A weird new world.

Legends of Halahala

It is quite similar to our own, with the crooks and politicians, the aerated caffeine addictive to the big breasted models advertising them in skimpy cloths, the questions of existentialism and love.

The difference being you end up being what you are in Halahala. The monster gains monstrous proportions, the meek inherits a rabbit’s characteristics. There are the different stages of Halahala in space and time.

It begins with the beginning, with a simple life form, attaining complexity, creating soceity, forming an image of our current world, and ending in a dystopia.

Moonward is where it all begins, a crash course into the world that is Halahala.

Legends of Halahala is an exploration of various themes – love, obsession, war, insecurities and existentialism – among others in Halahala. The first time I read them – not technically read them, since the “written word” is limited to an occasional outburst or exclamation – its a silent comic – scomic – cosmic – I found the absurdity and the dark humor hilarious.

The panels are intricate complex detailed and stunning. They capture the mood of the space and story wonderfully.

I went from cover to cover twice and realized I have to keep going back to it.


Ship of Theseus.

Watched Ship of Theseus.

The movie was visually beautiful. The shots were oh so pretty. The characters were believable, the conversation intelligent, the story well thought out.

Simply put, there are three characters, who are given an organ from the same person – Aaliya gets the cornea, Maitreya gets the liver and Navin gets the kidney. After the transplant, each of the characters find a change in themselves.

Aaliya a blind photographer, who has an ear for great pictures, tries to adjust to the visual photography and fails miserably. With sound, she could discern so many things, which she can’t quite focus on with her eyes. Her eyes create a mirage, providing her with too much information, and she fails to filter out the unnecessary. I think with her ears, she could concentrate far more easily on the things which are important, but with her new found vision, she realizes she is unable to do that. Aaliya loses her very visual art, when she herself gets the vision. There is an irony here as well as Aaliyah losing her identity as an artist, a visually handicapped person, I’m sure she was proud of the fact that she was very fiercely independent when she was blind, but once she got eyes, what was she?

Maitreya’s story is a bit more complicated. He is a monk and an activist. With his frugal lifestyle, and his deep set convictions, and uncompromising nature, he reminded me of Mahatma Gandhi. Maitreya was ready to set down his life for his thought experiments, but as the story progresses, and his pain grows, he starts questioning his beliefs, and the complicated questions it entails. Does taking the medication tested on animals, make him a hypocrite? Is killing himself for the sake of his principles a suicide? Is his convictions and the life he has based around it true? Are his beliefs correct? Maitreya I guess decides, he cannot be sure of anything, and his thoughts might not be true.

Navin is an interesting character. I guess a very regular fellow, doing his job, making money. He doesn’t have an artistic inclination. He knows he is kind and compassionate, but is he really doing all he can to help the society? A kidney transplant, leads him to ask uncomfortable questions, and leads him to a racket of stealing human organs. He tries to set it right, with his righteousness and his sense of justice. But is the right thing which is true for him, true for everyone?

The Ship of Theseus raises a lot of difficult questions, and there are no answers. And that probably is the beauty of the movie.

Read about the philosophy behind Ship of Theseus here.

Of course the email which gives you cyber enlightenment – the one with no attachments. 🙂

And when I awoke, I was alone, this bird had flown

This is something I have been putting off for the longest time. Norwegian Woods by Murakami – I’ve had the book for a really long time, but never read it, till last friday night, partly because I have no life, and I had lots of work to put off.

Saturday noon, I had finished the book, along with all my cigarettes and alcohol, and I was deeply affected. The tragedy was fresh in my mind, and I was despondent, depressed,  and dejected. And strangely happy.

I didn’t write about it immediately, because I wanted some time to think about it, and the tragic love story was fresh in my mind for me to do any sort of analysis.

Suicide and death is one of the central themes of the book, apart from Love and possibly mental illness. Suicide is shown as the easy way out, as well as the only way out.But it also shows how death is the easy way out for one character, but which has enduring affect on the living. The lives in the novel are changed for worse with the suicide. But natural death is shown as far more peaceful and liberating, maybe the suffering of a person in deathbed makes it easier for everyone to accept the death when it finally arrives.

The central character Toru is very detached from people surrounding him, and keeps himself inside a metaphorical wall. But this hits him harder when the pain is brought by the few people he has in his life. Its the Tragic Hero Syndrome which gets me, about the man who suffers much due to the things which are completely out of his control, which he cannot figure out with a logical and rational mind. There is no real closure to any death.

We can explain most of the things in our lives – hunger passion love affection hatred etc to the Evolution. But the sense of loss from the death of someone close, how do we explain it?