Archive for June, 2009

My name is red by Orhan Pamuk

Posted: June 23, 2009 in Book Review


Everyone wants to tell one’s own story to put forward one’s own view point towards the world or the life at large. In My name is red, Orhan Pamuk has not only depicted, in a very artistic and lively manner, the various anecdotes of living characters namely  Shakura, Black, Olive, Master Osman, Butterfly, Stroke and others but also of  a tree, a dog, a coin and even colour red. 

The literary style of Pamuk is unique and overwhelming to my meager literary knowledge. Pamuk has peculiarly and artistically changed the narrator during the entire course of the novel. I have read various memoirs, but an array of memoirs portrayed by Pamuk in one account deserve appreciation, which he backed by winning IMPAC award.

Pamuk has elegantly presented the life of artist such as miniaturists, calligraphers, painters prevailing in the Ottoman Empire. The conviction of the artists of that era towards their mastery was very predominant and the belief that the artist who was rendered blind by practicing his master in the faint light oil lamp is a true devotee to his mastery. Master Osman in order to prove his commitment towards his mastery pierced his eyes with a spike used by another Master for the same.

Moreover, Pamuk has lucidly presented the dilemma of Shakura, mother of two children, whose husband was missing for five years. Her state of mind caught in a tug of war to choose between her adolescence lover Black or her brother in law Hassan, who knocks her door at nights, was beautifully present by Pamuk.

Even thought My name is red is presented as a murder mystery churned with a love story, but in my opinion it is a beautiful literary account of artistry of Ottoman era.


Intellectual Orgasm

Posted: June 12, 2009 in Uncategorized

I am presently working on an ERP project, which is currently under implementation in my organization; we call it as LCM project. I am elated being a part of such an important project, which will be the nervous system of the organization once it is live.

We, my friend-cum-colleague Mr. S and I, were selected to coordinate with the vendors and to provide inputs to meet their requirements. This project provided us with enormous exposure to the business practices across different verticals of the organization. I feel delighted thinking the fact that I am also a contributor to the process of formulation of policies and business practices for the organization.

Most of my time is spent on brain storming towards providing solution to seemingly obvious and petite problems. Today our meeting lasted for about 5 hours till 9 pm. During the meeting six of us, the LCM team members, suffered multiple intellectual orgasms. Each one of us wanted to provide one’s own lateral views, and to quench one’s own intellectual thirst. It wasn’t the only day we landed up such marathon meeting but it’s the only day our CEO praised our efforts and declared the discussion a win-win. I really felt delighted, as everyone does when ones efforts are acknowledged.

Is satisfaction salvation?

If yes, then what actually satisfaction is?

It’s the big question which has to be answered before even defining salvation.

In order to find a solution to the big question and to quench my intellectual thirst, I started pricking my dormant mechanical half brain. During the course of my intellectual escapade a voice confronted me and before I could determine the origin of the voice, the words of the voice shook me up. The voice was that of my own sensitive second half. It says, “Aman, nothing can satisfy you. You were born unhappy, you lived unhappy and you will die unhappy”.

My mechanical brain wondered how its own counterpart can utter such harsh words. But in the hindsight the mechanical half brain knows in absolute conviction that the statement made by the sensitive half was in its true spirit. Knowing the profoundness of the statement and out of childlike restlessness the mechanical half provided argument to clarify the actual gravity associated with these words. Moreover, the mechanical half wants to justify, as always, the dissatisfaction with logic and reasoning and counter argue the symbiosis established between two big animals “satisfaction” and “happiness”.

In order to prove its point the mechanical brain after applying all permutation combinations tossed a question: is it possible to be happy out of dissatisfaction? This startled the sensitive half.

The mechanical half further added, if one gets satisfied at a meager age of 22 what about hunger to make a difference. What about innovations and zesty living. What if our forefathers were satisfied under Neolithic Age then there would not be any fire. Extrapolating this example to the present era, the mechanical half further added, one might not be enjoying life which one is enjoying today with skyscrapers, supersonic jets and super computers. How can one justify access to plethora of information just by a click of mouse? Just imagine an era without a photocopy machine, and then connect to scene portraying the rush at the photocopier a day before the exam. Had the man who invented photocopies was satisfied with manual copying then the present luxury which most of us enjoy by sleeping or reading Harry Potter in class would have been vanished long ago.

The mechanical brain presented his case under the influence of its own ingrained eternal desires and dreams. For mechanical brain, satisfaction is opposite of desires. I know many of you will not buy this philosophy. I don’t even expect you to do that, but I would like you to make your own and follow the same.

The mechanical brain gave its final blow came saying, “The day one is satisfied and contended, with no more desires and dreams, the very day will be the day of eternal utopia and believe me the very day one will achieve nirvana, but the same day will bring whole word at an stand still. But, then what is the point in living?”

I found my sensitive brain stripped of answers. But the question: Is it possible to be happy out of dissatisfaction, is still open. The mechanical brain is under unending quest of finding an affirmative answer supported by logic and reasons.