A
Funny Review
Pointing
out someone’s fault and wrongdoing is an intrinsic trait of almost all people.
Some of us get aggressive while making out mistakes of others, some of us
silently pinpoint others wrongdoings but
some of us don’t dare to utter but do have such traits within himself.
All such charging and counter charging on the views of others and the thought
are the consequence of deeds and
misdeeds since all such things which we say deeds and misdeeds will continue in
our life finding out faults of others and wrongdoing of others therefore criticism
will also remain by and large active inside the human nature. Aman is an acknowledged litterateur in his own
literary circle because of his outspokenness and jotting down his analysis, an
avid reader of literary works of not only of well known authors but he liked even
the creations of others emerging and lesser known writers. He would never
hesitate in commenting on works of others irrespective of keeping in view of
the stature of authors. Some call his analysis a bundle of ignorance
entailing his lack of analytical skill
thereby he was accused that he had degenerated the standard of literature, put
a label of malignant on him for gnawing works of literature through his poor
and immature analysis. Some call him illiterate who lacks vision to understand
the gist of writing. Aman knew that he
does not have that level of flight of thought based on which well acknowledged author
had composed his creation but when he would study them he also found a bit shortcomings,
lacuna which he would point out through his writing even though realizing the
fact that he will never be enumerated a good writer critics since he didn’t coincide their views and foremost thing is the
dearth of way of expression what others have had. But the inborn trait of
finding fault would not let him sit
idle. He would keep writing without realizing that he will be called insane for
his immaturity but he was not concerned of what others say about him. Aman was not a big shot in literary circle since he
has not written remarkable piece through which he would get due place in others
literary circle. On the other side he kept himself away from any type of Ism
that is why he found himself nowhere. Aman also believed like his other colleagues that
literature is reflection of life so he would observe the lives around and
express his views on the key board. He knew that his views are not so precise
because of his inefficiency in understanding the vicissitude of life yet he
expressed his views what he would observe and think. Because of his very small effort
to understand the life somewhere in literary circle his writings was also to an
extent read though not admired………………………………….. But Aman was now fed up with pinpointing the fault,
shortcomings and doing criticism around, he was feeling exhausted observing the
day today happenings in the literary world he now decided to concentrate on
literary life, works and achievements of only one writer Azeem Sir-Dard, a
writer whom he had willingly not read so far. Aman had decided
to study 25 years of literary life of
a writer who had always been writing books, short stories, articles on
various issues as people say his works had not been able to get due place in
literature because of their ambiguity. Hence he decided to collect his biography,
books, articles and views written by others on him. Aman wanted to read his works also because some of Aman
’s close friends compared him with Azeem
Sir-Dard since they found lot of similarity between their works perhaps this was the main reason he had earlier
decided not to read his articles. But now he made up his mind to study all his
works. He was turning over the pages of collection of his writings and a bizarre
feeling of unrest begun to take place inside. Poetry or books are portrayal of not
only temperament of time and age but they also reflect writers mental state. Sir
–Dard’s mental state through his articles and stories writing was passing
through in front of his eyes. A state of bitterness, ambiguity in thought, unkempt
placement of words were conspicuous in his writing. Weak characters of
meaningless stories, directionless articles on unwanted issues and lack of
control on the language were proving apparently as to why his literary works
had been ignored and underrated in literary circles. It was looking difficult
for Aman to move ahead because all his
works had now begun to give headache to him so he stopped in mid. A bizarre
feeling of unrest had captivated him. People’s view on Azeem Sir Dard and
comparison of his works with his was posing hundreds of question on his own ability.
He set aside all the books of Sir Dard and now his own articles and books were
spinning around the orbit of his mind. His level of confidence was going down
in spite of acknowledging the fact that he was not well read writer but
comments of few and his comparison with Sir Dard and now after studying the
works compelled him to imagine his own stature. He wanted to tear his all the
books, articles because he now had begun to find himself standing along with Sir
Dard, his literary works were looking rubbish, incomplete, standing nowhere
just as Sir Dard’s books and articles had failed to make a place in his mind
and heart……………….Suddenly he gets positive. He says if literature is reflection
of life then he has not yet faced and saw the life very closely. He is no doubt
a reader of literary books but not a keen reader too, farsightedness is far away
from him so how can he be different from Sir Dard. Whereas the fact was that, for him reading books, jotting down experiences, commenting on others creations
were like a fun for him and he had been enjoying it without even knowing the
basic definition of literature.
Aman shrugged off the thought about Sir Dard which
was entering into his mind and continues reading from where he had stopped.
End
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