The House Of Fear – Book Review

By Yasser Latif Hamdani

The House Of Fear
Ibn-E- Safi
Translated by Bilal Tanweer
Random House
228 pages
Rs195 (Indian)

Random House India have brought to life and into the English language the fast paced adventures of Pakistan’s Sherlock Holmes and James Bond rolled into one: Ali Imran MSc, PhD (Oxon) aka X2- the super sleuth whose act as a fool is a cover for his sharp intellect which is utilized by the intelligence agency to its fullest. Created by Asrar Narvi who wrote under the nom de plume of “Ibn-e-Safi” (his father’s name was Safiullah), the Imran Series and its forerunner “Jasoosi Duniya” (Spy World) won praise from none other than the great Agatha Christie herself.

“The House Of Fear” consists of two novellas, The House of Fear and Shootout at the Rocks. The House of Fear is the translation of the very first Imran Series novel “Khofnak Imarat” published in 1955 and Shootout at the Rocks is the translation of the very second novel “Chitanon Mein Fire”. House of Fear is a fast paced narration of events surrounding the spate of murders occurring in an abandoned old building – a plot which from a case of blackmail of the one-eyed daughter of a famous judge thickens to international intrigue involving the foreign office and its operatives. Shootout On The Rocks sees Imran fight off a deadly drug gang from China and Japan.

The plot is staged in the capital city of a South Asian nation – safely assumed to be Karachi, Pakistan soon after independence though it is never actually named- which is the hotbed of mystery, intrigue and conspiracy. While the assumption While the stories are gripping and crisp, even if overly simplistic, the real charm of Imran Series – and its English revival- is in its cultural context. Ali Imran is an eccentric oddball with weird habits and weirder sense of humor. He is also devilishly handsome and a ladies’ man. It is not unusual to find him in Tiptop Night Club courting wine sipping high society women or having a coffee at Café Nebraska.

In many ways, despite being ageless and timeless, Ali Imran belongs to the good old days when a stiff drink and good time did not call into question one’s Muslimness. This is why alcohol- which was legal in Karachi and widely available in clubs and bars in the 1950s- is referred to repeatedly and all the women in these stories are modern, confident and promiscuous (despite Ibne Safi’s claim that it was possible to sell an Urdu novel without sex). If one compares the early Imran Series with its Mazhar Kalim version or with Ishtiaq Ahmed’s “Inspector Jamshed Series which came in the 1980s, the original series was remarkably free of being preachy, much less nationalistic and/or ideological, even though the underlying theme is strongly patriotic. It is unfortunate that even the introduction to book, written by Ibn-e-Safi’s son, has not broached this subject. Ali Imran – the super operative of Ibn-e-Safi’s imagination – appears an eccentric buffoon who quotes Ghalib and is a dogged womanizer from a long gone age. Detectives of the later attempts at spy literature from Pakistan tend to be ideological warriors, Jehadis even. This is a poignant comment on the changing political and social landscape of the country.

I did have one complaint though – which may seem trivial but is upsetting nevertheless. It must be remembered that Ibn-e-Safi moved from India to Pakistan in 1953 and the entire Imran Series was written whilst in Pakistan. Now Ibn-e-Safi has always had an audience in India and given the popular reception there, far from it that we claim Safi to be a Pakistani writer alone. What is upsetting however is that on the back cover it says “Ibn-e-Safi was born in India in 1928… died in Karachi in 1980”. Must we pollute our literature with political point scoring as well? Isn’t Karachi in Pakistan, so why such nervousness in calling a spade and spade?

All in all though this is an excellent debut for Ali Imran MSc Phd in the English language and hopefully the literature which has thrilled Pakistan’s urban middle class and parts of Indian urban middle class will now have a global reach. Perhaps an imaginative film-maker will soon get about the task of converting Imran Series into a film series.

Let us hope so because the world needs Ali Imran more than Ali Imran needs the world.



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6 responses to “The House Of Fear – Book Review

  1. Nice review of the book i really like this

  2. I invite all ibne safi lovers to visit my non-commercial site on ibne safi sahab:
    A page of ibne safi was also designed at facebook in 2009 by ibne safi’s son Ahmad safi.
    A page of Kamal Ahemd Rizvi (Alif Noon) can also be viewed at facebook

  3. my site is not complete. anyway, how can i pay my tributes to a writer who was as great to me as ghalib or wordsworth.

  4. Dear Iftikhar!
    You can write article on Ibne Safi Sahab on his 30th death anniversary falls on July 26, 2010. Don’t forget to watch GEO TV on July 26 for a beautiful documentary on Ibne Safi sahib.

  5. it is a good idea to look for book reviews first before buying an expensive book ~

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