Looking for meaning in the age of capitalism

On The Grapes of Wrath by John Steinbeck. Posted by Smarika.

Lately, I have been interested in historical fiction from the viewpoint of the subaltern. Hence I'd bought The Grapes of Wrath earlier this year, and finally got to reading it now.

The book essentially is about the Depression Years in the midwest US after the World War I, spinning a tale about the Joad family, and their migration towards the West in all those lean years. But all this is an objective reading. The greatness of the book arises from the way it weaves a tale which has been called a "true tribute to humanity", and this indeed is what made it deserving of the Nobel.

Meeting Jane Eyre on a rainy Tuesday

On Jane Eyre by Charlotte Brontë. Posted by Smarika.

The pointlessness of examinations is reinforced as another batch takes over again.Yet exam time is somehow also the time when I am at my creative powers are at their most productive, case in point, this blog post. The theory goes something like this. Since exams are inescapable by this point of time, every other opportunity which this world has to offer becomes so visible and oh so doubly attractive.

Anyway, I thought I'd take this opportunity of "diversion" to give an insight into my so-called productive pursuits from the last batch of examinations. That is when I finished this book called Jane Eyre, written by this lady called Charlotte Brontë. Yeah, in case you are wondering, The Jane Eyre, written by The Legend, Charlotte Brontë!, How could I never have read it before! To which I'd reply by thanking my most wonderful CBSE education and my rather sparse school library, as far as Classic literature was concerned.