Presently, I'm reading the world renowned novel Shantaram. Finally. After ages of wait-list in the library queue, I, my name got hold of the book (limited pocket money - cannot buy). I've only about read the first few pages yet and am a little... very taken aback by the India being presented in the book. The slum and down trodden part of this country has many a times appeared on the front pages of the newspaper, merely glimpsed while travelling and often heard about from the maids and workers. However, it never occurred to me that it really existed... you know.
Reading it from a personal first person view has always been like "being there while it's happening". I do not know whether to thank God for my fabulous life or laugh at my obscurity of the limited knowledge I happen to posses. All the while procrastinating; whining and complaining about the hang-outs, the you-don't-gimme-enough-pocket-money, the crying about boredom in life of facebook - it never once occurred to me how very insignificant it all is. This little bubble of Me-Land I've going about for myself where the world revolves around me. Not!
I know, this coming from a girl whose Study closet is stuffed with boxes & boxes of shoes instead of the "very important" still-not-bought course books... sigh
Just the first few pages of the book has made a crazy impact on me, I wonder what might happen once I'm done reading... living the last page. Now my curiosity is killing me. Want to know. What happens. Next.
Crazy Note:: I need my characters imagined just right while reading. It becomes a movie. So, not knowing how Gregory David Roberts actually looks like, I imagined our sassy&suave Johnny Depp (who was/is supposed to play Shantaram in a movie... heard something like that). And I imagined him as Johnny Depp in The Tourist... after googling GDR, well I might have done better imagining Johnny Depp the Caribbean Pirate.
The novel written so elegantly, a thing of exceptional beauty... hello... is written by a BIKER DUDE ! Awesome... ain't it?!
-- need. to. stop. going. on. appearances. --
[Should have thought of it. I mean with all the prison break, mafia, bollywood, life-struggle... hmm]
"Luck is what happens to you when fate gets tired of waiting.”