The Sorrow of War

With “The Sorrow of War”, Bao Ninh has become an Asian literary phenomenon, captivating Western critics and being compared with Erich Maria Remarque. However, regardless of the similarities between Bao Ninh and the German anti-war writer, I still think it is unnecessary to compare the two authors and the work, because the work itself has brought its own breath. it, and it’s hard to put them on the scale and ponder. But it is also impossible not to admit, that “The Sorrow of War” was a completely new war novel, completely different from any previous novel about the Vietnam War and even a novel about the war. after that.

Bao Ninh used a narrative narrative in a non-selective timeline to lead the reader into the endless, sad, and haunting reminiscences of the character Kien about war, about people, about love. Kien, like many people who grew up from the war, was devastated by the war, and finally, forever carried in his heart the scars that never healed from the war, faced and told about the past. sincerely and honestly. Rather, it seems that he did not tell, but he lived in it, Kien will probably forever live in the war, when he returns to reality is when he died, his whole life was encapsulated in years of glorious but painful past and layers of tragedies stretched on.

War is devastating, it not only destroys the life of Kien, the life of Phuong, or the lives of the characters in the story, but it also destroys the life of anyone who ever walks through it. It destroys peace, destroys humanity, destroys the purity of soul and body, leaving nothing behind. It stretches its stinky, dirty, black talons wherever it brings with it wilting, wilting, death, and loss. Bao Ninh has opened before the reader a naked truth about war, where he does not allow us to retreat from reality, does not allow us to think differently, no allows us to maintain our dualistic beliefs about right and wrong, even though he has never denied its justification. By going back and forth to Kien’s glorious past, even though haunted by the immorality and inhumanity of the war, he couldn’t tear himself away from the common joy of the nation when he believed that justice had won. . Only, when people have stepped through the pain of the chaotic times to move forward, the soldiers who came out of that war, whether injured or healthy, have forever carried their injuries. soul that there is no way to heal. The war tore apart all the good that remained in the human soul, it did not allow one to rejoice or be happy long enough before once again rushing to destroy the last part of the person. Living in the midst of that war, people are forced to think about sacrifice, because it is the noblest thing that seems closest to humanity to cling to, because without it, people will only be “children” only a fragment of the ‘person’ part remains.

The more we see war from different angles, no matter how we look at it, it can only be seen with the eyes of an outsider, the more we can’t allow ourselves to see war in the same way. about the just and the unjust, and even more unable to forgive myself for having once held the naive belief that some war is just. Because when we only look at the war from its just side and forget its basic humanity, morality, and moral aspects, we are indirectly denying the real, smoldering destruction. and its deep, long-lasting, also means denying the souls it has torn, devoured, and shredded in its savage and cruel mill. And if we continue to live without ignoring that painful lesson of history, then war will never end in this world, between this human race.

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