I write for the individuals who find themselves lost in the soaring waves of the sea world. For them, who are no-faced on the stage of this world theater. Yet, the ones who aspire to be the directors here. For they are the better perceivers.
Wednesday, June 30, 2010
Old and Aged Days
Remember the grey floors in an old building. Where the corridors run from one corner to another through dancing and inebriated steps? Small rooms with tattering furniture, where the students don’t sit, they fall back in the uncouth plastic or wooden chairs. Classes, classes dusters, earphones, cells and books and registers without pens. Friends come so close that scarcely you can have a place to sit alone. Talks mature with the texts, thoughts improved with discussions. Life was still at Orkut, without the facebook interruptions. The world was still measurable with the Literature, news and boyfriends/girlfriends. Days were really old… untouched by the supreme technologies and knowledge instead of intelligence playing its role….
Wednesday, June 23, 2010
A Preview to the Readers of Joseph Heller’s Catch 22
The god is dead, and the world has lost its meaning. People are going frantic, and the circulation in their talks and action represents a static state of mind. Words can be read as devoid of the basic ingredients ‘meaning’. These words are a state of mind, what they are living. Yossarian has inherited the loss to have his soul berserk. Catch 22 revolves around Joseph Heller’s truth. The truth that was shared by all the people around him during the period of world war in 18th century. When actions and meaning have reduced to the level of nothingness. A non conformism to the theory of life and spirit, spirituality and dignity. He chooses to call this novella a ‘polymesmeric novel that no one can ever forget’. An obvious excitement would be with the question “Why can’t it be forgotten?”. Well, because it chooses to touch the deeper meaning of life, which was subdued under the bombardments and the clashes of swords! At any other time, Mesmeric would mean something positive. I am still reading the novel. It’s an experience to read and live the meaningless, purposelessness and sheer negation of sense. When the only reason behind the action and words is the ‘Waiting”. What defines waiting ? “Different meaning shall come out of different psyche. Gosh!! There is so much to drill into.
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