The Autobiography of a Spy



23 January 2012

My Silent War by Kim Philby has been recently translated into Persian by Arash Tahmasebi. The book is Philby's personal memoirs of his spying activities for the Soviet government.

IBNA: In fact, the book is not Philby's autobiography; rather, it is his accounts of his activities in the British intelligence service for the Soviet government.

In an interview with IBNA, Tahmasebi said that My Silent War recounts on the Five Cambridge Friends ring, which comprised four British security members and Philby, a soviet liaison. Indeed, he was the ringleader of the legendary Cambridge spies. As his link with the soviet army was betrayed, he defected to Moscow to live under the aegis of KGB. Stayed there until his death in misery and destitute.

My Silent War is a documented report containing a part of Philby's actions. It is written in a simple language and all the events are narrated like a story.

The book was posthumously published in the UK with a preface by Graham Greene.

The Persian rendition of the book will be marketed in Iran by Farhang Javid publication center.



 
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