Sunday, 10 May 2015

Beloved by Toni Morrison

So, the initial lines proceeded up to few pages gave me the idea this is --- Ah well, but before that, i struck upon some link.. a paper's abstract contemplating and pondering on the 'red' that fumbled into frequent useage in the work. Red- danger, blood, romantic love? Just what it means? There is much figuring to be done. And it's the first time I struck upon the scheme that the author may employ colors as codes in his work. So, these points were enough to plunge me into curiosity. So, the next thing every curious person does is nay not stumble upon, but choose that for a reading. The sordid, and the dark aspect of it.. i wanted to discover it of my own discretion. So, i began reading this work: "Beloved" by Toni Morrison. The title aspires some dedication by indication or by spirits. So, the spirits are always urged into pursuing fellow beings. But I was disappointed. Not may be the negroes aspect of it; for the language of Africans, and more than that it was US, and I am toned into the habit of UK works. And then the confusion whether it was a narrator, or the character that were speaking. At some points it was hard to detect. Though to tell you, i am implanting the same tech- in my fiction work ..hehe. To a paranormal degree blending the spirit of narrator and narration.. to the point that narrator and character becomes as one, and then they part, and then they unite again. Real odd, eh? Haha. But its interesting, my fiction piece to my impression. Lol, now i am reviewing Toni's work or my own? Ok, so the click point that put me to a halt to proceed with reading was the purging romance of indiscreet sort. And thereby summed up, my brief review ends here.

If you struck up some interesting read, recommend me too. It would be a pleasure. But hey, my spirits enjoy more in the discovery of it than its perusal ! Hehe.

Cheers~

P.S
And oh, please don't mind my queer writing style.

Wednesday, 29 April 2015

Tess! forgiveness does not apply to the case-

Social case or intellectual one?

Thats the dialogue of Angel Clare- ..where Tess pleads for forgiveness, but man is a man. Yet more than a man, his 'idea' was broken where his soggy lil heart shrunken under the luggage of his reason- found her guilty, ..a grotesque irony it makes ma'am. The suspicion of deceit when the hope is there is like a slap to your senses. The case, yes apply to neither social nor intellectual but the culmination of hope that set hold a castle of 'ideal-image'. That 'idea' believed was now questioned in foundation? The disappointment vent  in forms as deluding it a matter of principle, social, or intellect maybe. But the hysteria, the hysteric laughter of his that follows gives the reader sight into his conduct that the 'idea' recognized hath all of a sudden come to distortion. It gives man the sentiment that he was so blind as to this. There you comes to halt in ur terms with that person or comes to halt in all kinds of ur beliefs, for hath you not cured thyself of that blindness thats diagnosed as yet of case, you're n u'll be a wreck. So, he parted with Tess as we see. And as he states "u were then one person, now u r another" ..lo! its the distortion that speaks--      
Thats so far what i've to say on my account.. in my interpretation

Friday, 20 February 2015

Addition to read list!

Read "The importance of being Earnest" by Oscar Wilde

...would rate 10/10 and a thumps up for its houmor.

Wednesday, 13 August 2014

ay, pluck o' thought; 'Animal Farm' !!

Just like as in “animal farm” novel, what makes the subjects subdue to the authority is a thorough conviction, a unanimous ‘convincing’ that they do not want Jones back. It leaves all doubts, all queries un-subjected; all principles prevailed, with absolute liberality in revision to be opted as deems it.. pleasureable to the office of authority.  Just solely because it all ends in one piece of inquiry “Do u want Jones back?” 
What I intend to elaborate here is that; in the events of uncertainty, a propagation (by of course means of propaganda) to a passage of certainty, you could induce a fashion of faith in your subordinates.  It’s a certainty: “Of course, they do not want Jones back”…,all else is uncertain! A deliberation by authority to look at that prospect (i-e certainty) could divert them in overlooking all else. Such is the institution of man itself. 
It is but the other day, you are aloof, you are stressed, you are bothered, your temper a house of cards. Your chief crown, I mean er skull.. a pitcher of straw, abandoning you of what might could be expected or left excepted! ‘Hope’ umm, descend away off thy bosom, that do now hath to endure the agony; oh empty! Worst dark! Ye might chose to struck it hard, er such is grief. O and may’st be intent to beat ‘t to pulp. Here the certainty odd, odd of oddest nature, subtle art! Crumpled memories, thus subconscious …” Never recreate from your memory ..-inception” …ah! wonder whereto it leads. Bespoke my dear, the despair “miserables must depart”.  Period. That’s the certainty. This thus being certainty, governs and prevails all offices of decisiveness . Invincible, autonomous, it plays its part.
Ay, well! 'certainty' could be a dangerous tool sometimes.. !!

Great Expectations, ch# 4

Awww...poor lil pip. Mr. Hubble, Mr. Wopsle, and Uncle Pumblechook; the company of an awful lot of elderly, with all authority to govern what speech must endeavor to be promulgated by the meagre rustle of their tongues on this festive; a lil gathering on christmas. It occasions that they avails it to the fullest of their advantage ....and oh my lil pip! what recital of misdemeanors he is to be charged with, and the listing of what horrid offences the young ones, the lil one here (presently in the comopany) do. Mrs. Joe, his sister, nay not lag in ensuring of offenses of a spoiled kiddo. Mrs.Hubble, O well, sympathizing with her position in bringing him up by hand. Buahaha, and guess what! Dear Mr. Joe with scarcely any power on his speech; compassionately offers a lil more gravy with every hypothetical remark put on his person. The party continues with this of their's natural course (making remarks), with a warrant to dispose off another, the next moment they are urged! Now see....remark 1, he poured a lil gravy to his bowl, mention 2, he poured some more, comment: the third time, and oh! gravy some more. pip: "Joe offered me a bit more gravy, which i was afraid to take". Good gracious! i wonder if he is going to get him all soaked up in gravy like umm, a rain of gravy :3 .  Hahaha and believe me, how comically the boy pip's posture has been described in the company. O boy! its quite entertaining. A few bit of lines though they are.

Overall, Charles Dickens has a manner of sobriety about his writing, a composed, n taut; and marvel to resort in the reader's senses. Do apprehend! he writes beautifully indeed. For what i draw here as my personal observation about his manner; i must add, could possibly might not be devoid of the element of partiality. So, hey buddy...extract ur own judgements. ;)

All times' incredible reads; classics rocks (Y) ;)

Chapter 4, "Great Expectations"
by "Charles Dickens"

Thursday, 7 August 2014

"Paladin" by "Sally Slater"





Guys, check out this one. I bet, you'll love it. A genre of fantasy and adventure, with an incredible expression that'll pull you straight into the thrilling plotting and fixating your senses in all concentration to the story. You watched the movie "the brave" right. I reckon, it was interesting. Haha, can you believe...the characters of this story "Paladin" summoned the figures of same countenance to my fancies, as the one you find commendable in that movie. The reason i believe, is because both stories initiate in the same manner i-e a lady of royal class who classifies more as to fascinate and be: the boldness of a knight and fight, than playing a Damsel in distress; and indulge in matrimonial urgencies. So it was hard reading the story in beginning with animated characters, for i rejoice more at the realism. So, i replaced the roles with the anthropoid movie actors; thus matter sorted, and joy turned two-folds. The read became more interesting now.

Aye, let me tell you dears..."paladin" means "a knight of renowned heroism and chivalry". As the story puts it, the paladins must mentor their trainees, who are chosen by the consequent contest of candidates from the north, the south, and east, and the west. All, the rich or the poor, are allowed to take part in the contest. Nay, not all ...the daughter of the duke of haywood "Miss Samantha" was not allowed. Hahaha, so here comes the sub-theme of gender-bender (the one i used to quite enjoy in the far-east movies). She take part in the contest as "Sam" a lad, and wao! wins it through. Aish! and of all paladins, must she be trained by "Tristan Lyons" a handsome, and a whilrwind and gallantry man; who was the reason of why she was where she was. The day he saved her was the last day she was ever weak. The very next day she picked up the sword. 

The inhabiting demons in the human world; that is what the paladins, their superiors, and the trainees fight against. They are the 'defending force' against the cruel plottings of demons. ...Much is yet to come in the story. A twist of half-demon as a trainee ...and whatelse!

Pick it up as your next read and you won't regret ;) .
Cheers!

Status update:-

ah! shouldn't have expected it to be all sublime sort...! indeed, elements of disgusted sort...; the story is not devoid of 'em -_-

Thursday, 24 July 2014

Animal Farm

Not the type i would usually like to read, but all in all it was a good read. If you are looking for an allegorical, political satire; then "Animal Farm" is the right choice for you. It is written by George Orwell, pseudonym; "Eric Arthur Blair" in 1945.
The story is based on a Manor farm; run under the supervision of Jones, a heavy drunkard. An uproar begins to rise among the animals of the farm, inspired and provoked by an old white boar, Major. Left unattended, and not cautious to be fed in time... ;the neglect added to the rebellion stirred. The movement of rebellion was succeeded by the expulsion of Jones, as the animals now stand united against human rule. Since Old major departed from this world, the two pigs "Snowball", and "Napoleon" assumed leadership to guide and direct the animals. Seven commandments were written on the wall of barn as to be the essential principles that would frame their lives.

Everyone agreed to it. The movement of educating started in the farm i-e everyone should learn to read and write. But save few, most of them couldn't even develop command on the 26 alphabets of English. Pigs, a generally acknowledged intelligent class would do the paper work and ministration, while other animals assumed the role of labor work. An interesting character among many other distinctives, was "Boxer", a horse, who always maintained the motto of "I'll work harder". Another interesting character was his friend "Benjamin", a cynical donkey who was heedless as to the political matters taking place, or to any matters at all. He would show no interest. But as the story proceeds we find that he is an intelligent character. He could read as well as any other pig. But he does nothing, when the farm animals tread to being struck by naivety in a havoc crisis. 

The farm was renamed as "Animal Farm", and the neighboring farms soon began to discern threat, lest the rebellious spirit might overwhelm their animals too. The neighboring farmers assumed that the Animal farm will soon be struck with disorder and barbarianism, because of no human charge. But the farm was taking its pace on its own, managing things themselves. They would plough the fields, sow the seeds, and harvest the crops; directed by Snowball. And do all other things too. They would held meetings to vote on the matters, have ceremonies, and sing their anthem "The Beasts of England" to remain spirited and zealous. And it was obliged to learn the seven commandments by heart. But since, most animals couldn't learn it; it was reduced to a single phrase for convenience of learning, and i-e "Four legs good, Two legs bad". Haha, sheep loved the maxim too much, that they would keep braying it every now and then. 

hahaha, and often during snowball debates' in meetings :P


Then one day, Snowball came forward with the idea of building a windmill, which will reduce the labor to huge degrees. They will then have to work just three days a week, because windmill will introduce electricity in the farm; thus increasing the capacity to employ machinery to use and reducing labor force. 

But there was a little twist in the story! Snowball's leadership was overthrown by the aggressive Napoleon and had made him run away from farm. From then on, he was never seen again. All animals were shocked at this sudden dismissal of Snowball, who even was a leading role when Jones came back to regain his farm. Snowball and the animals put Jones and men of his league, to be again chased out of the farm. Coming back to point, the animals shock and stir was dismissed by Napoleon's growling dogs (whom he reared in secrecy). From thence on, his rule began.

He brought about certain variations in the farm. The meetings were replaced by conferences led by only pigs to decide on the matters. Pigs were sort of becoming a privileged class. A totalitarian could be observed in the scenario, as the story proceeds. Obedience must be obliged, or else Napoleon certainly has a way to straighten matters with his ferocious dogs or Squealer, a pig who is Napoleon's minister of propaganda. Silence prevails among animals at moments of uproar, by the service of his dogs, or by  the convincing Squealer who would dwell upon the remark: "Do you want Jones to return?" Of course everyone was certain on that query. Of course, they do not want him back. A certainty thus resorted leaves all inner conflicts doomed.

Napoleon's picture
Napoleon's picture was painted on the wall of the barn in his honor.
The windmill project was rejected, but reintroduced with attribution to Napoleon as the original initiator of the idea; and Snowball being the one who stole his idea. The work began. But one night, half-done windmill was struck by storm and destroyed. Napoleon, a clever pig, ascribed it to the doing of Snowball; and the naive animals believed it to be so.

Boxer, working for windmill

 





Ah! here my favorite character, Boxer; who assumes that hard work is a key for every solution.
Thus his motto, now a little modified, "I will work harder. Napoleon is always right". Well, i guess he is a loyal and faithful type. Go! Go! Boxer!



But what clever plot! Somehow it seemed as though the farm had grown richer without making the animals themselves any richer — except, of course, for the pigs and the dogs. The food, and crop were reserved and set aside for the pigs; for they n their brains were to be a cherished treasure to keep Jones away. Well, that is how Squealer convinces the animals. Always! And of course they do not want Jones back. Always!

Windmill, after struck by Snowball's revenge, as is conceived so; was reconstructed as a sign to prove to Snowball that he didn't succeed in his mission, and never will. Through the summers and winters, hunger and pain; they would work hard to reconstruct it, with also due labor done on regular basis to plough and harvest. They now encounter hunger pangs more frequently; and do more hard labor than in Jone's time, but they asserted we are doing this for ourselves and not for ruling human class. This put a period to any doubts that may rise! Ah! and the cynical donkey, Benjamin, whenever asked of his opinion on the current affair would utter his same skeptical opinion (as illustrated below):
Windmill or no windmill, life will go on as it always had; and that is--badly!

But unfortunate they were, there windmill was again blown away, but this time by human attack. Animals outraged at the spectacle of having their hard work of years blown away in a second, chased the humans like hysterical beasts....some shot down dead, some injured, but they chased them away! Boxer was injured in the leg, many animals shot dead. And the one alive were struck by the heavy grieve of lost companions.

Another spectacle of numerous deaths was observed at the farm when it was declared that many inhabitants of Animal Farm were in league with Snowball. Many came forward and confessed, and were executed immediately. The animals left, wondered that whether they should grieve at the companions lost, or should they grieve that their own companions deceived them!

Independent of all grieves it was commanded that, yet again the windmill construction will be started; to prove the humans that they are not defeated by any means! And the labor started...

Pigs Domination







Pigs empowered by power, held the domination; while the other animals do all the labor. Observing luxuries in their lives--the totalitarian was revealing itself to the scene. They would even amend the commandments to restore their acts to be observed in obliging manner, and nothing discrepancy at notice should be thus!

Amending the commandments























They were holding on to luxuries, yet others were starving to death.. !!

Ah! and Boxer was nearing his retirement. One day he collapsed during work and was sent off to the veterinary doctor by Napoleon. Well, that was what he said. But Benjamin read the label on the van, and realized he was being sent to the knackers. He and other animals tried to get Boxer back, but in vain. Squealer later dismissed the doubt by tricking them into believing that the veterinary doctor bought the car from a knacker, and the van is yet to be painted.

Yet another day, a new shock was bare. The pigs were found walking on two legs, and in men's clothings. Shock! Shock! Shock! ....Utterly!, humanly! Amended, thus another principle.....,


Another notion should be at notice, dears! The final and last amendment;....all commandments were reduced to this one phrase: "All animals are equal, but some are more equal than others".  Ah! depicts a nature universal, the nature of exploitation!

And all the while in the story, we observe that Napoleon is soon going to develop terms with one of the neighboring farms; and he does! He maintained some trade with Foxwood and Pinchfield via Whymper, a man hired by Napoleon as a liaison between Animal farm and human society. Yet there was a rift between animal farm and human society, posing a threat to one another every now and then. It was even, once decided that the spirit of rebellion should be propagated to other farms too, to free all animals of human jurisdiction and their rule. Birds were sent far off the fence for this purpose, and some stratagems were employed! But we see a quite different scenario, as the story approaches its end. Dozens of men, and dozens pigs all dining on the same table. Having a chit-chat and playing cards! We observe them as equals. Clinking their glasses of beers, and cheering for the new air of reconciliation between the humans and the animals. Men admired their administration, and their clever plotting of keeping lower animals subservient. Ah! and confessed that they have lower animals and we have classes to subdue...All the same, all alike!! We are, the governing bodies in the same league.

The animals outside stirred by scent of meal prepared in the farm house, peeped through the window to get a glimpse of what might have been going on. And what they found,...they found their doom!

And the novel ends with this remarkable closing line: