
There were moments when I wished nothing more than to turn into a human bomb & explode for the glory of the freedom of India, says the young, idealistic narrator in the last of the stories in this anthology. Two pages (and half-a-life) later a fraternal revolutionary reflects on their extremism, You can be virtuous without having your head shaved, without donning saffron robes or covering yourself with ash. Saadat Manto (1912-55) is renowned for his
- still occasionally shocking
- short stories set against the horrors of the partition riots. Not that he's a documentarian (there's a story set in ' Bollywood' here, too). Manto is actually a writer in the old tradition, baiting the reader's curiosity with themes of love, lust & adolescent vulnerability as he deftly leads them through a tracery of symbols & psychological gestures.