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A review by surabhichatrapathy
The City Always Wins by Omar Robert Hamilton
4.0
At end of every page in this book, I took a step back and let the words settle in.
Written through the minds of those who were at the forefront of the Egyptian Revolution in 2011, this book will leave you unnerved, and wounded.
If you have only read of wars, revolutions, insurgencies in papers and books but never had to experience it, read this book.
It makes you experience the revolution.
The psychological upheaval, the emotional trauma and physical strain. I can close my eyes now and smell the morgue, feel the fear pulsating through my body, rage and frustrations guiding my steps.
It takes immense grit, conviction and commitment to the memory of the lives lost, to write a book like this.
Can you imagine losing loved loves in a revolution, believing they didn't die in vain, that their death will be met with justice, to only then witness that their memory is buried in internet photos, posts and podcasts alone?
To loose every fiber of your being in the crusade against injustice, but only to be served with greater injustice? To be part of such a revolution or not? Where do you draw a line and how?
It was and is Egypt's story, Palestine's story, Tibet's story and so many more country and million's of people's story.
Reading this book has left me with a heavy heart and a deep sense of disillusionment with this world.
But read it, know what it means to go through something like that, and remember. Never ever forget these lives and their struggles.
Written through the minds of those who were at the forefront of the Egyptian Revolution in 2011, this book will leave you unnerved, and wounded.
If you have only read of wars, revolutions, insurgencies in papers and books but never had to experience it, read this book.
It makes you experience the revolution.
The psychological upheaval, the emotional trauma and physical strain. I can close my eyes now and smell the morgue, feel the fear pulsating through my body, rage and frustrations guiding my steps.
It takes immense grit, conviction and commitment to the memory of the lives lost, to write a book like this.
Can you imagine losing loved loves in a revolution, believing they didn't die in vain, that their death will be met with justice, to only then witness that their memory is buried in internet photos, posts and podcasts alone?
To loose every fiber of your being in the crusade against injustice, but only to be served with greater injustice? To be part of such a revolution or not? Where do you draw a line and how?
It was and is Egypt's story, Palestine's story, Tibet's story and so many more country and million's of people's story.
Reading this book has left me with a heavy heart and a deep sense of disillusionment with this world.
But read it, know what it means to go through something like that, and remember. Never ever forget these lives and their struggles.