Friday, October 31, 2008



This is taken from the work of a great man , the writer and the master in human psychology 'Dostovesky'.There is a story based on this quote but before I dwell on to that, let me take you through the life of the great master.
Dostoevsky was a nihilist and an atheist early in his life, but as time flew and his hair turned gray, he realized the voidness of nihilism or rather atheism in general. He grew more and more interested in religion. He wanted people to know the virtuous side of religion and illustrate that a person who has done wrong only needs to take one small step in the direction of goodness to be rewarded with a cascade of love and forgiveness in their lives.
With an abusive and a drunkard father, a body prone to epileptic fits, moments of insanity ,imprisonment ,dices with death, gambling craze and utter poverty, life was no cake walk for Dostoevsky .He struggled all through out ,till he drew his last breath. Those sufferings and torments gave him a clear thought process and made him a profound thinker.
He spent a good share of his life in the Siberian prison. He summed up his days in prison in a letter to his brother.
"In summer, intolerable closeness; in winter, unendurable cold. All the floors were rotten. Filth on the floors an inch thick; one could slip and fall...We were packed like herrings in a barrel...There was no room to turn around. From dusk to dawn it was impossible not to behave like pigs...Fleas, lice, and black beetles by the bushel..."

It was after the prison days that he became a serious writer. Through his literary works he became a psychologist who dissected the behavior of the so called homo sapiens .People were afraid to hear what he said or what he wrote and they were undoubtedly not ready to accept it ,because he made them bow with shame .He tore off their masks and stripped them nude in front of themselves. He made them realize how vile they are ,how miserable they are and how great life is.

Okay enough of Dostoevsky .Lemme get back to the story behind the quote.
There was a woman who never did anything pious in her whole life. She was an old miserable wretch who made life impossible for people around her with her wicked and selfish ways. So when she died, the devils threw her into the lake of fire in hell. Her guardian angel tries to think of one good deed of hers to tell God and save her from the tortures of hell, and recalls that once she pulled up an onion and gave it to a beggar.
God after hearing the angel, asks him to take that same onion and offer it to her. If she takes hold of it and the angel can pull her out with it, she can go to paradise, but if the onion breaks, she must stay in the lake of fire.
The angel offers the onion, the woman grabs it and he pulls carefully. Just as she was about to be pulled out completely, the other sinners in the lake hold onto her so that they can be pulled out with her. The woman as the person she is ,kicks them away, telling them that it is her onion, not theirs. At that moment, the onion breaks and the woman falls back into the lake, where she remains even now.

Situation: This is a story told by a sinned woman (some what a prostitute) to a young man of faith in front of a vile and a cunning careerist..

I didn’t really like the story as such and I personally don’t like the concept at all, but I liked the quote really very much .For those who are wondering why am I writing all these bull shit and sentences that doesn’t make any sense , all I can say "THIS IS MY BLOG FOLKS .I CAN WRITE ANY PEICE OF SHIT I WANT.,,,,,hahahhahaha "

1 comment:

Priya said...

d wicked woman reminded me of sum1:d .. not so old.. not of same gender..

is it cos i know u dat i am nt able to giv proper comment on ur works??