Forget and forgive, or forget at least?
The last two books (Deception Point by Dan Brown and Eleven Minutes by Paulo Coelho) that I read ignited in me an untimely spark, for in this dark time of my semester final exams, getting emotionally involved with anything but my textbooks can prove to be disastrous. Both books, though two worlds apart, one being a sci-fi suspense thriller and the other, an undying rant of a sex-worker, had the revengeful state of mind zeroed in on. I was under a constant impression that the writers were super pissed off about life in general, hence the characters were in torment almost the entire time. I'm not against the beauty of sadness, yet the obsessive compulsive state of depression annoys me no end, because if you're so pissed off with your own life, then why the hell write a book about it and relive the agony which remained faded out till then? So, is forgetfulness a virtue?
What about forgiveness? In today's times, is it really justified? I'd say revenge is more like it. I do have an understanding of how 'revenge' is too strong a word, so I'd like to put down my own interpretation of the it's meaning. Metaphorically, revenge is merely draining what was poured to you, leaving the state of deserving out of the question. Controversially, I think my idea of 'justice' is more than apt because, well, justice is blind, ain't it?
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yaar writing a book is an authors release
its here(s)he finds an un bridaled sense of abandon n freedom
as for fogiving and forgetting its hardest to forgive oneself and forget one can never
hence each artiste expresses tirades of anguish laced abuses to the world so that some may reflect back to him
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