Dear Kazantzakis....you gave me Zorba and he refuses to leave me.

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       This is one of the books  I revisit every now and then for it changed the way I live my life today.Despite the fact that it was on our reading list for post graduation,I never found myself reading it in original. It was one of my crazy classmates during my BEd, Yasoda that is what I preferred to call her for it seemed to me she was the wife of Lord Buddha in her earlier birth,made me read it.Here I have got it to let you  take a puff....



“Look, one day I had gone to a little village. An old grandfather of ninety was busy planting an almond tree. ‘What, grandfather!’ I exclaimed. ‘Planting an almond tree?’ And he, bent as he was, turned around and said: ‘My son, I carry on as if I should never die.’ I replied: ‘And I carry on as if I was going to die any minute.’ 

 Which of us was right, boss?” 
Nikos Kazantzakis, Zorba the Greek

“Life is trouble. Only death is not. To be alive is to undo your belt and *look* for trouble.” 
― Nikos Kazantzakis, Zorba the Greek

 “God changes his appearance every second. Blessed is the man who can recognize him in all his disguises.” 
― Nikos Kazantzakis, Zorba the Greek

 “Free yourself from one passion to be dominated by another and nobler one. But is not that, too, a form of slavery? To sacrifice oneself to an idea, to a race, to God? Or does it mean that the higher the model the longer the longer the tether of our slavery?” 
― Nikos Kazantzakis, Zorba the Greek

Comments

  1. Jineesh SebastianOctober 21, 2013 at 5:14 AM

    Nice dude...keep going...waiting 4 the next post...dont try to be a crowd puller..just express yourself. both the pages are good...

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    1. Mohammed Jabir KKOctober 22, 2013 at 5:45 AM

      Thanks dear for your words that make me feel it is worth taking ahead.Stay along and keep me guided as before.....You often sound mature to my ears.....lovely was the years we spent together and this piece of write-up is one of its offsprings
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  2. ErichMarch 4, 2014 at 6:38 AM

    Your enthusiasm is infectious ... I might just read the novel myself! The first quote reminded me of this one by Nelson Henderson: “The true meaning of life is to plant trees, under whose shade you do not expect to sit.” I loved your reference to Lord Buddha ...

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  3. AnonymousDecember 15, 2015 at 5:22 AM

    Very good post. I'm experiencing some of these issues as well..



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