I rode in a crazy yellow car with him, I gazed at stretch
into the distant green light through his eyes, I drenched myself inside out
waiting for her. All he ever wanted was for Daisy to love him and no one else.
They say he could kill a man with his bare hands, could he? The enigmatic aura
that hangs around my neighbor, Mr. Jay Gatsby, is mesmerizing and dazzling and
leaves one spell bound but underneath he is just a guy who fell irretrievably
in love.
I learnt from all the alchemists’ scripts the old and the new.
I closed the world outside and found a way to create life. And look at what I did! I created a monster. And that demonic creature haunts me and has sworn to
kill me and I know it will. He created me and flee when he lay his eyes on me
the very first time. To him I am a hideous monster. I ran away and tried to
make myself good enough for them. But never did they lay a compassionate eye on
me. I shall take revenge from my creator! I am a monster and so will I.
I saw him dead in the garden. I wrapped him in my arms. The
police arrived and they asked me to move away. I don’t like answering to them.
They arrest me and take me to the station. My dad comes and saves me. I resolve
to solve this case and write my first book. My dad doesn’t like this and he makes
me promise not to ‘poke my nose in other people’s business’. I do as he says.
But now I can’t trust him. I have to run away. I am all alone on this station
and I am screaming. I lie in my bed but I want to go back to write my
exam I have been preparing for. I have to. Please take me back.
“I mean, if you’re asking a fellow to come out of a room so
that you can dismember him with a carving knife, it’s absurd to tack a ‘sir’ on
to every sentence. The two things don’t go together.”
Lighten up now, you chappy old fella! and take that restive
position, lay back and let yourself slide into this leisurely cozy world of
dimwit Bertie Wooster and the inimitable Jeeves. I won’t be exaggerating if I
compare this encounter to a lavish massage on the beach of Anse Lazio. This
time Jeeves has started working for Bertie’s old chap Chuffy. (What!). Bertie’s
one time fiancé Pauline is here (Fiancé! Yes Yes) and there is sneaking and
jealousy and stealing and what not!
Please Please one more Pleeeeese!!
“There are moments, Jeeves, when one asks oneself, ‘Do
trousers matter?’”
It seems the only way to get out of this complicated situation
is to steal the cow creamer. Gussies’s fears need to be soothed. He must be
confident to stand up in front of his to-be father-in-law. Stiffy Byng has to
have a dog and she needs proof of her lover’s love by him pinching a
policeman’s helmet. This is the epic family drama, this is the worst kind of
blackmailing, this is hiding for the fear of life, this is jumping, this is the
ultimate test for Bertie to prove his grit and stand by the ‘Code of Woosters’.
One more Woodehouse please. This is the last. I promise.
A summer to fight for love. A summer to save the beloved
pig, Empress. A summer to prove one’s sanity. A summer to distract a writer
from writing his memoir. A summer of impersonation. A summer to follow the love
of one’s life. A summer for dressing up for the British style tea time. A
summer secret meetings in the rose garden. This is the fantastic Summer
Lighting.
The end of this series with the Olive Green Book which says:
We must love someone,
We must keep loving,
All our days,
Someone, anyone, anywhere,
Outside of ourselves;
For even the sarus crane,
Will grieve over its lost companion,
And the seal its mate.
Somewhere in life, there must be someone,
To take your hand,
And share the torrid day,
Without the touch of love,
There is no love, and
we must fade away.
Chali Kahani: A compilation of some of the books i read in 2016.
1. Great Gatsby: F.Scott Fitzgerald
2. Frankestein: Mary Shelly
3. The Curious incident of the dog at nighttime: Mark Haddon
4. Thank You Jeeves!: P.G.Wodehouse
5. Code of Woosters: P.G.Wodehouse
6. Summer Lightning: P.G.Wodehouse
7. A book of Simple Living: Ruskin Bond.
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