Life Musings, Writing

Joy in the Journey

For my last weekend in Al Ain I could think of nothing more fitting than a drive up to Jebel Hafeet. Over the last two-and-a-half years, escaping to the top of the limestone range has been my favorite pastime. I even chose my apartment because of its mountain view and I will always remember standing out on my balcony on winter mornings waiting for cloud-cover to rise and reveal the city’s iconic peak.

The view from the top of Jebel Hafeet can often be hazy, maybe as a consequence of the quarrying and cement factories that dot the area. But for me, the beauty has always been in the serpentine journey through hairpin turns, as I play hide and seek with the sun.

In November of 2017, I moved to the Garden City reluctantly as my head and heart continued to combat each other, trying to figure out how to coexist in unison. But the slower pace of life, small town vibes and simple routines grew on me sooner than I thought they would. My rhythm adjusted and the people I met solidified my feelings for my temporary home. Each person had a feel of calm and deep investment in making quiet connections…some private and some to share.

As we drove up to the top this morning, I could not help but marvel at how life plays out, pushing us in the directions that lead us to where we need to be. Thirty minutes into the journey we were making our way to the over-priced café and hoping to catch the sunrise one last time. God’s early morning, egg-yolk exposition did not disappoint.

I hope to return and see the sweeping views of Oman and Al Ain again someday but for me the drive and the anticipation of making it to the top will always be what makes this journey a beautiful experience. It is never about the destination but the journey itself. Just like life.

Books & Reading

Some perspective on Pi

After two years of putting it on hold, I finally decided to give Life of Pi one last try and read it from cover-to-cover last week. I’m glad I did but I really don’t think it deserves all the hype and hoopla that surrounds it. So, I guess it is now time to sit back to think and to analyse what it is exactly that makes this book interesting and why parts of it are a complete snooze fest.

First and most importantly, Martell deserves credit for being completely original. I have never come across a pulsating narrative like this that vacillates between hope, despair, religion, science, and a host of other somewhat preachy themes. Martell even manages to masterfully blend both fact and fiction in this strange and bizarre novel about life and the tenacity of the human spirit.

Yann Martel keeps the story of Pi’s long voyage moving at an interesting pace though there are times when the descriptive passages get so long and so detailed that you’ll want to get up, stretch, get a snack, catch up on some work and then maybe later resume reading. We know from the very beginning that Pi will survive, but at times you wonder how he will overcome each of the ghastly challenge he faces.

Reading Life of Pi, you’ll find yourself captivated by a master storyteller. Yann Martel will dazzle you with his prose, facts and in-depth knowledge and insight. He challenges you to believe his story, but we’ll come back to that later. Although Life of Pi works quite well as a gritty adventure tale, it’s apparent that Martel is not interested in simply retelling a classic survival at sea story. In fact much like the boy in The Old Man and the Sea by Hemingway Pi’s story too is one of faith, sheer endurance, will power and determination.

Parts of the book are remarkable and thought-provoking and statements such as, “Life is so beautiful that death has fallen in love with it, a jealous, possessive love that grabs at what it can.” (among several other such passages) will easily draw you in and make you think. This quirky yet partially compelling book, which is biblical in scope, sure has the ability to pull at the heart-strings.

But, there are times when Martel pushes his preachy goals too forcefully and that’s one of the things that bothers me about the book. Right at the beginning Martell makes a tall claim. He claims that this book will make readers believe in God, but when I read very carefully, I get the message that Pi chooses to believe in God simply because it is the better story, and not because he actually whole-heartedly believes in the divine. The subtext in the closing chapters completely negates all the build up and that’s quite a letdown.

I have only read glowing reviews of Yann Martel’s Life of Pi yet for me it remains one of those books that everybody seems to ‘love’ but I just sort of ‘like’. The hype that surrounds it is really quite unwarranted. At the end of all the drama and gore, he’s essentially saying one simple thing – that God may not be real, but he chooses to believe in him because it makes a better story. For a story that claims to make you believe in God, I really don’t like the fact that it has that subtext in there, and I hope that perhaps I misinterpreted it.

I know it won a Pulitzer Prize and all but in my modest opinion, I think it’s just a good book, not a great one. Just saying.