{"id":356,"date":"2011-02-18T10:42:22","date_gmt":"2011-02-18T10:42:22","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/myrealmind.com\/blog\/?p=356"},"modified":"2018-01-21T03:24:36","modified_gmt":"2018-01-21T03:24:36","slug":"kafka-on-the-shore","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/www.myrealmind.com\/blog\/2011\/02\/18\/kafka-on-the-shore\/","title":{"rendered":"Kafka on the Shore"},"content":{"rendered":"<div id=\"_mcePaste\" style=\"position: absolute; left: -10000px; top: 0px; width: 1px; height: 1px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden;\">No matter how many books you read, each new one has its own set of possibilities and expectations. And somehow it takes a lot of time for me now to select a book to read next.<\/div>\n<div id=\"_mcePaste\" style=\"position: absolute; left: -10000px; top: 0px; width: 1px; height: 1px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden;\">So there was this book called Kafka on the Shore by Haruki Murakami. A random stumble in a way while looking around for a good read. The japanese connection could be one of the reason i wanted to read this. And so it was that i finally bought this book. But somehow as if by destiny, i never got a chance or the desire to start with it for a month. It was as if i was waiting for a perfect moment to start this book.<\/div>\n<div id=\"_mcePaste\" style=\"position: absolute; left: -10000px; top: 0px; width: 1px; height: 1px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden;\">And so it was on the airport, while waiting for my flight, that i started this mysterious story. It left a lot to wonder initially and even at the end there is a lot of things to ponder upon. Yet not even for a moment did it make me feel a sense of incompleteness.<\/div>\n<div id=\"_mcePaste\" style=\"position: absolute; left: -10000px; top: 0px; width: 1px; height: 1px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden;\">All the other emotions i could feel, including Happiness, Joy, Ecstasy, Desire, Pain, Sorrow, Anguish to name a few. The rest, as with emotions, are too tough to describe. I loved the story of how a boy struggles not just in physical life, but also the mental turmoil that accompanies each moment. It was a book about thoughts as much as about events.<\/div>\n<div id=\"_mcePaste\" style=\"position: absolute; left: -10000px; top: 0px; width: 1px; height: 1px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden;\">I loved Miss Saeki because she symbolized perfection in a way I have never read about. The 15 year old and the 50 year old characters merged into one in a weirdly enthralling way.<\/div>\n<div id=\"_mcePaste\" style=\"position: absolute; left: -10000px; top: 0px; width: 1px; height: 1px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden;\">I loved that cabin, all isolated and far away, being portrayed as a stepping stone into mental development. It was like a test that made you come out stronger than before mentally.<\/div>\n<div id=\"_mcePaste\" style=\"position: absolute; left: -10000px; top: 0px; width: 1px; height: 1px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden;\">I loved the character of Sakura somehow. It seemed familiar somehow, as if it was someone i have met or would meet in this life or next.<\/div>\n<div id=\"_mcePaste\" style=\"position: absolute; left: -10000px; top: 0px; width: 1px; height: 1px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden;\">I dont think i can rate it or compare it with other books but even if i do it would be among the top 5 books i have ever read.<\/div>\n<p>No matter how many books you read, each new one has its own set of possibilities and expectations. And somehow it takes a lot of time for me now to select a book to read next.<\/p>\n<p>So there was this book called Kafka on the Shore by Haruki Murakami. A random stumble in a way while looking around for a good read. The\u00a0Japanese\u00a0connection could be one of the reason i wanted to read this. And so it was that i finally bought this book. But somehow as if by destiny, i never got a chance or the desire to start with it for a month. It was as if i was waiting for a perfect moment to start this book.<\/p>\n<p><!--more--><\/p>\n<p>And so it was on the airport, while waiting for my flight, that i started this mysterious story. It left a lot to wonder initially and even at the end there is a lot of things to ponder upon. Yet not even for a moment did it make me feel a sense of incompleteness.<\/p>\n<p>All the other emotions i could feel, including Happiness, Joy, Ecstasy, Desire, Pain, Sorrow, Anguish to name a few. The rest, as with emotions, are too tough to describe. I loved the story of how a boy struggles not just in physical life, but also the mental turmoil that accompanies each moment. It was a book about thoughts as much as about events.<\/p>\n<p>I loved Miss Saeki because she symbolized perfection in a way I have never read about. 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