Saturday, February 10, 2007


[Image courtesy : Giagia, - Catching the sunshine]

The entire beauty of reading a literary classic is that although you’ve never seen those places, never lived in those times, never come across those mannerisms and the like, such rich imagery is painted by the words of the author’s brush that even the blind can see the vivid colors of the narrative. There seems to be a beast on the prowl, teasing your senses. Yet, there is an invisible leash restraining it, letting you savor the suspense of the moment a little longer

Of late, I’ve come off reviews of any kind, and this isn’t a review for this book I’ve been reading (Wuthering heights – Emily Bronte). It’s just that reading a classic after long years had filled me with a sense of déjà vu. Great Expectations by Charles Dickens was the first classic I ever read as part of my syllabus. It had left an indelible impression on my psyche. The description of the moors and the misery of those post-war times made for a depressing picture, which stayed with me for quite some time. Wuthering heights brought back quite a few of those repressed memories of times when love was still a very tender emotion, often more foolish than the brand of “love” we have today. Life was so different back then, when killing time meant reading a lot, going for a ride over the hills, listening to stories with wide-eyed wonder. But what I also realized after the book was that some things remained with us – malice, hatred, jealousy and ego. These carry on to our lives even today.

It seems easy to blame it all on the mythical Pandora’s box, which had contained all the maladies of the world, until one foolish, curious girl opened it and unleashed miseries of all kinds on this world we live in. What we never seem to consider is that even if it were true, what can we do to make things better. Why should we sit and blame others? As someone stated, how much does it take to be nice to others? Does it cost a bomb? Does it require a lot of energy? NO IT DOES NOT! Then why should we scowl and curse and swear and plot and bitch about things, people, events - practically everything under the sun? We don’t like our jobs. We don’t like the people around us. We don’t like the food. We don’t like the place. What IS it that we do like? We harbor a mild revulsion to so many things that we forget the things we like, the things that we love. And we realize that in the quest to be nasty to self and make others’ lives miserable, we’ve forgotten how to live…

Stop complaining – Think of how fortunate you are that things are not worse

Stop fretting – it builds up negative energy within you

Stop being a jerk! – do unto others as you would have them do to you, so if you’re an inconsiderate jerk, don’t blame people when they pull the same on you

Smile – it’s the BEST AND CHEAPEST makeover you can get

Start being good, as much as you can be – everyone out there is, knowingly or subconsciously, craving for appreciation, and it doesn’t hurt to be good to others and give honest compliments. Think before you speak, and phrase your words carefully to make more friends than enemies & disgruntled acquaintances.

You might feel stupid at first, but goodness is contagious, and you can be the initiating catalyst. So maybe you can’t turn the world over, but you can start your humble contributions right away. Be nice. What goes around, comes around

“Measuring life by what OTHERS do for you may disappoint you.
But measuring life by what YOU do for others will add more meaning to your life”

- Unknown


  1. Whoa..a fan of classics! Got to your blog coz' of Idol. I must admit I throughly enjoyed reading it. Oliver twist was my first foray into the world of classics. It's rare that I hear about Bronte sisters or a Dickens from anyone I know these days.

  2. What goes around, comes around. Nice! do u no tht in literature, Katherine and Heathcliff are often seen as each others double. Which is why they never unite in the text.
    Good piece tho!

  3. wow, you are so amaizing...I can't believe how good you are at writing, drawing and singing...I am a big fan from indian idol..your blogs are have inspired me to be good....

  4. Meiynag,
    Yes, "Wuthering Heights" is a beautifully written novel. Emily Bronte captivates the reader with her vivid descriptions of the setting--the landscape, the moors and intertwines her characters with nature. Nature's significance is immense here, she applies the technique of connecting nature to human consciouness. Heathcliff is as formidable as the stormy weather in the book and Cathy too is as unpredictable as the weather.
    Heathcliff is most intriguing despite his bestiality. His is truly a singular characterization and his redeeming quality is his passionate love for Cathy. Such a self -destructive character, made me want to nudge him to lighten up. An unforgettable character, despite his dark side.
    The strength of this story, I think, is in the author's ability to place the reader so convincingly in this morbid yet passionate love story. Also, rather depressing, I had a splitting headache after reading it in the middle of the night and I cried for Heathcliff, that adorable cad, although by the end of the novel I wanted to wring his neck, but then he was already a ghost. Was a few pages too late.
    You might like Charlotte Bronte's "Jane Eyre", one which will transport you to old England, although not sure if it is the kinda novel guys like. Besides, you've hardly got time for your blog, let alone a classic, eh?!!
    Hmm, should I even bother saying "sorry" for crowding your blog again, since I am and will probably be a repeat offender?