The Boy in the Striped Pyjamas (John Boyne) -
The Boy in the Striped Pyjamas is an innocent little book about an innocent little boy called Bruno and all Bruno wants is to live his life in peace in his 5 storey house in Berlin with his 3 friends for life. Instead, he has to pack and move to a rather empty and desolate place with a house of only three storeys where there isn’t anybody else to play with, atleast not on his side of the fence.
His efforts are rewarded when he meets Shmuel, another 9 year old boy, a good way away from his house, sitting on the other side of the fence. He has finally found a friend in this remote part of Germany (only to be told that he was now in Poland). Then begins a year long friendship of telling each other where they lived before coming here, what they miss from their old lives and how both have been brought here much against their will. They discover they share their birthday! Bruno gets food for Shmuel because he seems to be always hungry, which Bruno can identify with, because as a 9 year old, he is also always hungry, even after a big meal. Till one day, Shmuel’s father goes missing, and Bruno offers his help in searching for his best friend’s father (because that’s what friends do). The only thing needed for this adventure on the other side of the fence, is a striped pyjama which, resourceful as small boys always are, is duly arranged.
I got into the book thinking I would need a box of tissues, having seen the movie and knowing the general drift of the story. It was a quick read at about 220 pages but those 220 pages now sit comfortably in my head, smug in the knowledge that I can never unread them. I however did not need any tissues because I was with Bruno throughout and where Bruno ends up, there are no tears (or so we believe). As to the other people in his life, I somehow feel they deserve the pain they would have to live with and so no tears. No tears. No tissues.
I don’t want to say anything more about the book. Just read it.


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