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The Mosquito Coast By Paul Theroux – a Book Review By Mahbubul Karim (Sohel) July 25, 2009 How paranoia can grip and strangle the lives of a family, where imposed fear, albeit hyperbolic, but made real sounding with constant uttering, are deftly told by the author Paul Theroux in this story of adventure, inventions, pain and scavengers. Tones are dramatic in the Mosquito Coast, especially, the grim episodes surrounding the demise of ice maker, are unforgettable. When facing the invasion by the “city boys” with guns, the “fadder”, Allie Fox, the chattering and towering central character of this marvellous book, tries to protect his sanctuary built in jungle of Honduras. Here is an excerpt: “See, around here, if there’s no rain, there’s nothing to eat. Ask anyone. We’re down to our last provisions. The ants are all over the place. Our river’s turned into a creek. The next time you come, things will be different.” “Where are your Zambus?” Father wrinkled his nose. “Probably

Toast By Mahbubul Karim (Sohel) July 5, 2009-07-05 Here is a toast, burnt and toasted Crumbled edges Look like granular hedges Here is a toast, charred and boasted Silence brings half empty glass Meandering hobo’s pointless return To crumbled edges Look like granular hedges Here is a toast, charred and boasted Burnt and toasted Morning cacophony, glaring alarm clock Bring back half filled glass Mineral of fluid Rancid exodus From flocking crass In the greenest of the greenest grass Heaps of dying beetles In morbid warfare With robust ants and bugs of fiddles Here is a toast, burnt and toasted Crumbled edges Look like secular pledges Here is a toast, charred and boasted Before galloping molars Disintegrate granules of toast Into mashed and muddy coast Here is a toast No more No more