I remember reading ‘Robison Crusoe when I was in my fourth standard. Prior to that all I read were girly fairy tales, so the book, which happened to be part of my academic syllabus, came as a pleasant diversion.
It surprises me now how a young girly girl was so taken by a boyish tale of adventure and then may be I was not so girly.
But it was not the book that I fell in love with; that was ‘Little Women’ by Louise M.Aclott. A tale of times that I was unaware of yet so close to my heart as if the characters could have been there in my backyard.
I never realized how emotionally attach to the book I was till much later I saw the movie based on it and simply fell in love again.
A story that stayed with me for such a long time because of its simplicity and goodness.
In present times being goody two shoes is making such a wrong statement about oneself but I remember how I adored the character of ‘Beth March’ and it never seemed then that she was too good to be true.
Yes life unfortunately does pressure you to not expect the goodness and once the hope for good is lost I wonder what we are left with.