28 February 2009

today and leftovers of yesterday

Well I had quite a day yesterday. I had a panic attack first thing in the morning, and had to cancel everything I had planned. I still got to watch Paolo Passolini's 'Salo'. It is not pleasant to watch, I must admit, but I wanted and orientation before I started to read Marquis de Sade. Passolini has done a very good job in representing sadism as an art and reinterpreting it to WW2 scenario. I have not got much forward with Proust but am progressing with Ramayana. The things for the trip I have been planning are slowly falling into place. Hopefully that will go as planned.

I have to admit that being depressed is not all that bad. It has its lows, but it has its perks. The last few days have been quite tolerable unlike others when I was in a good mood. I hope this continues.

26 February 2009

Don Quixote, Swann's Way , Being There and other things

It has been quite some time. Although I have been following some blogs, I have not been posting. I have now made a firm resolve to blog and post at least 5 times a week.

I finished Don Quixote. It was wonderful. It is a truly uplifting book. The first volume is almost entirely devoted to satire, but the second volume is slow and simple. It is clearly a much more mature and delicate narration. I would recommend Don Quixote to everyone. It is a bit too long. It took me almost a month to finish both volumes.

I went into a depressive phase after Don Quixote. I don’t think he is to blame. I have been feeling dopey the last few weeks and it finally hit. I have been doing everything I can to fight it, but little has worked. I am now at a standstill. I think I will need a few more weeks.

I started reading Proust…finally. Swann’s Way is quite heavy reading. I plan to read Proust in parts. I hope to get back to the second Volume later in the year. Meanwhile Swann’s is a lot more profound than I expected it to be. I must admit I often overuse the word ‘profound’ but this is for real. Every line is measured madness. Skipping even a single line leaves you without bearing. Reading it is hard work. I wonder how writing it must have been.

Meanwhile ‘Ramayana’ has been going on. Bharata has found Rama in the jungle and is now trying to convince him to come back. I am taking this as slowly as possible. I am afraid my Sanskrit is not good enough.

I sat down to watch 'Being There' again. It is much better the second time. Clearly, Peter Sellers best work. I still haven't found Jerzy Kosinski's original novel. I have, now, almost given up trying. May be it is not meant to be.

I booked tickets for my trip to Hosaritti today. I don’t know what to expect there. I am scared if I will be able to manage and, come out looking as a sane person. LH tried to convince me to go ahead, no matter what.

That’s about it.