True, your hair, short-cropped, and your expansive chest-the chest, I would say, of a man who bench-presses regularly, and maxes out well above two-twenty-five-are typical of a certain type of American but then again, sportsmen and soldiers of all nationalities tend to look alike. Nor was it your dress that gave you away a European tourist could as easily have purchased in Des Moines your suit, with its single vent, and your button-down shirt. How did I know you were American? No, not by the color of your skin we have a range of complexions in this country, and yours occurs often among the people of our northwest frontier. I noticed that you were looking for something more than looking, in fact you seemed to be on a mission, and since I am both a native of this city and a speaker of your language, I thought I might offer you my services. Do not be frightened by my beard: I am a lover of America. Read moreĮXCUSE ME, SIR, but may I be of assistance? Ah, I see I have alarmed you. And Changez’s own identity is in seismic shift as well, unearthing allegiances more fundamental than money, power, and maybe even love. But in the wake of September 11, Changez finds his position in his adopted city suddenly overturned, and his relationship with Erica shifting. He thrives on the energy of New York, and his budding romance with elegant, beautiful Erica promises entry into Manhattan society at the same exalted level once occupied by his own family back in Lahore. At the top of his class at Princeton, he is snapped up by an elite valuation firm. He begins to tell the story of a man named Changez, who is living an immigrant’s dream of America. The elegant and compelling novel about a Pakistani man’s abandonment of his high-flying life in New York-an extraordinary portrait of a divided and yet ultimately indivisible world in America post-9/11.Īt a café table in Lahore, a bearded Pakistani man converses with an uneasy American stranger.
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