Will I ever stop being a romantic? Probably not. Coz to stop believing in love is to stop hoping and to stop living. And I am as stubborn as Scarlett O’Hara. And as fervent for life and happiness. As zealous, as energetic, as optimistic.
I read that book 3 years ago………and now I got to complete its sequel – "Scarlett" by Alexandra Ripley.I twisted and turned and cried and sighed through the 750 odd pages just to strengthen that belief which took roots when I finished Gone With The Wind. I knew how this book would end, I had to, there was no other way. But I went to see the sequence of events just to come to that page I had so many times imagined and thought of. No matter matter why the means were the end was well deserved. It was worth the wait. Probably this is wht they mean when they say that end justifies the means. It recalls to my mind Fountainhead, where Dominique suffers to make herself worthy of her highest love…….Roark.
This sound silly, has anybody ever compared these two books? They r so alike!!!! Its queer. Anybody who has read Gone With The Wind, would know that it’s a tragedy. But nobody who has read it would ever believe it. Because it leaves no place for cynicism, no place for any kind of pessimism. Their faith in Scarlett is too strong to let them insult her so. I can go on rambling about this for god knows how long. I am insufferable when it comes to books I love. Each beloved book is like a child, and no mother ever ceases talking abt her children.
This is the strangest it cld get. What am I saying all this abt child and mother. Where did this metaphor originate in my mind?
Its grt to be able to love, its still greater to be loved.
Rhett is Rhett no matter what. So is Scarlett. So is Howard Roark and Dominique Francon, So is Elizabeth Benette and Mr.Darcy. No book had affected me yet as these three have. And not just for their love stories. If I ever called Fountainhead a love story ppl wld laugh at me. No. But I love them coz they touch me. They shake me, make me feel alive, worthy of life; they give me the strength and confidence to live. They tell what life is and how it should be lived. And propel me to it, to my dreams……to happiness
Sure there r numerous other books I ve read and loved for all different reasons, but even if someone wakes me in the midst of a deep sleep and asks abt my fav books, I wld undoubtedly name these three first before any other. And by god’s grace I own them all. I cldnt have done without them. I go back to them over and over again and again and again and again………………….. Its touching and not just touching but respect commanding, and heartbreaking and still giving way to hope……oh so many emotions held together in that one scene…… when Scarlett sails off from Charleston and Rhett salutes her …………….. and I salute the two of them.…………….and that ll be the most vivid scene in my memory from Scarlett.
I read that book 3 years ago………and now I got to complete its sequel – "Scarlett" by Alexandra Ripley.I twisted and turned and cried and sighed through the 750 odd pages just to strengthen that belief which took roots when I finished Gone With The Wind. I knew how this book would end, I had to, there was no other way. But I went to see the sequence of events just to come to that page I had so many times imagined and thought of. No matter matter why the means were the end was well deserved. It was worth the wait. Probably this is wht they mean when they say that end justifies the means. It recalls to my mind Fountainhead, where Dominique suffers to make herself worthy of her highest love…….Roark.
This sound silly, has anybody ever compared these two books? They r so alike!!!! Its queer. Anybody who has read Gone With The Wind, would know that it’s a tragedy. But nobody who has read it would ever believe it. Because it leaves no place for cynicism, no place for any kind of pessimism. Their faith in Scarlett is too strong to let them insult her so. I can go on rambling about this for god knows how long. I am insufferable when it comes to books I love. Each beloved book is like a child, and no mother ever ceases talking abt her children.
This is the strangest it cld get. What am I saying all this abt child and mother. Where did this metaphor originate in my mind?
Its grt to be able to love, its still greater to be loved.
Rhett is Rhett no matter what. So is Scarlett. So is Howard Roark and Dominique Francon, So is Elizabeth Benette and Mr.Darcy. No book had affected me yet as these three have. And not just for their love stories. If I ever called Fountainhead a love story ppl wld laugh at me. No. But I love them coz they touch me. They shake me, make me feel alive, worthy of life; they give me the strength and confidence to live. They tell what life is and how it should be lived. And propel me to it, to my dreams……to happiness
Sure there r numerous other books I ve read and loved for all different reasons, but even if someone wakes me in the midst of a deep sleep and asks abt my fav books, I wld undoubtedly name these three first before any other. And by god’s grace I own them all. I cldnt have done without them. I go back to them over and over again and again and again and again………………….. Its touching and not just touching but respect commanding, and heartbreaking and still giving way to hope……oh so many emotions held together in that one scene…… when Scarlett sails off from Charleston and Rhett salutes her …………….. and I salute the two of them.…………….and that ll be the most vivid scene in my memory from Scarlett.
2 comments:
2 2 2 2 2 ...Deep 4 A Dumb Like ME 2 Understand This ..:P...But ..Fountain Head ..was GR8 :)
dumb n u?:o most of ur comments sounded pretty mature 2 me:)
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