There Goes the Fear by Doves
Are we really that shallow and superficial? Or is the result of forgetfulness and the passing of time? It could be the latter, because sometimes, catalysts like a movie song you watched with them or the smell of their cologne or even the way someone laughs brings back so much, like an avalanche of memories. With no prior warning, you are suddenly buried deep in their thoughts. And you curse whatever it is that lets to things not working out. And you also breathe a sigh of relief, for avalanches are scarce. Once every 500 days, being buried deep in shared memories is even sweet nostalgia if not just downright misery.
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The End of the Affair
How would you feel if happiness, as close to you as your
next breath, was taken away from you? This book, as the author claims, is a
diary of hate. Hate against his lover, his lover’s husband, himself, and eventually
God.
The plot is not too dense, but the writing gives it such
power, transforming it into a mesmerizing read. The story is, going by the name
of the book, about the end of an affair. The author talks in first person
narrative, giving a very intimate voice to the story. Bendrix, the protagonist,
is planning to write a book on a civil servant, Henry. He meets Henry’s wife,
Sarah, and they fall in love. Henry is oblivious to their affair. Sarah and
Bendrix are madly in love. Bendrix is a jealous love, full of insecurities.
Sarah tries to placate him, but too no avail. After being deliriously in love
for four years, Bendrix wants Sarah to leave Henry and marry him. But Sarah’s
loyalty for Henry is strong, quite similar to a parent’s loyalty for a special
child. While making love amidst an air raid (the book is based in the world war
era), Bendrix goes to the basement to check something and a bomb falls close to
him, nearly killing him. When he pushes off the debris and walks back to the
room, he sees Sarah kneeling on the ground. Sarah seems amazed and disappointed
to see Bendrix alive. That is the last time Sarah and Bendrix meet in a very
long time.
After two years, Sarah invites Bendrix for lunch. After
lunch, Bendrix wants to kiss Sarah but she falls into a fit of coughs and slips
away in a hurry. Bendrix’s feeling of insecurity and jealousy come rushing back
and he hires a private detective to spy on Sarah. This detective steals Sarah’s
personal diary and brings it for Bendrix. Through the entries in the diary, it’s
explained why Sarah left Bendrix that day and didn’t see him for two years.
When the bomb dropped, Sarah went to the basement to look for Bendrix. She
found him lying unconscious, looking dead, in the rubble. Sarah came running
back to the room, kneeled down in prayer and made a deal with God. Here, the
reader remembers that Sarah was not a practicing catholic and never offered
prayers. The deal she makes is a simple one, bring Bendrix back from the dead and
she shall never see him again. She will sacrifice the one most important person
in her life, a constant source of love, Bendrix, for the safety of Bendrix
himself! And just then Bendrix walks into the room. Sarah’s look of
disappointment is understood by the reader.
After reading the diary, Bendrix goes to Sarah and makes her
promise that she will come away with him. They couldn’t go right then because
Sarah had a very bad cold. They decided to wait a few days. However, instead of
getting better, Sarah dies. Henry is shattered. But Bendrix perhaps realizes
the existence of God, although he refuses to accept it. Bendrix’s atheism is
made obvious to the reader, early on in the book. Sarah wanted a catholic
funeral according to the priest she had spoken to. But Bendrix refuses it.
The book ends with the occurrence of a lot of coincidences related
to Sarah. Maybe she has come back from the grave to bless or haunt her people
as she was not given a catholic funeral. Through Bendrix’s voice, the reader experiences
the complexity of being in love, the immorality of adultery, the realization of
the existence of God, and the occurrence of miracles. This book ends with Bendrix
accepting the existence of God and hating His existence.
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Stranger things have happened.
Some
days are such that you don’t feel there’s anything wrong with them. And then
you listen to these songs, and you realize, how empty your moments were.
Without the music. Some days take nothing less than music to get better.
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Who is this?
There are somethings which you know with such crippling surety that you wish there was a doubt.
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Stating the Obvious
It‘s funny how some people like to state the obvious. Here’s an incident:
Evening time, you just left from work. It’s raining cats and dogs. You forgot your umbrella at home. And now your sorry self is getting soaked, standing by the street, waiting for a rickshaw to stop. And right then, in all his sheltered glory, a colleague passes by and goes, “Oh, you don‘t have an umbrella.”
And with a smirk that would impress Damon Salvatore himself, you reply, “I do have my umbrella in the bag, it‘s just that I love a two hour commute back home when my clothes are dripping wet.”
You would think stating the bleeding obvious is a dying art, but no, here’s another common encounter.
You wake up late. Skip breakfast in the hope of making it to work before ‘late morning’. On your way to the work station, your colleague says, “You got late to work today.”
It takes every ounce of self-restraint you can muster on an empty stomach to stop from saying, ”I got here on time. I was just sitting in the lobby for the past two hours staring at all the brilliant people who work here.”
Superheroes in our times need not have the ability to fly or break walls; I reckon we need smart, witty and funny people, for saving the day, one dull moron at a time.
11:24 PM | | 2 Comments
Doctor Who
The Doctor: I said you were the most beautiful thing I'd ever known.
Idris: Then you stole me. And I stole you.
~Quotes from the show
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Aqualung - Strange and Beautiful
I've been watching your world from afar,
I've been trying to be where you are,
And I've been secretly falling apart,
I'll see.
To me, you're strange and you're beautiful,
You'd be so perfect with me but you just can't see,
You turn every head but you don't see me.
I'll put a spell on you,
You'll fall asleep and I'll put a spell on you.
And when I wake you,
I'll be the first thing you see, lyricstop
And you'll realise that you love me.
Sometimes, the last thing you want comes in first,
Sometimes, the frist thing you want never comes,
And I know, the waiting is all you can do,
Sometimes...
I'll put a spell on you,
You'll fall asleep,
I'll put a spell on you,
And when I wake you,
I'll be the first thing you see,
And you'll realise that you love me.
I'll put a spell on you,
You'll fall asleep 'cos I'll put a spell on you,
And when I wake you,
I'll be the first thing you see,
And you'll realise that you love me, yeah...
Creepy but beautifully sung.
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