1. theory that the self is the only thing that can be known and verified
2. theory that the self is the only reality
Solus – alone
I found this on the last page of “Reading Lolita in Tehran” by Azar Nafisi when I bought it recently from a second-hand bookstore sale. It took me a while to decipher the scribble because it was a little hard to read, only to realize that solipsism was a foreign word to me.
I did a bit of research online and realized solipsism espouses the philosophical idea similar though not entirely identical to Rene Descartes’ “Cogito ergo sum” or “I think therefore I am.” Continue reading
During this holiday period, I find the best way to enjoy myself would be to relax and soak in the atmosphere.
Christmas music ranks high up on my list to crank up the jolly year-end spirits, as much as I find the same old ‘Santa Baby,’ ‘Last Christmas’ and ‘All I want for Christmas’ songs looping on the airwave getting on my nerves.
While listening to these Christmas jingles, I love to have a festive-themed book on hand while sipping on a huge mug of coffee. Right now, I am indulging in Agatha Christie’s ‘Hercule Poirot’s Christmas,’ which is a pretty grisly and bloody read in contrast to the cheery overall mood.
“Christmastime,” he said. “Peace, goodwill – and all that kind of thing. Goodwill all round.”
Hercule Poirot leaned back in his chair. He joined his fingertips. He studied his host thoughtfully.
He murmured: “It is, then, your opinion that Christmastime is an unlikely season for crime?”
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It was a huge surprise for me to wake up and realize that I was flooded with a deluge of comments, likes and new subscribers to my blog. It was at first a little overwhelming but I must say that I am over the moon because this honor is a significant milestone for me and my blog.
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Ending off on a high note with this mesmerizing albeit crazy video about books!
In my bid to reconnect with the whimsical and capricious side within me, I am going to re-read Milan Kundera’s The Unbearable Lightness of Being for the second time after just one week I completed it.
The very first time I read the book around three years ago, it was as if my heart was filled with many stones, exceptionally heavy and sad, like our existence on earth that will at times crush us flat on the ground but paradoxically splendidly light at other times. This sense of melancholy that it almost schizophrenic still lingers around my mind whenever I think about this book.
“The Unbearable Lightness of being” is for myself a classic that I would never go out of date or get tired of. To use the old Indian adage about the blind men and the elephant, standing at different positions, the blind men touched different sides of the same elephant, each proclaiming a different description of the animal. Reading this book at different stages in life will also render some new insights never realized before.
And I love the fact that this book is peppered with dichotomies that are absolutely ironic in the way they are juxtaposed in various situations but serve as flash points for mulling over bigger questions in life, questions that you would end up thinking in circles with no end in sight.
Ah, nothing beats having such a good book in hand to make you feel depressed once in a while. Will be back with a review of the book!