All your hearts’ desires!

Its like…waiting for Wenger to buy established stars…

Waiting for Godot is a play by Samuel Beckett, in which the characters wait for someone named Godot, who never arrives. Godot’s absence, as well as many other aspects of the play, have led to many different interpretations since the play’s premiere. Voted “the most significant English language play of the 20th century” http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Waiting_for_Godot (plot spelt out in detail)

*Book in good condition, well-wrapped, but with yellowed pages.*

Back to the cerebal stuff :p

Excerpts from the author’s foreword -

… I want to remind you that every entry in this book is at best an asymptotic shot at life, and at my life, not at yours. If my words affirm you, then savor them for the moment; but if they cause you to distrust your own experience, spit them out. You are the only authority on what is good for you…

This book is essentially a collection of gentle reflections and notes.  Even as I put this up for sale and re-reading it, a lot of the statements reasonates with me, just as it did 10 years ago when I discovered him. Book in good condition but with yellow spots.

“It makes no sense to hurry up, and so mess up, what i am doing now, in order to get started on what I plan to do next.

Everytime I am centered in the future, I suffer a temporary loss in this life.”

And the line that describes my current situation best…

“How I am working on a problem often indicates how i am keeping it a problem.”

A bookmark discovered at the point of this entry put my last reading at page 321.

I am lifting entirely from an Amazon Review: http://www.amazon.co.uk/Rimbaud-Graham-Robb/dp/0330488031

“Arthur Rimbaud was a extraordinary figure, a man who in his teenage year s wrote poetry that is arguably amongst the greatest in French Literature, but who gave it all up by his early 20s and went to Africa to run guns. It’s hard to think of a more fascinating figure from the 19th century, or one more relevant to the youth-icon-fixated present….

Rimbaud’s philosophy of “scummification” which meant that he washed neither himself nor his clothes, and deliberately sought out a life at the very bottom of society”

Lovely fellow, ain’t he? He’s yours for $6 !

Book in good condition but with yellowed pages. I am selling cheaply because I hope some Rimbaud fans will pick up this biography. It will be better appreciated by you than sitting on my shelf.

From a guy who loses just about everything but his flab, I know all about losses. This book will change your life forever !

Problem is, I’ve not read the book. You might have discerned it by now, Im rather skeptical of all these “tapping into my Asia cultural roots” books. Where is the line between cultural sellout and personal cartharsis?

It sure does bring in the dough. That is the most important. The West is lapping everything up for all its worth. Maybe they love the tongue-tripping names. Maybe thats why Dostoevsky is so hot too !

I wanna write a book someday. I will call it – The Gut That Won’t Go Away.

Okok, enough of the ranting, forget my personal bias (Im trying to sell it off after all ! )

here’s a professional review: http://www.nytimes.com/2006/02/12/books/review/12mishra.html

Man Book Prize 2006

National Book Critics Circle Fiction Award 2007

Watcha waiting for ! Buy ! Buy ! Buy !