The latest season of Game of Thrones has finally got rid of its artistic (protecting) hood. We have finally found the glimpse of a bank which chooses a side to back in a war. The bank, no, not even the bank shits gold, let alone the Lannisters! The bank will back whoever pays the debts! Today might be your time but alas! The time runs fast in Westeros, faster than in today's Earth.
Isn't it amazing how a fictionalized political drama states fact much more simply and honestly than all the so called news and information centres?
We even see characters as brutal and true as life permits. A man in love with a woman since they were kids, rather obsessed with her seta a whole kingdom on fire. What happens after the woman dies? This lover hits on her daughter! True, assholes exist. In the third season, we found love. Sadly though, all the love stories were torn apart by the end. Yes, existence calls for sacrifices. Some sell swords, some souls; the few who are driven by love end up dead - thus playing no role in the world ruled by banks. Funny.
In the sixth episode of the 4th season, we find a helpless boy searching for answers of his father's murder from a Queen who believes in justice : Is it fair to counter violence with violence?
No, it is never fair when you are at the receiving end.
Amitav Ghosh. A Bengali, who writes in English and creates spectacular magic.
By now, I have read four of his books. The first one, I recall was The Calcutta Chromosome. A science fiction spanning both time and space, the book introduced to me his amazing story telling. I followed it up with the brilliant, The Hungry Tide. This was an English novel, yet it always felt as if I was reading a fantastic narrative in Bengali! Apart from the research that forms the core of his work, the characters still win as the highlights of his books. Kanai will haunt me forever, for it was in him that I could and can still see my future. At times, it is good to watch the world as it is. May be that's what God does. He writes the code, sets the parameters and runs the simulation. Experiment. We are mere particles worrying about our existence while He cares truly about the result. Only when the result doesn't seem to be that interesting, he probably perturbs the system accordingly. So what exactly is in our hands, I ask again.
In The Glass Palace, Ghosh praises the dark room - where something is created out of nothing. Being a physics graduate who's not an atheist, I can easily relate to it. What is the source of the first ever thing that existed? Pity, the question loops in a contradiction.
The last book I read was the Sea of Poppies. We see a proud, rich Raja, also a passionate lover, lose everything only to discover himself. Yes, there still exist people who don't give in. The cruelty of the world only serves to make them stronger and smarter. They don't do to the world what the world does to them. They live on; in pages, mud and winds. Then there's Jodu. A man who rows his own boat, which breaks. But the exact opposite happens with him. He makes his way to the top of the ship, where he belongs, in the world of winds.
Yes, the name suits him, Azad.
p.s. Being a Bengali, who loves aloo posto and discussing politics, poppies and thrones make a combination one can't resist.
Isn't it amazing how a fictionalized political drama states fact much more simply and honestly than all the so called news and information centres?
We even see characters as brutal and true as life permits. A man in love with a woman since they were kids, rather obsessed with her seta a whole kingdom on fire. What happens after the woman dies? This lover hits on her daughter! True, assholes exist. In the third season, we found love. Sadly though, all the love stories were torn apart by the end. Yes, existence calls for sacrifices. Some sell swords, some souls; the few who are driven by love end up dead - thus playing no role in the world ruled by banks. Funny.
In the sixth episode of the 4th season, we find a helpless boy searching for answers of his father's murder from a Queen who believes in justice : Is it fair to counter violence with violence?
No, it is never fair when you are at the receiving end.
Amitav Ghosh. A Bengali, who writes in English and creates spectacular magic.
By now, I have read four of his books. The first one, I recall was The Calcutta Chromosome. A science fiction spanning both time and space, the book introduced to me his amazing story telling. I followed it up with the brilliant, The Hungry Tide. This was an English novel, yet it always felt as if I was reading a fantastic narrative in Bengali! Apart from the research that forms the core of his work, the characters still win as the highlights of his books. Kanai will haunt me forever, for it was in him that I could and can still see my future. At times, it is good to watch the world as it is. May be that's what God does. He writes the code, sets the parameters and runs the simulation. Experiment. We are mere particles worrying about our existence while He cares truly about the result. Only when the result doesn't seem to be that interesting, he probably perturbs the system accordingly. So what exactly is in our hands, I ask again.
In The Glass Palace, Ghosh praises the dark room - where something is created out of nothing. Being a physics graduate who's not an atheist, I can easily relate to it. What is the source of the first ever thing that existed? Pity, the question loops in a contradiction.
The last book I read was the Sea of Poppies. We see a proud, rich Raja, also a passionate lover, lose everything only to discover himself. Yes, there still exist people who don't give in. The cruelty of the world only serves to make them stronger and smarter. They don't do to the world what the world does to them. They live on; in pages, mud and winds. Then there's Jodu. A man who rows his own boat, which breaks. But the exact opposite happens with him. He makes his way to the top of the ship, where he belongs, in the world of winds.
Yes, the name suits him, Azad.
p.s. Being a Bengali, who loves aloo posto and discussing politics, poppies and thrones make a combination one can't resist.
