Well Wuthering Heights was an amazing read… not a single page went by when I could not identify with the feelings poratyed in the book. Each of the characters have this extreme natrure , each of which represents some part of us….
Lets start with Heathcliff ( my fav character)… he potrays this passionate part of us… a part that will just do anything and everything for the object of passion.. the part which belives that “ if I don’t get what I want…. How can others ? I will c to it that others around me are never happy cause iam not” . Doesn’t it happen to us at times..? it does to me atleast… may be I wont go to the extreme of hurting anyone in the process… but yes the emotions experienced are same… at times just by seeing something bad happening to someone may just make me feel a bit better… even though I would feel sad for the person…or go out of my way n try to help him /her out of the mess… but some where some tiny part of my heart there will be kinda relief to c that I am not the only person who is suffering… but unlike Heathcliff …. I wouldn’t take a sadistic pleasure of the same… be cause iam not as unfortunate…
I kinda pity that character… one ..its not very easy to fall in such all engrossing love.. two..its difficult that ur love dies in front of u, because of u… and then endless maddening wait to connect to the person…
…ever since he was born (or that matter of fact bought to wuthering heights) he could connect to only one person… love just one person… I shudder at the thought of having only a single person as my mom, dad, friend, brother, sister, lover… n cant even imagine what would happen if that one particular person dies…. . my heart cries out at the sufferings of Heathcliff … I cried in joy when he finally went away with cathy…
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