It’s a little unsettling how much and how oftenÂ ideas strung into words just so, are able toÂ affect my emotional state of beingÂ more thanÂ reality does. I’m not exceptionally gifted inÂ expressing myself emotionally; but books, books move me like nothing else.
My current read isÂ The Unbearable Lightness of Being byÂ Milan Kundera. It’s set in a place and time that I cannot even begin to relate to, but the psychological state of minds of the characters resonate deeplyÂ with certain aspects of my ideological beliefs. It is, however, aÂ read which weighs heavily on my thoughts, and for once I’m glad for having just that little bit of time to consume it during my daily commute. I’m not sure of the state I’d be in if I were to digest the text in one shot, as I’m wont to do. Moods don’t leave me easily, and I’d hate to be sombre and slightly depressed for the whole day.
In a way, I find it humorous that The Unbearable Lightness of Being is unbearable for me in long doses.
It is a brilliant read though.