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Unbearable Lightness of Being


The book brims with poignant wisdom about human emotions and motivations for human actions. It has many timeless and some brutal truths about human emotions and weaknesses. A lot of it rang true. A lot of it was distressing. Especially the message that the major/minor decisions we take really come from very simple motivations, and that how your life turns out is largely dependent on these decisions made because of these silly motivations. It was rather frightening for someone who believes that we make most decisions by weighing the good and the bad consequences in some form or the other. Kundera argues that what we perceive as good is really our personal kitsch. I would read it if I were in a exploring mood. It ain't light reading. But you ain't gonna stop reading once you start.

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Unknown said…
Thats heavy!.. Is a book I gave upon a long time ago (I like them simple you know!).. the movie added to the feeling.. good to read the gist of it from you (haven't still read the ending of Pi :) )
21 Jul 2008, 16:53:00
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