'Puromi never lies. Time bears us upon a different flag now. Be still, madam. It will grow incandescent. I know it sounds unbearable, this lost day burns all we have known, you and I, in our separate lifetimes. But we are together now. Let it burn. Let it. Don't let fear drag you backwards. The men in my tent died yesterday on this battlefield. I kept myself alive because this must be told. This enchantment is not a wishful dream of heaven. It is the only hope for earth.'h.' When Mariam stops beside Joe Welk, a dying American soldier in Iraq whom she mistakes for her brother, she is entrusted with a diary destined for his unborn child, Alia. In this diary she first hears about the enigmatic god enchanter. What follows is a remarkable story that unfolds in the voices of Alia, her Iraqi family, a saxophonist in New York, an engineer in north India, a maverick environmentalist and others, as their war-torn lives transform when they come in contact with the god enchanter. A haunting novel that spans continents and time, The God Enchanter reinforces the power of love and of the human soul in a world torn apart by a million mutinies.