Pakastani Authors......

In an attempt to find out more about english language authors of Pakistani origin I tried to dig out a list of names. Quite surprisingly the result was very impressive. We have a considerable number of writers for fiction and non-fiction both as well as for poetry. Many political comentaries, religious works, travelogues, poetry collections and novels and short story collections have been published. What was quite disappointing was the fact that a significant number of these authors are based out side Pakistan and publish their works from their host countries. One such name is that of Adam Zameenzad, who although of Pakistani origin, has no links whatsoever with his parent country. So much so that hardly anyone save for those in the literary scene know of this talented writer. This is what I found on his official website.
Adam Zameenzad was born in Pakistan and spent his early childhood in Nairobi. He went to university in Lahore, Pakistan, becoming a lecturer there. He then took two years off to travel around Europe and the Americas before coming to live and work in the UK.
He has had five novels published: The Thirteenth House (winner of the David Higham Prize); My Friend Matt and Hena the Whore; Love, Bones and Water; Cyrus Cyrus; Gorgeous White Female. His latest work is Pepsi and Maria, a novel about the lives of street children.
His novels have been translated into many languages. In his writings he tends to portray the lives of social outcasts, loners, losers, the deprived and the dispossessed. He aims to give voice to the voiceless, reshape and re-form those distorted by time and circumstance, embrace the rejects of this world, dignify 'trash' - white, tinted or tainted - and make visible the invisible.
He has also had many short stories published in many anthologies, and poems in certain magazines
To get to know this author better, I emailed him to ask more about his latest work and whether any of his writings have been inspired from Pakistan. This is what he said:PEPSI and MARIA, my last book, is about street children in Latrin America in
general, though mostly inspired by Mexico in particular.
Unfortunately my books are not generally available. I am one of those
writers who, for better or worse, get good critical acclaim, but do not sell
in great quantity. Most likely because I write about the troubled and
unfortunates of the world, not very popular in the current celebrity
obsessed consumerist culture of the west. Neither do Pakistanis or Indians
find me entirely acceptable as I often, though not always, write about the
sufferings of all kinds of people, all over the world, regardless of colour
or ethinicity. Some find it a betrayal of my homeland. That is not my
intention or disposition. It is just that human suffering, poverty and
oppression anywhere and everywhere concern me rather passionately.
As to whether writers from the old Indian sub-continent receive any
recognition, it chiefly depends on whether they make money or not. That
applies to native western writers as well. Everything these days is 'market
orientated', which means how it sells. That might seem a bit cynical, but is
a fact recognised by most concerned. It is getting more and more difficult
even to get publoished unless publishers can smell money. No longer is it
the decision of an editor as to the literary qualities of a manuscript. The
decision is taken by a board of directors, the final say being with
accountants.

