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He put words to the thoughts i buried.... - Just finished reading "The Metamorphosis by Franz Kafka"
The fragile line between being loved for *who* you are versus *what* you provide.
Sometimes we read to connect… to feel understood. But this is one of those books that unsettles you more than it comforts. I’d say read it, just don’t let it consume you. Because after reading it, all I could think was, what if I’m not capable of meeting the expectations of my family, friends, work, or the people around me? Then… am I worth nothing?
It also made me wonder if I hadn’t been who I am today, would the people around me have been disappointed in me, or even abandoned me? Or are they kind to me only because they believe I can live up to their expectations? We may never truly know… unless we are turned into “enormous vermin”. And may God be with me if that day ever comes. As we often say, it is in the darkest moments that we see the truest colours of those around us.
Gregor slowly adapts to life as a bug, almost without realising he’s losing his human essence. But is this truly adaptation? Or is it simply accepting the fate imposed on us and learning to live with it? And even then, the question remains do we really have to?
Yet, amidst this transformation, the chaos within his family constantly reminds him of who he once was. Every expectation he failed to meet, every need he could no longer fulfil follows him. Even as he tries to navigate his new reality, he is never free from the weight of what he could not do.
Somehow this book forces us to believe that we truly have no one except ourselves. Even your own family may turn their backs if you aren't capable of doing what they want you to do. Life moves on regardless of our personal tragedies. We often feel that if we stop, the world stops but it’s never like that. If it isn’t you, it will be someone else. No one is going to wait for you to come around. If you are of no use, you will be ignored until you are "worthy" of being noticed again.
So, who would you want in your life?
Someone like Mr. Samsa who silently accepts that people have grown accustomed to your absence and have no hopes left in you, yet remains real till the end?
Or someone like Greta Who shows initial kindness but eventually loses herself to resentment and gives up.
Or like Mrs. Samsa full of love, yet unable to stand up for herself?
This book left me with a harsh realisation people may walk beside us, but they do not live our lives for us.
Everyone may wish the best for you… but if things fall apart, the loss is yours alone. They will continue with their lives, one way or another. Whatever you do, you do for yourself. Others may benefit from it, but if you are left with nothing, you stand alone.
If you succeed, they will stand beside you. If you don’t, you walk the journey alone.
How unsettling it is…that this may be the truth… one we don’t want to accept. Maybe it doesn’t happen to everyone… but it has happened to someone.
\-Just voicing my thoughts here.
#entertainment
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The fragile line between being loved for *who* you are versus *what* you provide.
Sometimes we read to connect… to feel understood. But this is one of those books that unsettles you more than it comforts. I’d say read it, just don’t let it consume you. Because after reading it, all I could think was, what if I’m not capable of meeting the expectations of my family, friends, work, or the people around me? Then… am I worth nothing?
It also made me wonder if I hadn’t been who I am today, would the people around me have been disappointed in me, or even abandoned me? Or are they kind to me only because they believe I can live up to their expectations? We may never truly know… unless we are turned into “enormous vermin”. And may God be with me if that day ever comes. As we often say, it is in the darkest moments that we see the truest colours of those around us.
Gregor slowly adapts to life as a bug, almost without realising he’s losing his human essence. But is this truly adaptation? Or is it simply accepting the fate imposed on us and learning to live with it? And even then, the question remains do we really have to?
Yet, amidst this transformation, the chaos within his family constantly reminds him of who he once was. Every expectation he failed to meet, every need he could no longer fulfil follows him. Even as he tries to navigate his new reality, he is never free from the weight of what he could not do.
Somehow this book forces us to believe that we truly have no one except ourselves. Even your own family may turn their backs if you aren't capable of doing what they want you to do. Life moves on regardless of our personal tragedies. We often feel that if we stop, the world stops but it’s never like that. If it isn’t you, it will be someone else. No one is going to wait for you to come around. If you are of no use, you will be ignored until you are "worthy" of being noticed again.
So, who would you want in your life?
Someone like Mr. Samsa who silently accepts that people have grown accustomed to your absence and have no hopes left in you, yet remains real till the end?
Or someone like Greta Who shows initial kindness but eventually loses herself to resentment and gives up.
Or like Mrs. Samsa full of love, yet unable to stand up for herself?
This book left me with a harsh realisation people may walk beside us, but they do not live our lives for us.
Everyone may wish the best for you… but if things fall apart, the loss is yours alone. They will continue with their lives, one way or another. Whatever you do, you do for yourself. Others may benefit from it, but if you are left with nothing, you stand alone.
If you succeed, they will stand beside you. If you don’t, you walk the journey alone.
How unsettling it is…that this may be the truth… one we don’t want to accept. Maybe it doesn’t happen to everyone… but it has happened to someone.
\-Just voicing my thoughts here.
#entertainment
source
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