I really don't think this should rated as book first of all as it was some horrendous experience. Secondly, since my last 4-5 reads (as I was also reaI really don't think this should rated as book first of all as it was some horrendous experience. Secondly, since my last 4-5 reads (as I was also reading this parallel with 'Man's search for meaning', 'Persepolis',' Mother of 1084' and so on. I went so depressed that even feeling of living is killing me by seeing that in how much agony people in this world have seen. I am very emotional personal and I take the medium of book (Like pain and suffering) very seriously I am not okay since last 10 days with black of storm of emotions whirling around ...
I am especially going to visit 'Mahatma Gandhi Ashram' for 3 days. I really hope I will gain some peace of mind from 'Sabarmat Ashram' at Ahemdabad.
Wow! It was crystal clear liquid moving over rusting surfaces. Sir Coetzee's writing always floats, deflects and with sly polish of meaning, elevates.Wow! It was crystal clear liquid moving over rusting surfaces. Sir Coetzee's writing always floats, deflects and with sly polish of meaning, elevates. That's why I love Coetzee because of my CONNECTION with his writings. This book was unexpectedly good. Detailed review will be soon to come....more
The most shocking betrayal of all time ... This was all I have to say on this.
I really doubt that this has been written by the same writer who has wriThe most shocking betrayal of all time ... This was all I have to say on this.
I really doubt that this has been written by the same writer who has written legendary work like 'Life and Times of Micheal K', 'Youth', 'Disgrace', and 'Boyhood'.
Throughout my reading I was pondering on is it the same Coetzee to whom I adore so much has penned his energy into this book ?
I was so much attracted to the title that it made my expectation very high, but sadly it was no where close to Coetzee's previous work.
I'll rate this book as Zero. But just I love Coetzee a lot and having very high respect for him I'll give it 2 starts.
“I sold flowers. I didn't sell myself. Now you've made a lady of me I'm not fit to sell anything else.”
“Happy is the man who can make a living by his“I sold flowers. I didn't sell myself. Now you've made a lady of me I'm not fit to sell anything else.”
“Happy is the man who can make a living by his hobby”
“I can't turn your soul on. Leave me those feelings; and you can take away the voice and the face. They are not you.” ― George Bernard Shaw, Pygmalion
Considering this book, of long back era, and hence ignoring the fact that I have seen this story in N number of movies brfore I read this. I would not have liked the ending if in the end Higgin would have married to Eliza ... I liked its ending a lot where the meaning was clearing squeezed out of story : 'Don't change yourself. BE WHAT YOU ARE'.
The punches, the taunts, the delights and more than anything phonetics were clearly embedded in the story. ...more
'Disbelief is more resistant than faith because it is sustained by the senses.'
'The Enemy makes better use of our intelligence than of our errors.'
'Do 'Disbelief is more resistant than faith because it is sustained by the senses.'
'The Enemy makes better use of our intelligence than of our errors.'
'Dominga de Adviento, a black women, believed in two religions at the same time because what she did not find in one faith was there in the other.'
'Dulce Olivia found consolation in nostalgia of her unrequited love.'
Once I was speaking to my room-mate. I told him about the helplessness of people in India ... Sometimes their senses are so raped by the misery or misshaping around them that they loss touch with realities and go into the pangs of blind-faith and people under such circumstances are ready to do anything that they were told ... even to kill their daughter or pet animal or anything that was suggestive to them ... The witnesses are already the ongoing TRP's of crime shows on TV. (The overall gist was people can do anything when they situations are very unforgiving and unfavorable)
My room-mate handed me a para from this book and he requested me to read the para : He was, in reality referring to the poor Christians of every color, in the slums and in the countryside, who had the courage to poison the food of their rabid kin in order to spare them ghastly death ( the book is on backdrop of endemic of rabbis so people are killing the victim so that this contagious disease would not spread further) ... At the end of the previous century an entire family HAD CONSUMED POISONED SOUP BECAUSE NONE OF THEM HAD THE HEART TO POISON ONLY A 5 YEAR OLD BOY.
And I shut my mouth after reading this.
The first thing, that my senses were unable to understand was that, how Gabriel Garcia Marquez was able to discover such bigger characters with hearts bigger than Jupiter in very small association , or to say artistry of words. This book, I would say, was exemplary piece of emotion. The entire plot of a girl bitten by a dog, vulnerable to rabbis, and the remnant journey which flip-flops on faith and disbelief ... The test of god and stigma in some older Christian beliefs ... but more than anything ... there was irrepressible human condition of love. ...more
"We were not made for the same road"... Yesterday I picked this book. Yesterday I finished it. Some books are made for transporting you into some othe"We were not made for the same road"... Yesterday I picked this book. Yesterday I finished it. Some books are made for transporting you into some other world. At the time of reading, when I was just about to finish it ... The book had so appealing effect on me that ... I lost in different country of sensation inside me, I don't know what was it but certainly the overwhelming was lurking on the line between consciousness and unconsciousness ... which when came in sync with present world, I thought... Oh my good, there is certain live spirit breathing inside me... May be one day I will die, and yet I am living with the exact knowledge that day will definitely come and until then, life rolls back and forth on the same spool, each day we would be scrubbed like pencil eraser. And we will be all, one day become the prey of predator - which is time itself.
Here in this book, the sketch was very simple outline of two persons, Vladamir and Estragon, waiting for Godot. Very unclear, absurd and yet easy, time playing tricks on them ... After 'The Stranger' By Albert Camus I think this is the book which was able to bring my soul outside of my body for a while. It was presentation of life where everywhere is nowhere and each day is everyday. How does it matter whether we MOVE or STAND still ?
One day he went dumb, one day I went blind, one day we'll go deaf, one day we were born, one day we shall die, the same day, the same second, is that not enough for you?
The following section I am taking from the book to highlight the nuance of seriousness clubbed in the comical part of the book :
VLADIMIR: Will night never come? All three look at the sky. POZZO: You don't feel like going until it does? ESTRAGON: Well you see— POZZO: Why it's very natural, very natural. I myself in your situation, if I had an appointment with a Godin . . . Godet . . . Godot . . . anyhow, you see who I mean, I'd wait till it was black night before I gave up. (He looks at the stool.) I'd very much like to sit down, but I don't quite know how to go about it. ESTRAGON: Could I be of any help? POZZO: If you asked me perhaps.
After some time
ESTRAGON: Come come, take a seat I beseech you, you'll get pneumonia. POZZO: You really think so? ESTRAGON: Why it's absolutely certain. POZZO: No doubt you are right. (He sits down.) Done it again! (Pause.) Thank you, dear fellow. (He consults his watch.) But I must really be getting along, if I am to observe my schedule. VLADIMIR: Time has stopped. POZZO: (cuddling his watch to his ear). Don't you believe it, Sir, don't you believe it. (He puts his watch back in his pocket.) Whatever you like, but not that. ESTRAGON: (to Pozzo). Everything seems black to him today. POZZO: Except the firmament. In Hindi I used to say 'Khatarnaak' ... Dangerously encrypted.
Coetzee, for me is really an angel. He knows how to touch the heart. Most of the sections of the book were so absorbing that I felt the need to pause Coetzee, for me is really an angel. He knows how to touch the heart. Most of the sections of the book were so absorbing that I felt the need to pause for a moment to breath.
His tender heart, Summer Vacations on farms, money crisis of childhood, love for books, sport fanaticism, bully kids in school, attention on wealthy kids in school, scout guiding, differences between Catholics and Jews, mother's love and her sacrifices for him, fantasies during school days for sex and how babies come, the blood of white and black people, Afrikaans and Coetzee's unwillingness to acceptance or denial of their culture, English culture and urge to into sophisticated meshes of it, burning of heart by seeing poor people, animal killing, death of an Aunt abandoned in obscurity of illness and funeral and later dead display of emotions, thirst for ambition, ineptitude of playing outdoor games, mediocrity in school...
It was exactly my story, at most of the places.... Except the place, time, people but same idiosyncrasy, interest... I really wish I could meet Coetzee one day and tell him how I felt the resemblance of my childhood in this book.
Coetzee, for me, is JESUS.
There was no story but profoundly strewn descriptions...
This book is LEGENDARY. I reread this LEGENDARY book last week a and there is only one word that can substitute the blank for it-LEGENDARY.
I, before my This book is LEGENDARY. I reread this LEGENDARY book last week a and there is only one word that can substitute the blank for it-LEGENDARY.
I, before my death, want to meet JM Coetzee once in my life. A great book ......more
The worst worst worst worst worst worst ... worst book EVER written on planet. It killed my brain. I don't know what was like-able in this entire crapThe worst worst worst worst worst worst ... worst book EVER written on planet. It killed my brain. I don't know what was like-able in this entire crap of words.
I read its summary from various sites and its wikipedia... I would rather recomment to eat that only. I REGRET I lost 1 precious day of my life on this thing....more
“The world is all fucked up, where a man travels in 1st class and literature treated as freight.”
I started reading this book when I read about Sir Sal“The world is all fucked up, where a man travels in 1st class and literature treated as freight.”
I started reading this book when I read about Sir Salman Rushdie's views about it. For this book Gabriel Garcia Marquez won Noble Prize. All I say, this book is itself one complete generation of human race. Time is fluid-people said about it. Not for Love Story Type People. It is the story of six generations, in a newly formed town called Macondo, All six generation in this book share same four names in all hierarchies, completely in shadows of obscure knowledge, cut from world. One day when Gypsies with their magical tricks went there it changed the fate of this family. The book was as large that at many instants you may forget about a character of it and re-draw again a mental map.
Insomnia plague, Civil war, prostitution, and overcoming the state of solitude. There is a big list. You can read Bible (If those you haven't yet)... It covered the same illusions of people and their vagaries.
I felt 'Solitude' in most every page of it. Solitude, which was crushed in grinder, re-mixed with different characters, and remolded in different forms.
Fear-Amranta was weaving her own shroud and un-do it on night and it was her task to cut the skin for pain to absolve the ghost of Solitude.
Flying carpets, hidden manuscripts, whores, vendettas, god, bible, Noah’s ark... This book had all but entire theme I guess was dedicate the Human Fear of Unending Solitude.
I forgot the characters as soon as I moved on to next generations, in similar way as generations forbidden their own origins. Every character, every detail, every eccentricity, and every element that could scratch human soul was what I found in this book.
I really doubt that I can write something this profound absolvent of human complexities in my entire life. Now I will also read all GGM book and now I know and even I comment that even the Noble Prize was very less on the status of this book....more
I just finished this book. But it is still just stuck inside my heart. The human lives at the end just went like a dog, all in state of misery, lootedI just finished this book. But it is still just stuck inside my heart. The human lives at the end just went like a dog, all in state of misery, looted, lost all their charm. Disgraced. I am deeply inflicted. I am still numb while thinking on it. Disgrace is a book, I will much say, searing the pain and bringing blood from soul. English usage in the book is of, most perfect that I have seen in my life.
Those who want understand the deeper desires of life. Please go through Disgrace.
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