It’s the winter of 1946. A truck leaves the village of Campbellpur after news of the impending Partition pours in. It is carrying people who don’t know where they will go. They have just heard words like ‘border’ and ‘refugee’, and are struggling to understand how drawing a line might carve out Pakistan from Hindustan. As they reach the border, the caravan disperses and people go their own ways. Gulzar’s first novel tracks the lives of the people in that truck right from 1946 up to the Kargil war. A novel on what the Partition entailed for ordinary people, Two is also a meditation on the fact that the division of India and the carnage that followed, once set into motion, kept happening inexorably and ceaselessly, and people like those who left their homes on that truck never found another home; they kept looking for a place called home, a place to belong to.
What an incredible book!
Gulzar is my most loved poet and his take on writing a novel is great.
I read both the hindi/urdu and english version of the book.
The story is about 1947 partition, about people,their emotions,their selflessness. The emotions people had about leaving their home, their land is well described. The use of urdu is Phenominal.
The stories are sensitive and describing pain of those people.
I really dont have words to describe this book. I am just speechless.