Friday, January 9, 2009

Eat Pray Love


I got this expecting something else, its been lying around for quite some time . I was supposed to travell to Chennai, and I knew there would be a lot of spare time, picked this. I have this problem of buying a lot of books with all the good intentions, but then I let it gather dust for sometime. Anyways this was supposed to be a travel book but turned out to be much more than a travelogue.
I have read some woman authors but I tend to look at them with a bit of sceptisim, I dont know, my gut feeling is that they dont seem to connect. There is Ayn Rand, Arundhati Roy well just one book of hers "God of Small things" and then Anita Desai , Jhumpa Lehri but thats it more or less. And boy what a book it has turned out to be so far.
When you connect with a book, you understand what she is trying to tell , I couldnt just help but stop and wonder, If I had a laptop, I would have blogged then and there.. so here I am blogging after a tiring journey back to Hyd while the memories are still a bit fresh .

Well for starters she likes Bergman, and that kind of seals it, I am beginning to create a secret society of fellowship, If someone likes Bergman, he/she automatically qualifies to be in that group. Cause unless you have been through those moments of introspection, doubt, existential questions, you cant appreciate Bergman.

Then there are thse moments , where she describes her desire to break free, her love towards David and when she deals with the finality of that not happening, the translation of the tifosi in the Football match and now her pursuit of spirituality. She is now In India and will travel to Indonesia in teh next part of the book.

At least once in your life you should ahve that crises , where the whole world , crumbles all around you, when you are alone , depression and lonliness those two goons follow you, for unless you fall and fall badly how will you appreciate the strength of the inner you. appreciate the people who really matter, appreciate the pure bliss of being. And then that ever present conflict the tug of war between your heart and mind ...

I was so pshyced up while reading it, I had marked those pages, but now I am too tired to quote her here...

No comments: