I
get up in the morning. Groggy, I pull the curtains. The sky looks messy; dark
angry pregnant clouds drift, promising the delivery of a torrent. Doesn't matter, rather can’t matter; I brush my teeth unwillingly and get ready for
another day to the office. In the other room, my nephew, half dozing half awake
looks blankly at the effort of an omelet in his plate while turning a deaf ear
to his mother’s hurried lips; it’s time for school. My young neighbor might finally
go to sleep now having practiced Deep Purple’s ‘Smoke on the water’ the whole
night on his guitar. On the road, hurried umbrellas and rain jackets wade the
streets to get to their destinations. And life goes on…
But
there are bigger and heavier things going on; somewhere. Wars are being
planned, genocides are being sketched out. Maybe the soldier standing there on
the border, under inhuman conditions, with his attentive and piercing eyes and
armed gun may get a role in this movie of killings, maybe the role of a dead
soldier. How much do we know and how much do we care? Spare a thought for the
soldiers who follow orders, kill, against their conscience.
Would
you believe that a mass extermination of the race is sometimes not as
inevitable as much as it is necessary? In ‘Patriarch Run’, Jack, an undercover agent of the US Government is a thinker and an observer and what he discerns
scares him as it would scare me and you. He explicates why killings are a
requisite for this spiral viral reproductions of the humans, else the people
dying of hunger today due to lack of resources would be much greater in number
than the people existing and it won’t be very long while we ride the dinosaurs
in a different world. As Jack quotes,
“The
number of people without enough to eat in the world today is equal to the
entire human population of 1810. Where is the pressure, the competition, the
predator to check human civilization?”
Aren't the deadly tsunamis, cyclones, forest fires, earthquakes then a worthy attempt,
a natural course of Mother Nature to restore the balance? It reminds me of the
Pink Floyd song, ‘She will take it back, someday…’
Jack,
a mercenary, has stolen a device from the Chinese, that has the power of
destroying the world and he is on the run. As he is hunted down, his abandoned wife
Rachel and son Billy inadvertently get into the crossfire. And Jack beyond the
bombings, remembers nothing. So how does he chance upon his wife, child and
‘Yan Shi', the device? Will the world be saved or do we find ourselves at the
crossroad of Armageddon? Read this fast paced novel to find out.
Written
with a purpose, the author builds up a lost relationship and longing between
father and son; he intricately enumerates the consequences of lying on the
altar of sacrifices, of making choices with no getaway to repentance when you
have a larger role to play. This one is a page turner. Though at some places I
thought the story could be a little tighter, overall it was a very interesting
read, especially for the message that it conveys.
My rating : * * * * * * * * * * - 6/10
Benjamin Dancer |
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