Kafka on the Shore

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What happens when you find a nonpareil riddle weaved into a book that's been passed down to you by somebody with gleam in their eyes? You read it, of course, without having a clue of what you've let yourself into!

I have no background to utter here. There's nothing that can prepare somebody for this book. In fact, the less you know when you step into the water, the more you'll enjoy the shore. If you're looking for Kafka, though, you'd want to look with another kind of glasses on.

I'd say there's a boy who runs away from home. And there's an old man who unwittingly finds his path crossing with the boy's. There's a girl trapped in time. And that's enough of hints. Anything else would spoil everything. 

Kafka on the Shore is downright elusive in its meaning. It would be an absolute insult to look outside for one too. Probably a third reading might bring you closer to the end, otherwise you're doomed.

Haruki Murakami's Kafka on the Shore

I would absolutely love reading this book again. There's an experience written in the pages that leads us by arms. And quite ironically, once the gate is opened, it doesn't close. If you've found yourself falling in love with the "magic" in this book, the feeling will be eternal.

I've tried researching ways to read this book so that I could write them down here for others to follow. But I think, from personal experience, the best way is to try to stop at the end of every blow and figure out what could be the meaning of this. This book doesn't guide the reader to the end, even though it walks beside you as you figure it out. 

The book also tries to play the metaphor game. All my life I've always believed metaphors never prove anything. But I realized that it's restricted to debates and academia. If we're talking about a story, or literature, metaphor is the way to play with people's heads. Murakami uses this conjecture to its full potential. 

I hope my ramblings related to the book inspires people to read it. The book is simple in its language and structure. And on the surface, everything happens in the chronological order. The only problem is the meaning. As Murakami said it himself in a few interviews, the book is a giant riddle you have to solve yourself. He put all his energy in it to make it so.

Beware, though. If you love neat endings with no gaps remaining, please, please stay away. You've been warned.



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