By now you must understand, that I am a girl of many fascinations. When my eyes are opened to a new sight, I am but a 5-year old again, curious and obsessed for the shiny new thing. There were many fascinations, I assure you. Things once discovered, I cannot stop blabbing about. If you’re curious about what particular fascinations I am talking about, you can find out what they are here. My latest fascination however, dates back to 1813, when a certain Jane Austen ardently wrote about a society where status was everything.
Pride and Prejudice. And the title gives it away. The proud Mr. Darcy and the Prejudiced Elizabeth Bennet. (and so are the rest of them, actually) I am to admit with huge embarrassment that I never understood why Jane Austen is such a celebrated writer. I attempted once in diminishing this stubborn judgment by purchasing and reading Persuasion, however in vain, ending utterly bored thus only reaching until the second chapter. And that was the end of it. (Why am I speaking this way?)
Two days ago, I saw a dvd copy of Pride and Prejudice (starring Colin Firth) while rummaging for a good movie in our small collection. Clueless and curious me, thinking it was a movie, played in on my desktop just in time for my daily workout (watching movies keep me entertained) and was surprised when it didn’t end in 1.5 hours or 2. Instead it kept on and on, and I didn’t mind. I was enjoying it! Only later learning that it was a mini series; sort of a movie—only a lot longer—and in surprisingly accurate details, no alterations whatsoever as my mom puts it who has not only read the book but knows it by heart. The copy consists of several chapters and 2 volumes, 1 for each dvd.
Elizabeth Bennet. Much like the writer who created her, I didn’t fully understand why she is probably the most celebrated fictional character. Somewhere along the silly road I might’ve even thought of all the tidings simply overrated. But now, I’d throw her a ball myself! I’ve fallen completely in love with her utter intelligence wishing I could be so much like her. (possibly also living in the 1800’s)
After I finish Mangoes and Quince, this part mysterious part love story novel I am currently digging my nose into every night, I have already thought about a few books I might read next. But do I really have to think about it now? Thinking twice is not even an option. Next project, Jane Austen’s Pride and Prejudice!
Pride and Prejudice. And the title gives it away. The proud Mr. Darcy and the Prejudiced Elizabeth Bennet. (and so are the rest of them, actually) I am to admit with huge embarrassment that I never understood why Jane Austen is such a celebrated writer. I attempted once in diminishing this stubborn judgment by purchasing and reading Persuasion, however in vain, ending utterly bored thus only reaching until the second chapter. And that was the end of it. (Why am I speaking this way?)
Two days ago, I saw a dvd copy of Pride and Prejudice (starring Colin Firth) while rummaging for a good movie in our small collection. Clueless and curious me, thinking it was a movie, played in on my desktop just in time for my daily workout (watching movies keep me entertained) and was surprised when it didn’t end in 1.5 hours or 2. Instead it kept on and on, and I didn’t mind. I was enjoying it! Only later learning that it was a mini series; sort of a movie—only a lot longer—and in surprisingly accurate details, no alterations whatsoever as my mom puts it who has not only read the book but knows it by heart. The copy consists of several chapters and 2 volumes, 1 for each dvd.
Elizabeth Bennet. Much like the writer who created her, I didn’t fully understand why she is probably the most celebrated fictional character. Somewhere along the silly road I might’ve even thought of all the tidings simply overrated. But now, I’d throw her a ball myself! I’ve fallen completely in love with her utter intelligence wishing I could be so much like her. (possibly also living in the 1800’s)
After I finish Mangoes and Quince, this part mysterious part love story novel I am currently digging my nose into every night, I have already thought about a few books I might read next. But do I really have to think about it now? Thinking twice is not even an option. Next project, Jane Austen’s Pride and Prejudice!
"You mean to frighten me Mr. Darcy by coming in all this state to hear me? There is a stubbornness about me that can never bear to be frightened by the will of others. My courage always rises with ever attempt to intimidate me."
- Elizabeth Bennet, Chapter 31
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