Saleem’s views parallel Rushdie’s? Like Saleem telling his life story to Padma, Rushdie in Midnight’s Children could well have gone all out to unleash his sentiments towards the historical progression and political turmoil of India, the Partition, Pakistan and later Bangladesh.
In Book Three, Rushdie was particularly critical of the suspension of civil rights, censorship of the press and arrests of subversive elements during the Emergency as Indira Gandhi seized absolute power. But it was for a more personal description, a single sentence about Indira in this section of the book that brought Rushdie a defamation suit in 1984 by Mrs. Gandhi when she was PM again. In context, the sentence is Saleem’s account, but has to be removed from publication after that year. Rushdie mentions it in his introduction to the 25th Anniversary edition.* The author still has the last word.
Midnight’s Children is an epic chronicle that carries multi-layered meaning and parallels, a feast of stylistic literary offerings. As an outsider, I feel I have only scratched the surface. But with just this outer core, I’ve been much entertained and informed. I will be back for more.
A note of appreciation to Mrs. B of The Literary Stew who planted the seed of this read-along, and Bellezza of Dolce Bellezza who supported the start-up. My hearty thanks to all who have shown interest, participated at one time or another exchanging thoughts and insights in your reviews and comments, as well as those who are silent readers. All your contributions have made this four-month endeavour gratifying and worthwhile.
Review posts for Midnight’s Children Finale:
To read my reviews of previous sections of Midnight’s Children, please click the links on the sidebar.
We must do this again some other time. Book suggestions?
* Midnight’s Children by Salman Rushdie, 25th Anniversary Edition, Random House Trade Paperbacks, New York, 2006, 533 pages. (Book cover as image above)
Midnight’s Children is one of my most anticipated films for 2012. Here are the actors playing young (Darsheel Safary) and adult Saleem Sinai (Satya Bhabha):
Here’s @SalmanRushdie’s Tweet regarding the release dates of the film: ‘Canada, October 26th; UK, November 9th; USA, being finalized, should be around the same time.’
9 thoughts on “Midnight’s Children: Book Three”
Like you, I was on the internet for history lessons. I knew a little about Bangladesh. But not much else.
What an amazing story. And what an amazing read! Thanks again for hosting. I’ve probably said it before, but if bears repeating: I would never have read this literary work but for your invitation to do so. And I’m grateful.
An amazing but challenging read, esp. for an outsider. I’ve learned so much from it, and I’m sure, like Downton, I’ll be chasing after its ripples for some time to come. Thanks again for your participation, Janell. It’s been my pleasure doing this together as a small group, a much gratifying experience for me.
So sad that I’ve currently dropped the ball on this; please forgive me, Arti, because I usually do what I set out to do.
That said, I hope to come back to finish the last 100 pages because a.) I truly want to complete this Booker of the Bookers, b.) I want to have it read before I see the film, and c.) your post is most motivating! Love the photographs of the actor you included perhaps most of all. He so resembles some of the children in my class.
Proud of you for continuing to the end, thankful to you for still being my friend when I didn’t. As of today. xo
Oh I’m sure you’ll find the last 100 page most intense and climatic. You’ll enjoy seeing how Rushdie ties up the loose ends like a magician. Thank you for supporting this read-along from the start. It’s all my pleasure to carry it through. You’re most welcome to come back and share after you finish the book. And, for some fantasy … let’s go see the movie together! 😉
I just read Janell’s review, and was very intrigued by the way the two of you presented the passage on pp. 140-141 that concludes, “to understand me, you’ll have to swallow a world”. Janell quoted the entire passage, while you condensed it someone – and I found the condensation more understandable and palatable. As I read all of the reviews, I kept feeling “too much” – too many words, too many layers, too much repetition.
Of course, to judge I have to read the book. Literary prejudice isn’t any prettier than any other kind, now is it? 😉
I’m just glad you all enjoyed it. I promise – if I ever check it out and give it a go, I’ll let you know!
Yes, I can point out another obvious parallel: To understand Midnight’s Children, you have to swallow the world. At the end of four months, after 533 pages, ploughing through all the allegories and metaphors, layered meaning, magical realism, wacky and historical fusion, I thought I ate the whole thing, but no, I’ve just peeled off the outer skin. Rushdie is brilliant in creating this. And mind you, not ‘repetition’, but ‘recapitulations’… like leitmotifs. I sure hope you can join us if we ever do another group read in the future. 😉
My favorite part of this section was the Sunderbans adventure. It was so beautifully written, I ended up re-reading that section multiple times.
Great review, broken up into 3 parts, you have really done superb justice to the book 🙂
Thanks for your kind words. Too bad you were not able to join us. I look forward to the film and see if the Sunderbans section is included.