“The Boy In The Striped Pyjamas”
The boy in striped pyjamas is one book that really touched my heart and I am sure it would to anyone who reads it. The beautifully constructed story is edified from Bruno, a nine year old boy’s point of view. This aspect of the book let it stand out from most other holocaust literature. Bruno’s vision and understanding of things like any other nine year old’s is very innocent and naive, possessing childish sweetness that brings the reader a strong feeling of nostalgia.
The boy’s puerile thinking about the cruelest things Nazis were doing to the Jews and lack of reasoning that grown ups possess to distinguish between things accretes to the description of the tale a unique novelty. The author does a brilliant job in taking the reader through various emotions of Bruno with an underlying aim to acquaint the boy firmly and to accustom the surrounding happenings.
John Boyne compounds a beautifully scintillating story that would grip the reader till the end where the book turns out to be a complete tragedy starkly shocking the reader shaking all the feelings bounteously accumulated towards the boy and the story.
The story set in Germany in the Nazi era scales the peaks of emotional states, sentimentally triggering the reader with Bruno’s friendship with ‘the boy in the striped pyjamas’ and the shape it takes before it cruelly terminates into nothingness. The book doesn’t fail in stingingly paining the reader’s heart in the end to an amount where he/she would despise the author for doing it. This type of feeling is achieved not by many a book out there.
All being said, for a beautiful read that really touches the heart and leaves the reader yearning to lapse back to innocently reasonless world of childhood, no other book can surpass “The Boy in the Striped Pyjamas”. This heart-breaking tale is one that is told in a million years. This story has to be read and felt at least once in a lifetime for otherwise would be a great mistake.