Satisfaction is, perhaps, only an intellectual carries the awesome burden of the world. All others are just toys, to be tossed about and thrown away. It is a self-destructive analysis that modern intellectuals spin out, and finally meet an end, which invokes little sympathy and raises enormous derision. And there exist relations past and present which might raise eyebrows, invite a measure of cynicism and contempt and finally condemnation but the inveterate fact remains that intellectuals are destined to live at many planes without ever caring to readjust. Possibly, they think so. But it remains and inevitable reality many would say because of inherent jealousy for the brainies, that intellectuals who think they guide, are undoubtedly people who make this world uncomfortable to a certain extent. And in the process, hurt themselves immensely. A devastating statement. This novel is not for readers who munch potato chips or discuss life at coffee tables, but for those who think, fight out and live life, and not merely exist in it. It is a neatly woven story that originates from man’s soul, his life on earth and the ultimate fate that awaits him while he breathes in his cacoon, satisfied with or without any active anxiety. This narrative reflects a deep sensibility and exhibits a remarkable talent in expressing strong emotions through subtle metaphors. The tales are fascinating and engaging, and they reveal a keen appreciation for the minute details we often miss in the midst of our day to day concerns. Its text is eloquent and clear, concise and to the point. It also reveals an elegant, skilful writing style, as well as a humanistic approach to the subject. Furthermore, the creative associations presented and the innovative elaboration of some of the themes in this novel denote a skilful manipulation of literary expression.
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