"We do not prove that the world is a real place except when we die in it."
"If the sea forces you to submit.. it is worse than a well that deprives you of its water."
It is amazing to know that the book by which an author is famous, which is his synonym, with an equal sign between them, is actually not his most artistically valuable work. The Indian writer Salman Rushdie won the Booker Prize for the book "Midnight's Children". Some would say it is an anthological work with fantastic descriptions of Bombay, the life on the streets of that exotic city for us, the relationships that prevail somewhere where few of us have been, and the fates of the millennial children born at midnight on the transition from the second to the third millennium. "Midnight's Children" brought great glory, but it also brought the first threats, of a religious nature. The Briton, skilled in packaging thoughts in allegorical wrappings, packaged a hidden criticism of the world in which he grew up and packaged for himself views full of contempt and often hatred. And then came the verses or aets, originating from hell or jezuit, written by the hand of Satan or the devil, they brought what "Midnight's Children" also announced, hatred, death threats and finally the fatwa issued by the religious leader of the Islamic world, Ayatollah Khomeini. The fatwa gives every Islamic believer the freedom to kill the writer according to God's justice without fear of sin. More than thirty years have passed since the publication of the book that led to the killing of the Japanese translator, but also the broken showcase of the Prosveshchenie bookstore in Sarajevo in whose decor this satanic book was standing. The question is what is so scary written in this book full of irony, satire, allegory and sharp criticism of the world blinded by religious fanaticism, that a writer, not a politician or an officer, would be sentenced to death?
One of the main characters of this book is Gibreel, better known in the Christian world as Gabriel or the archangel Gabriel who at the very beginning falls from heaven, as one of the two survivors in a terrorist attack on an airplane. Indian emigrants fall from heaven and one of them is Gibreel Farishta, a Bollywood star, who is transformed into the angel Gabriel, while the surviving friend in misfortune, Saladin, is transformed into the devil himself, beneath them is Lamanche, London, the whole world. The jihad is on, the virgins are in heaven, the death of the innocent, but life continues in the jinn, under God's tents, with heavenly songs and food and caresses and therefore there are no tears, only divisions into jinn and jung, darkness and light, evil and good. Pandora's box is open. While Gibreel's transformation into an angel is a reflection of a mental transformation and illness, Saladin's transformation and movement on the streets of London shows us the life of Indian emigrants who will never be accepted in the Western world until they throw away the last framework of Indian culture, they will always remain the other, the one who causes fear and whom the Western world will look at with fear in its eyes. In addition to pointing out the consequences and the crime of colonization, Rushdie points in his world full of magical realism also to the problem of the Islamic world, which at the end of the twentieth century is transforming into a split that separates two streams of the Islamic world, but also two streams of the entire world religion, those who are dedicated and religiously unblinded and those fundamentalist, who would kill for the sake of God and in the name of God. Here the writer has made his strongest move and in the game he has inserted the prophet Muhammad to tell his story in the society of the angel Gibreel. The society of the heavenly virgins, all forty of them, on earth hidden in tents worthy of a sultan, which hide adultery and depravity, the prostitution of innocent girls hidden behind fabrics and hidden masks. He, who received the fatwa as a gift, has removed the masks, and he described not only Muhammad, but all those who with a knife in their teeth and with bombastic devices around their necks offer gifts and give them to innocent people, those whom it does not matter who is whose and where from, but who have allowed themselves to be afraid of differences, those who have allowed the wise to be silent and hide aside, and they put their loud positions on the pedestal to set the masses on fire, to raise uprisings and rebellions, jihads and crusades and issue fatwas as they please. Criticism of the Western and Indian world from which he came, criticism of materialism and religious dogmas, but not an insult to the ordinary world, a word that has targeted individuals and found its right place, but has also dragged behind it millions of followers ready to avenge in anger what they have not even read, just like those who are against Grass, Handke or Rushdie.
"Those who today most loudly oppose the 'Satanic Verses' think that their mixing with a different culture will inevitably weaken and destroy their sovereignty. I think the opposite. The novel 'Satanic Verses' celebrates hybridity, impurity, mixing, transformation that comes from new and unexpected combinations of human beings, cultures, ideas, politics, films, songs. It enjoys crossbreeding and fears the absolutism of the Pure. Melange, pastiche, a little of this and a little of that is how the new comes into the world. Mass migration gives the world a great opportunity and I have tried to embrace it."