Being a History Majors student, I always assumed there was nothing more to know about Bhagat Singh, nothing that I already didn't know about. I knew h...moreBeing a History Majors student, I always assumed there was nothing more to know about Bhagat Singh, nothing that I already didn't know about. I knew he was an atheist,that somewhere inside, he was a Communist and that despite the fact he wasn't older than I am when he was hanged, he was quite learned.
What I discovered after reading this pamphlet, however, was exactly how much of a Communist,an atheist and how learned he was! Reading this was like having a tête-à-tête with Bhagat Singh, like hearing his voice, his views and his thoughts in person. I almost felt like I was sitting in front of him in his cramped little prison cell, listening to him, and not in front of my computer, merely reading words. It isn't like any essay I've ever read before.
I guess what left me slightly dissatisfied was the illusion of him talking to me was so strong throughout, I missed and almost grudged the possibility of putting forth some of my own views. There are things he could have explained better, arguments, that did seem like they were written down in a haste and certain points, I felt, he didn't really give much thought to. However, at the same time, Bhagat Singh grew on me as a person. Funny, until now, he had just been a Revolutionary Hero in my head! (less)
I was quite shocked by the number of negative reviews people gave this book. Some of the worst things I have come across were, "Atwood didn't go to th...moreI was quite shocked by the number of negative reviews people gave this book. Some of the worst things I have come across were, "Atwood didn't go to the recent scholarly articles on the life of Penelope," "She ignored recent research on The Odyssey," "The whining got to me!"
Here's an archaeologist's retort to all the bile:
LATEST SCHOLARLY ARTICLES!!!Are you kidding me?She was writing a BOOK, a work of FICTION, not a bloody dissertation on "What can we find out about Penelope from the recent researches on The Odyssey?" Since the novel is a work of FICTION and does not claim to historically correct or an authentic source of reference on Penelope, will you just shut up about it? You cannot quote Atwood's novel as a source, you cannot use it a reference,the author never asked you to and I think the publishers made it quite clear that the Cannongate Myth Series are the authors' own interpretations and take on various myths.
Having said that, nothing about the content is historically incorrect! The book remains faithful to The Odyssey and just tells the whole story from Penelope's perspective. So sorry Atwood didn't pay attention to "recent scholarly work" but well, it wasn't her job, just like it wasn't T.E. Lawrence or E.V. Rieu's job to go into the authenticity of The Odyssey while translating it. Like I said, it wasn't a dissertation, merely the same story from Penelope's perspective.
As for the whining bit, I'd like to see you read The Secret Life of Bees. And is that all you could see in the book? You missed the part about how Penelope stood up to the Suitors, and the whole point about whether a princess or a slave girl, woman was never better off than the other? That she was sexually exploited, bought, sold, used like a commodity? You missed the whole bit about how in a patriarchal society a man self appoints himself as the custodian of a woman's fate? Just because Atwood was faithful about the bit that Penelope was a half-Naiad and hence prone to being emotionally vulnerable? What a reader that makes you.
I think if you're going to read this book as a source on Greek Mythology, you'll be disappointed. Read it like a story. Read it as if you were Penelope. For once, wear her shoes and don't act like a 'know-it-all' on Greek Mythology! Shut that part of your brain and you'll see why I liked this book!
And here I was thinking only Tim Burton's movies can haunt you! Here's a fun fact: his poetry is just as eccentric and just as amusing; in some respec...moreAnd here I was thinking only Tim Burton's movies can haunt you! Here's a fun fact: his poetry is just as eccentric and just as amusing; in some respects even more demented.
No, do not go for the book if you're looking for some serious poetry. Go for it if you enjoy crazy, funny things like books by Roald Dahl or quite simply love Tim Burton the way I do.
Not everyone's cup of tea, this one but a small insight into Tim's awesomely imaginative brain!(less)
The day I finished with The Prophet I thought I'd never read anything quite like it and that saddened me greatly. How wrong I had been!
The Garden o...moreThe day I finished with The Prophet I thought I'd never read anything quite like it and that saddened me greatly. How wrong I had been!
The Garden of The Prophet is every bit as amazing and soothing for the soul as The Prophet was and there were parts that seemed to be written especially for me.
Continuing from where The Prophet ended, this book begins with Almustafa returning to his homeland. The words and the thoughts that follow talk about distances, departures, farewells and homecomings. They talk about the transience of beauty and the about despair in abundance-things that make you see life with a different point of view.
I would agree with you if you tell me that in poetic merit it doesn't rival nor stands equal to The Prophet but, if, for a moment, these books are treated as separate works, which they are, it is both unfair and wrong to even venture a comparison.
Without doubt, The Best Read of 2014. Highly recommended!(less)
Call me a 'Murakami maniac' but I love the way this man writes and something in me died when he didn't he get the Nobel Prize, even though feminism...moreCall me a 'Murakami maniac' but I love the way this man writes and something in me died when he didn't he get the Nobel Prize, even though feminism did a Hula-Hoop for Alice Munro!
LEAVING all that aside, Samsa in Love was a story I nicked out of someone's FB profile, and read on a night Sleep couldn't find a way to seduce me stealthily! And it touched a chord at once. Though slightly long and highly descriptive, Samsa... is a story of a cockroach that wakes up one morning to find itself transformed into a human being named Gregor Samsa and among all the things it discovers/learns about humans, like how to walk on two feet, the importance of dressing up, the GINORMOUS appetite of humans, it also discovers something it couldn't have ever come across as an insect:love!
No, I don't agree that love is an emotion unique to humans alone! I have had dogs all my life, for God's sake. And yes, I think it's presumptuous to assume that we're the only animals to harbour that feeling. (Animal cognition might be more advanced than we give it credit for. We Palaeolithic archaeologists argue about that almost everyday!)
Despite that, there's something heart-warming about this story, something that makes you want to laugh as you might at the innocence of a baby and cry as you might at something that makes you realise how complicated, how distant we humans have become from things that come into us quite naturally and how we have stopped listening to our own hearts.
Yes, that is what Samsa in Love is all about, about innocence, about sincerity of emotions and pure, honest actions arising out of feelings and not need! Funny, how much a short story can say! (less)