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Friday, June 21, 2013

A Thousand Splendid Suns

I don't know what captivated me in this book.The narration, the story, the characterization, the impossible possibilities, the ugly truths of life, the unnatural twists that turn the life so naturally, the unacceptable acceptances, the simple complexities, the complex compromises..the list goes on..
It left me with the same feeling as his first novel, "The Kite Runner".
Deeply and immensely touched!!!
He made me walk through the book, their lives.Mariam and laila, the two imposing characters..
As I started reading, their every small detail in life, every emotion, every struggle became mine as much as theirs.Situations and lives which are impossible to even imagine came alive before my eyes. I could see how a happy kids life with rainbows in the eyes, dreams of a colorful future can lay shattered and transform into ugly possibilities. How easily with time, memories and dreams can be betrayed and how easily time can make anything and any level of ugliness a stoic acceptability in life. For sometime it pained me so bad that I just closed my eyes not able to accept what I was reading, half wishing that he should have written that differently, like it was impossible to accept such life and compromise, Was wishing that,may be in the next few pages I will find something pleasant than the harsh truths. But when something is inevitable, it becomes a habit even when imposed! what a harsh truth to know!!! Yes, its not a pleasant read. The book will torment you, torture you and will affect you intensely. I felt a deep seated pain, A repugnant helplessness directed towards life, the laws of nature, the human behavior itself. Life had been this way since its inception. Hardly some of us will get lucky to make it take course as per our whims and fancies.
Its very difficult to put it in words what I felt after reading this book.For some it may sound morose, disagreeable and cantankerous. It is , I agree but its an experience to be transported into a different life and to live it in this life. Those few hours that you read this novel you can experience that.A compelling, captivating narrator as he is, Mr. khaled hosseini, he mesmerizes, enthralls and finally enslaves us to his simplicity of story telling. Its as if he devised a key to our hearts and have a knowledge of whats in there and how to reach out. He found that universal language of expression that can connect anyone, anywhere,anytime , in any country or in any religion.
This book gave me a few of those very rare moments in life where I stood happy, thankful and blessed for what I am and I have got in life and fortunate for what I am not and haven't got exposed to and my heart filled with empathy, compassion and gratitude for life. Am glad I read this..

Thursday, December 1, 2011

There it was!
weaved with desire,
the tapestry of colors on a fine silk of time.

It was awed by the beauty,
forgot to be preserved,
caught in a tug of war,
abandoned to the silence of time.

And so will it come to be..
torn to pieces by its fangs alone.

And with the time conquered and shred,
there will be left nothing, but the colors.

Don't let it happen.
you don't know what will be left.
Tarnished memories and suspended strings of remorse.

Don't let them fade.....

Tuesday, November 29, 2011

The Fountainhead

A book I was amused about..
A book I wanted to read some 15years back,but could never get myself to it..
A book I always thought is very overrated..
A book I thought is impossible to finish...

I finished that book finally and in one stretch!! Every possible notion I had about the book is probably reversed.
And am very glad I could do it at last.

Aynrand..What could I think of her?!
I was never much into novels and works of fiction. But she changed my idea of fiction. She created a wonderful world for me and for every reader who happens to enter her world. A world where I have found a respite from the real world for a few days and wish to dwell there forever. Such a beautiful world it is!!
Once I finished reading and was back into reality, it was very hard.I, so want to go there all over again. May be she hypnotizes the reader into her magic-realism. Actually what she speaks there isn't any fiction in the real sense. Its just the world around us and what and how a man should be. Its as simple. But since man has complicated his world and has gone too far from reality, this indeed appears like a fictitious world. There indeed are some very ideal people and situations and certain other aspects, which aren't discussed in detail. And there are some abrupt endings too.Some things where it does appear like fiction, but by far if we take the gist of the novel she had in her mind, she 'created', or may be I should say, she 'rediscovered' a philosophy which man forgot about himself.

Its neither theism nor atheism..And I cant say it as agnostic too.Its the culmination of everything.
Its the man as an end in himself.
Its about the obvious and for the people who can't realize it,its the mystic, for the people who are living it, its neither..its just the truth of their life.

To say it in her words,
"Man is a heroic being,with his own happiness as the moral purpose of his life, with productive achievement as his noblest activity, and reason as his only absolute."
I don't think I can sum it up in any better words than the creator herself!!

And about the book and characters..
Well I can write another book myself. But that will wait, till I go through the journey again and may be another time too till I get enough of them to my hearts content...
For now am in love with them. :)

Friday, November 11, 2011

Rock star


Had been to this movie yesterday.Was very skeptical while going.
18reels,2 and half hours and a single person in all frames..But,Ranbir really rocked as the rockstar. I never got to see ranbir in any frame. Its only Jordan..And thats the best thing I can say about him.Wonder how he carried himself and dint let the energy levels stoop anywhere till the end either to him or to the people watching him.Rehmans music and mohit chauhan's voice,kudos to him,took it to the zenith.But its imtiaz ali who made me connect to such a weird character despite his complicated screenplay.Am still marvelling at his skills to make me connect to a rockstar!! The background score scintillates and tingles our senses.Nargis is fresh and sweet and her smile adds a positive vibe. The movie casts its impression for anyone who watches it. It did to me and the after taste is a sweet pain which is here to stay.
 Recommended.:)

Saturday, October 22, 2011

No one is infallible,
As man by nature is incorrigible.
A puzzle with no single solution,
the journey of this life is just a delusion!

when it has to end it will,
but there is never a single straight road until
Numerous are the choices to name,
Wonder then, what is it that can hold us in the same?!

Belief, faith and trust to name a few,
If only you have the love to give.
But whom can we put to blame,
when life in itself is a game!!


Thursday, October 20, 2011

stilled is the time,
as your presence graces mine.
but stretched it seems, 
as the dark and light teams!


Those tender,dark hands,when they lull,
with the touch as ripe and full..
you cast your spell,
and in the dreams, I begin to dwell.


I cup my hands,
and try to drink the darkness,
eyes drop heavy,
and like a feather,I levy!


Visiting the exquisite unseens,
just as I entwine in sleep,
there you empty my chalice,
and bring me back to this malice!


Alas! the sun has to rise!
And its always time to arise!!

Saturday, June 26, 2010

Distances...

Images cast of a mosaic of shattered glass,slave to the dancing lites.
Shadows of winding distances mocking the fleeting gaps...
The stuttering lite struggling to be in the overpowering darkness ..
And then there is the U in me , strong and resolute!

A journey through known and unknown,
Sitting at the verge, unable to relegate either,
The twilight casting weird shadows,
The distorted clarity creating choas,
While the stuttering hope's inclined to the known...
But it unawares, is fleeting the distances, dancing to the tunes of fate?!

The mirror shattered still wants to grab and harbor the image,
As unaltered, strong and resolute as ever..

Is it the distance, mosaic, lite or the unknown?!