the l. word

i almost mistyped the l. worLd, and what a freudian slip... i have been reading too much freud/lacan/zizek for the literary theory exam.



so i been feelin lonely lately....... that's the l. word. :P



here's something i had meant to post earlier:

Consider me drunk on too much wasted effort to grasp literary theory by wasting time on criticisms, analysis and futile Google searches.



Now we have some perspective.



I was just thinking today, as I have thought many times before of my cherished picture of a little girl that spews multi-syllabic words from a precocious age of - let’s say five. I think the idea germinated when I taught my niece (cousin’s daughter to be precise) to say “I’m ambivalent” instead of “I love you”…haha, might’ve taught her a life-lesson there which she’s surely forgotten. In other words, I want a daughter that is supremely intelligent and says all these big words and knows what they mean.



M. and I have often discussed our ideal mates are these intellectuals (as yet undiscovered, entries will be taken and noted), and good looks wouldn’t hurt. Like the famous song goes, ‘I still haven’t found what I’m looking for..’ I just thought, though, if I had a daughter who wasn’t interesting in being a walking thesaurus, or dictionary and would rather play an instrument or just gawk at the human condition, would I be unhappy? Would I love her any less? So, why is it important that I have the same in a mate? Point to ponder: I don’t get to choose my daughter. Or my child. But I can choose a mate. I can choose whom I’d like to grow old with.



Anyhow, is intellect overrated? Is knowledge the same thing?

People

I write to update my handful of members with stuff to read. It was nice receiving posts from Meryam and Wiam. So, I went to university today to begin my study routine, and it went off okay to shyte. I got the books and all, and then proceeded to search for summaries online which were amazingly difficult to find until I replaced the word “summary” with “analysis”. :-P



At university I met persons A and B, and A was an ass and B was rather nice even though I’d seen A much more often than B in the past. Perhaps, it is because I saw B more recently. Anyhow.. There was also this party on the 10th, Fannie’s birthday – a French friend of Kailash’s. It was great, met some very interesting, intellectually stimulating people there, esp. this one dude but I didn’t get his number or contact. Well, he didn’t either.. Pity because we did make some sort of projection of meeting in AUC in the near future, which has not happened yet.



Finished reading Mulk Raj Anand's "Untouchable". His writing was feverishly driven forward by his love for a girl who refused to marry him until he was published (???). Having been refused by around 19 publishers, he even contemplated suicide (??). No matter though, it was a short read, and a good one. Not a catechism (a big word for you as i leave ;-) )

Just one more

Since when did blogs become an obsessive habit. Anyhow, I haven’t been paying this one too much attention. Myriam is in California and has been reading! Yay! And Wiam left for Kuwait, too. Might be my imagination but of late things have been a bit silent (or maybe there’s been too much noise) between us. Basically, no mucho communicado. Pity-o. Hm, and then I find myself wishing she isn’t reading… hehe. And she sent me an audition notice for Macbeth. God, I’d love to play Lady Macbeth, I better find out if it is at all possible for me to do the play if I’ll be abroad for a while. I’d really like to explore a dark and sinister character, and I’d love to play it. I’d love to put really dark eye-shadow, and look disarmingly charming but in an evil way.



I finally finished reading Shadow Lines by Amitav Ghosh and he is excellent. Must read. I’d talk more about him, but studying calls. I might be away from the blog, but keep looking.