The Forty Rules of Love: A Novel of Rumi
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Also a great book to dispel the bad publicity Islam has gained.
I bought the book because I am in awe of Rumi's poetry and philosophy of love.
It also kindles the interest to go more deeply into other cultural and historical worlds.
The question is "Are you good enough to read it?"
I did not so much read The Forty Rules of Love as I marveled at the artistry of its construction and, I admit, as I turned the pages I congratulated myself on my ability to recognize that artistry. To hold this book between your hands and read it is to be in the presence of a master storyteller who has an important, possibly the most important, story to tell: the story of Love and how it manifests in this world.
Elif Shafak, a writer famous for her novels in Turkish, wrote this book in English - flawlessly, beautifully, lucidly. Her use of the English language in its American variant reflects a masterful cultural sensibility. The book gains credibility by the use of cultural references that could only be known to and have meaning for cultural insiders. For example, a convert to Islam is said to have done so "after Kareem Abdul Jabbar and before Cat Stevens." The use of phrases such as "right as rain" and "talk the talk" indicates that Shafak does not use English as she was taught in school; she writes English as it is absorbed from years of deep conversation, wide reading and intense observation.
As a true daughter of Turkey and lover of Istanbul, Elif Shafak is a bridge between East and West. Europe and Asia, Orient and Occident, reason and emotion, head and heart, scholar and mystic, left and right half of the human brain: to the materialist these are distinct entities and are doomed to endless conflict. Elif Shafak patiently assures us that, in the end, there is no difference. Running through her book like a leitmotif is the soothing and confident confirmation that dualism is an illusion and oneness is reality. All stories, characters, and plots tell of the struggle to realize truth and return once again to the state before knowledge of good and evil caused eviction from paradise.
At one point in the novel the 13th century poet Rumi visits a tavern in Konya to teach and learn from its inhabitants. He says, "At the end of the day whoever wants to drink will drink and whoever wants to stay away from wine will stay away. We have no right to impose our way on others. There is no compulsion in religion." I love the way Elif Shafak slipped my favorite quote from the Qur'an (La iqraha fi din: There is no compulsion in religion, Sura 2, Line 256) into the story without reference. Muslims will know the quote and realize that it adds authority to Rumi's point. But those who are unaware that this is a Qur'anic quotation will receive the teaching fresh and pure, as if this is a new and fanciful notion of a novelist who merely wishes to bring harmony from conflict. That is what great art does: it brings harmony from conflict.
Ultimately, there is only one book with one message. Each author writes that one book to explain that one message for a different audience so that all may learn and know about the primacy of love and the unity of humanity. Some books distinguish themselves and rise above the mass of others by the sheer quantity of light, truth, and goodness they convey. Mikhail Naimy's The Book of Mirdad is one example. The Forty Rules of Love is another.
One sure way to tell whether a work of art is great, any work of art - a book, a film, music, painting, is whether it moves you to tears. I burst into tears on page 172, but that does not mean you will do the same. Each person will be moved by something different. It is the ability to touch the heart and stir the deepest emotions that makes a work of art powerful and beautiful and valuable. This book has that ability. There is nothing more to say.
This is one of the books I will be presenting to many friends and I know each person will see something else they need to see. Wonderful.
Many years ago when an atheist friend of mine said she had become a Sufi, I thought she was on drugs or going soft in the head. Now I understand that she was far ahead of where I am even after 45 years have passed.
Thank you Elif for opening up a door...
Ella, a under appreciated mom and housewife, living in the burbs, in a loveless marriage. Too much like a Lifetime Movie plot, she falls in love with an author of a book about Love. Through her bored suburban eyes, a new world is opened up for her through emails with the author...yadda yadda yadda
that is in The Dovekeepers by Alice Hoffman which also got rave reviews in important newspapers.I'm sure the writing is good but I prefer a story where the ground rules are more accessible. A bit too magical for me. Although I enjoy the (different)genre of magic realism this seems more magical unrealism. If you like this style I'm sure you will enjoy it. In case you are wondering I bought it as part of a book club programme.
I dont know if this is the true story about Rumi and how Shams ignited his being . I enjoyed it immensely and plan to read another book by the same author.
Some personal stuff, if needed: I have read the translation into Turkish about oh maybe three times. Quoted from it. Talked about it... I got it on my kindle yesterday and can't wait to read it in English now :-)
The author tried to juxtapose the spiritual and transcendent love of Rumi's poem onto Ella's boring suburban midlife crisis, and she does so horribly. I felt as if the whole book had been contrived as some weird sort of way for the author to convince us (or herself) that Ella isn't an awful person. Her relationship and abandonment of the twins is extremely disturbing. There are ways to leave a marriage without emotionally corrupting the members in it (leaving a dinner on the table and never coming back?)
Like I said, a selfish and wildly naive story guided in new age half truths and hiding it's argument under the guise of feminism. This book is less spiritual and more damaging to feminist rhetoric than it is anything else.
And while the chapters with Rumi/Shams were enjoyable, the whole thing felt like cheap entertainment and left me absolutely no insights into mysticism besides the same preachy new age spiritual bs that we can find in most 12 step programs.
Set in a contemporary US city as well as a 13th Century Turkish town, the book follows the evolving relationships between characters in each place. The thread that runs beautifully throughout the two stories is that of Sufism, a branch of Islam, that focuses on the goal to live in the present and seek Heaven within.
The messages that are presented via the 40 rules, are not about romantic love, rather they look at love as a desirable goal that one must work toward as part of humanity.
The story's flaws did not tarnish my enjoyment, as I read simultaneously for pleasure and to improve my craft. This is how I can say it was thoroughly enjoyable; I didn't need it to be perfect.
The flaws:
* a handful of undeveloped, flat characters. Some did not have distinct enough voices and could have been either left out or more developed. The harlot alone could have had her own story, and I was disappointed not to learn more about her
* A mother who not only left her husband for true love, but also her three children--I understand her leaving the husband; their marriage was loveless and both needed more than they could receive from each other, but I cannot wrap my head around her decision to leave her children behind. I am not being pious here--I have my own flawed stories of loving and leaving--but simply walking away from her children, without remorse, pain, or regret (at least we are not privy to any of these emotions) is not believable. Furthermore, in the end, when Aziz has died, she has no interest in attempting to repair her relationship with the twins (Doesn't she feel devastated that they do not even speak to her?) and seemingly little or no interest in her older daughter's life (she was revealed to be bulimic, which I was myself, and is nothing to treat trivially). Their last conversation is not believable; the daughter's support is plausible, but her lack of emotion in terms of her siblings' inevitable pain is not. The fact that Ella has no plans to return home, even after her time with Aziz has ended, is more than far-fetched.
* Shams' treatment of the wife he could not make love to was completely out of character. How was he able to be cruel to the woman who adored him when he was supposed to be such a wise man? How did he come to agree to marry her in the first place? We were not told. He showed more compassion to the harlot, the drunk and the leper than he did to her. Though Shams was clearly a self-admitted flawed human being, this section of the book did not ring true. I tried to wrap my head around his behavior towards Kimya but could not.
* Rumi's lack of interest in the fact that Kimya could see and communicate with his ex-wife, whom he deeply loved, was surprising, as was his treatment of his current wife and sons. His relationship with Shams was all-consuming, and each of the men touted the preeminence of love, yet were indifferent to the pain of Rumi's family members; as if merely witnessing such a great love should be enough to satisfy their loneliness.
Another reviewer has suggested that this book could have benefitted from being longer. I agree with this assertion. There simply wasn't enough time and space to adequately develop each important storyline and character. That said, I would recommend the book for its solid writing, unique blended stories and treatment of multiple points of view, as well as for the thought-provoking nature of the forty rules themselves.
The forty rules themselves and how they were weaved into the story are thought-provoking statements that I plan to go over again. The heart of the story is how Shams removes Rumi from his protected privileged life. I loved how he slowly extracted him from all the things that made him "good" in the eyes of others and directed him to all the things that made him "good" in his own heart. Instead of finding fulfillment in being the center of love of others, love God instead which I understand to be humanity (disclaimer, I'm an atheist) by following your heart.
But then all of the following happens (SPOILTER ALERT) and it made the entire premise of the story weak and sort of forced:
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The mother "Ella" that understandably leaves an unhappy marriage but also a bulimic daughter. Really? The ages of the children are not given but the twins seem to be younger teenagers, around 13-14 (seeing Ella is almost forty, her eldest daughter is in college and she waited a few years before having the twins). I can't wrap my head around someone supposedly seeking love that would walk out on their own children at an age where they definitely still need the presence of their mother. Particularly so when one of them is diagnosed with a serious eating disorder.
Ella is presented as a woman seeking emotional connection and love. She came across as someone who is seeking someone to mother her and provide her with excitement and adventure. She comes off as weak and self-absorbed. Her character did not go through any major transformation by pursuing love. She was a control-freak house wife who wanted her family to be exactly the way she felt it should be and ignored anything that tainted that picture (her husband's affairs). Then she decided she was done with the housewife act and wanted to be the lover and adventurer, again ignoring the things that tainted that picture (her young teenagers and the fact that one of them has an ED).
This same selfishness is again portrayed in the other two protagonists Shams and Rumi. I disliked them so much at the end of the book. They both proclaimed that they are in pursuit of love. To love God with every fiber of their being. They loved god by loving and not judging the beggar leper, the prostitute, the drunk. Yet they were cruel and indifferent to most of Rumi's family.
Shams marries Rumi's adopted daughter Kimya willingly and then refuses to share her bed (why did he agree? No reason is given.). Two wise, apparently enlightened men, didn't foresee the misery in a marriage to a 15 year old girl that will not be consummated. Then Shams goes on to humiliate her when she tries to seduce him. We are shown no emotional reaction on his side to her illness or death. Perhaps she was not downtrodden enough to deserve love.
Rumi is so absorbed by his love to Shams that he is so indifferent to his son Aladdin's suffering. It's hard to swallow the idea that a wise, love-seeking enlightened father, cannot comprehend why his 17-year-old boy is having difficulties dealing with his relationship to Shams. Aladdin is not only brushed aside, ignored then reprimanded, but then we find out the boy is in love with Kimya. His wise father thinks it a great idea to marry her off to Shams, a man he knew his son hated. Not one brain cell fired in that enlightened head of his and thought "hey, maybe I should approach my son and you know, talk to him? Love him?". Nope. Aladdin resorts to murder. Who saw that coming?
The two love stories followed the same line: two people in love with each other, they see their love so great, so pure and beyond the reach of everyone else. For Shams and Rumi, the lepper, the prostitute and the drunk prove how pure their love is by showing them capable of love the unlovable. It felt more like using the downtrodden to prove a point. Brushing aside the others who stood in their way.
For Ella and Aziz, Aziz's illness proves how true their love is. You see, it must've been true love if she left everything for him knowing he is dying. What could be more pure than that? Playing martyr to love is sometimes the easy choice.
This book could've been so much more. It felt like someone was forcing philosophical thought on an undeveloped story line.
The Story: Rumi and Shams are two well known mystics and are a great source of influence and inspiration since the day of their meeting. Documenting their story in such a beautiful and well structured narrative is a challenge in itself, but drawing a modern-day parallel story underneath it to fuel its meanings is phenomenal, and that is exactly what the author did.
The narrative is informative, inspiring, and cohesive. The characters are intriguing, and the author managed to grant each his/her size without overdoing them. She conjured their stories and weaved them together meticulously. Each came in and out of the picture and the protagonists received a proper background and enough fuel for their events to fit within the narrative and provide full impact.
The Author: a great and quite provocative story-teller. The way she unfolds the events gradually, mixes them up, creates reading anxieties and excitement, and trickles the events in a gradual manner for me is highly intriguing. You get easily pulled into her world and she manages to immerse you in her newly created universe.
The Wisdom: simply put: The 40 Rules themselves are a marvelous piece of wisdom and inspiration. The short stories/aphorisms narrated by the characters are packed with wisdom as well. Both go hand in hand to reveal the essence of this novel.
In short, a piece of art that is a must in an ever-increasingly turbulent world.
However, Shafak's narrative structure and voice here are so limited that one longs for a little break now and then. Each chapter tells us the thoughts and observations of just one character at a time, often telling us things that they would be unlikely to say even to themselves, and everybody sounds alike, whether a drunk or a prostitute or enlightened one in Konya in 1246 or Ella Rubinstein in 2008. The drunk tells us he is drunk but he doesn't sound drunk, the angry zealot tells us he is an angry zealot but doesn't sound very excited about it, and so on. ""Beauty is in the eye of the beholder," Shams kept saying." (p. 268) He sounds just like Ella. These limitations are quite unlike Elif Shafak's approach in her earlier novel, The Bastard of Istanbul (see my review), where there are different voices and narrative points of view, including a genie and an Internet forum. But "40 Rules" comes to a good, perfectly Sufi ending, which goes far to compensate for other weaknesses, and in the course of reading it we learn much about why Sufism is so appealing to so many.
The book starts with Ella Rubinstein, who has it all, three children, 2 houses a pleasant home and a husband. However, there is a void within her namely a lack of love. She takes a job with a literary agency and has to write a report about a book titled sweet blasphemy. Through this book she learns about Sufism, the relationship between Rumi and SHAMS OF TABRIZ and establishes a dialog with Aziz Zahara, the author of the book. He introduces her to Sufi philosophy and thus begins her journey of self-discovery.</p>
This is a brilliant work. It combines a sense of history, switches of times and point of view (POV) and manages to convey profound truths in an easy-to-read way. Yes, there is plenty of philosophy but it is interwoven in the story so that there is always context to it.</p>
The first thing that struck me was the almost one word chapter titles. They do not give anything away. They are very important because they act as switches of scene. These are crucial because they allow the reader to switch seamlessly between times, people and places.</p>
Some people may classify this book as a romance novel. This would be doing the book an injustice. Yes, there is plenty of love and even some romance in the book but the love that the various characters experience is far deeper. Take the love between SHAMS OF TABRIZ and Rumi or between desert rose and SHAMS OF TABRIZ.</p>
The book is large but the pacing is such that the reader is hooked from the beginning. There are no long interludes; each sentence advances the story. There is plenty of telling because the characters describe what they are feeling but that acts to the advantage of the book because the third person narration can be matched with what is happening which leaves plenty of room for the reader to exercise his imagination.</p>
There are no heroes or villains. Life is full of shades of grey and that is what this book shows. The only jarring note is the marriage of SHAMS OF TABRIZ to Kimya. It is unlikely that this reviewer is the first one to ask, why?</p>
Do not skim through this book. Read each word, every sentence. The devil is in the detail and several of the book's finest elements are to be found in the attention to detail. Take Ella's not lighting the candles towards the end.</p>
A great read and a rare book that is not a thriller but is a page turner all the same.</p>
So used are we to stories with a twist that this spiritual narrative is a welcome change.
If you had told me in advance what this book was about, I would have dismissed as 'not my thing' . I loved it and will be reading more of this author.
Furthermore, some of the aspects I took as shortcomings of the writing initially became a unifying voice for the book at the end. Each chapter is told from the view point of different characters. Some are main characters in the story, some aren't. Some of them come back to tell us another chapter or two while others make an appearance only once. It is a powerful and an efficient way of creating the atmosphere of the place and time period from different angles of the society. However, most of these characters, although different jobs and attributes define them, sound exactly the same. The beggar, the harlot, the drunk are indistinguishable in tone and spirit. Same goes for the warrior, the zealot and Alaaddin, or Kimya and Kerra. This similarity is annoying while reading the book; yet there is a rhythm in her prose that manages to hold the entire story together. That rhythm is the same background melody we hear in the voice of those characters and becomes the agent for the sense of life the author attempting to convey.
Yet, there are more apparent shortcomings why I considered giving it only three stars. The modern time story of Ella and Aziz feels flat and unexplored. Same thing can be said about Shams and his omitted reaction to the death of one of the characters. Given what the author is trying to accomplish, I think this book needed to be longer. Instead, she chose the scratch the surface of the focal relationships and events in her book. Even with Rumi and Shams, we cannot help feeling rebelled against their lack of compassion for the people they supposed to love and care about. Yes, they were supreme beings, well above the others in terms of spiritual and intellectual maturity and they were obsessed with their newly found bondage for each other in the search of, well, love. No doubt selfishness is a virtue to be learned and we cannot blame Rumi and Shams for pursuing it. Yet, "If you have the capacity to learn and grow and understand us, fine. If not, good luck to you" type of attitude appear to be in contrast with LOVE theme of the book.
Conflicts can also be observed in the 40 rules of love that were scattered throughout the book. Some rules appeared to be in contrast with one another. This is perhaps due to the difficulty, yet also the danger, of embedding bits of a philosophy into a work of fiction. Therefore, I will not pass judgement on Sufism solely based on what I read in this book although I must admit the supernatural stuff, which was not essential to the story line, took me by surprise and I do not know what to make out of it.
This review ended up emphasizing the negatives more than the positives which are bountiful. She is a good story teller with beautiful prose. If you are a lover of philosophical and/or historical novels, this book is full with insight and though provoking, succulent ideas to devour over. So, give it a chance.
However, it was an interesting book to read. As others have written, the chapters represent the different characters in the book telling the story from their perspective. What's nice is that the chapters are not very long - sometimes only two or three pages - so that you are constantly moving from character to character. I might get ridiculed for this, but I thought the story of Ella was very interesting, not chick lit at all.
The "rules of love" that are interspersed throughout the book are thought provoking and make you think how much better a person you would be if you followed them; however, there were times when I thought to myself "enough with the rules already!".
I was torn between giving the book 4 stars or 5 stars. I am glad I read it but would not recommend it to someone as a "must" read. Because of the structure of the book - moving from the present to the past - I couldn't help but compare it to "People of the book" by Geraldine Brooks which is a book I have recommended because of the story line and because it is more historical fiction then this book is. However, I gave it a 5 because I am sure that at least one of those forty rules that I read would guide me to be generous to people!
It was enjoyable, and I would recommend it, particularly to someone who loves Rumi.
Ms. Shafak writes eloquently, and she is able to seamlessly incorporate two stories separated by nearly eight centuries in a way that demonstrates that the challenges of faith and living a life true to one's soul is as thrilling and fulfilling in the 2ist century as it was in the 13th. It seems that it might be no less bloody, too, though the blood spilled in the 21st century is a bit less literal.
I found myself taking notes from this book - writing down the "rules" for my own future reference. It is a book to own and return to over and over, sure to become a classic of modern literature.
Ella Rubenstein is a 40 year old American housewife who is in a marital rut. Married for 20 years, she has a husband who may be unfaithful, three children she runs from place to place, and she longs for something more. Ella accepts a job as a reader for a literary agent, and her first assignment is to read and review an unsolicited manuscript called: Sweet Blasphemy. As she begins her assignment written by a man named Aziz Zahara, she is immediately drawn into the story. It is a story about a world famous poet and Sufi mystic, Rumi, who like Ella struggles with feeling of emptiness and loneliness in his life. In this story Rumi's world is transformed when he meets a whirling dervish known as Shams of Tabritz.
The "forty rules of love" are both timeless and beautifully expressed, so much so, that they begin to deeply effect Ella. Soon she emails the author and they begin a correspondence. She is so taken by what she has read that she begins to wonder if Aziz might be the secret to her happiness, as the Shams of Tabritz was to Rumi in the story.
MY THOUGHTS - This was my first book by this author, but now I am anxious to read her earlier book : The Bastard of Istanbul. I really loved the audio version of this novel. It was read by Laural Merlington who did a terrific job. At first, I was worried that this story might be a sappy romance, but that was not the case at all. The writing was beautiful and lyrical. If I had one small complaint it would be the fact that the author used the word dervish ad nauseam. Seriously, after what seemed like the hundredth time, I started to get a little annoyed. Please don't let this minor complaint discourage you, because it truly is a special book. It's just the type of story that may have the power to transform your life in some small way.
RECOMMENDED - (4.5/5 stars)
One must go back and forth to tackle all differrent stories and characters.
The author obviously did a lot of research while writing which makes it even more meaningful.
The 2 flaws were first that the basic story of the housewife was very boring and I didn't buy the parallel between her and the mystic poet Rumi. He's a real historical character whose poetry has lived for centuries and thrived and she is a boring ordinary person. The other fault, and this one may only reveal my lack of understanding of Sufism, is the problem that those who embrace this mystic religion which preaches love seem to have to abandon their own families in order to find the true love that they seek.
Overall I do recommend the book but give it 4 stars instead of 5 for the reasons I mentioned.
Elif Shafak you are an amazing writer. Thank you for writing this novel. You opened my heart and eyes. It is so wonderful to think love has so much power.
It takes the reader to the world of purity, spirituality and beyond.
I started reading Rumi's poems at very young age.
The endless love and sacrifice of oneself to achieve the highest level of humanity.
That is why I love human race regardless of their color, religion and origins.
Ella is simply not believable in how she relates to Aziz. She is incredibly boring, has by her own admission led an empty life thus far, and yet we are supposed to believe that she can suddenly awaken to life and spirit so wholly that she would be a match for Aziz? I certainly believe that awakening is possible and happens often, but it is a journey that takes time. I have a hard time believing that someone like Aziz, who has put much of his life's effort into his spiritual path and is an insightful character, would be interested in such an in-depth e-mail dialog, let alone more of a relationship, with someone like Ella.
In all honesty, I think that Ella pushes my buttons. I am bothered by how she is supposedly opening her eyes to what is important in life, yet she does not give any thought to her daughter's newly diagnosed eating disorder. I think her process offends my belief that as you grow, you clean up your own back yard rather than become so holier than thou that you think you can just transcend that back yard.
Overall, I like the author's style. I hope that her other books represent more interesting and believable women as much so as she is able to represent the male characters.
The story of Rumi and Shams is told from multiple viewpoints; the chapter title tells you who is speaking. Rumi, Shams, Desert Rose the Harlot, Kerra the wife of Rumi, Suleiman the Drunk, Kimya the girl who falls in love with Shams... and others. The multiple viewpoints give depth and layering to an already complex structure, but Shafak maintains clarity throughout.
Spirituality, more specifically the question "What is true spiritual love?" is the theme throughout the book. Some of the answers are predictable: compassion, oneness. But some are surprising, and for that reason alone the book is worth reading.
It's more than a spiritual quest, though; "The Forty Rules of Love" is just a great story. Get caught up in the characters and it will make you feel, question, wonder, and walk away thoughtfully, with a little more love and compassion of your own.
I soldiered on for a while, ended up skipping the soap opera chapters, but then I had to tackle the shifting narrator--Is he an assassin? Is it the woman? Is it Shams? Is it inn clerk? By the way, the name is Shams Tabrizi and yes it means Shams from Tabriz. But you should just say Shams Tabrizi. If the character was Antonio de Genova or George Londoner that's how you would refer to it. You wouldn't say Antonio of Genova or George of London.
I admire the author's brashness to tackle sufism and Rumi, something that requires extensive scholarly expertise or solid mystic experience. But that's all I admire.
This book is not just about a housewife encountering love, but truly understanding what love is - in all its forms and the most divine kind - spiritual love, which only a few of us can aspire to, and this is why I absolutely loved each page of this book. If only we can make this mandatory reading for all men, perhaps we would have more compassionate society.
Elif - thank you for this wonderful work - it is truly a gift to mankind.
The Ella character is truly annoying. I just kept wanting her to develop into a woman I could respect and like. She simply doesn't ever really step up to her life. The author writes her into a shallow rendition of a life offered by other people, or some fantasy of what life could be like. Come on, Ella, have two very (justifiably) angry children at home - deal with it.
And Shams and Rumi - the characters portrayed within that story ...a prostitute, a drunk and a leper. Really? Hmmm.
For me to recommend it, the book would need a lot more depth.