Kafka on the Shore – Book Review


Kafka on the Shore by Haruki Murakami, Philip Gabriel (Translator).

Brilliant, Splendid, Glorious and every other word that describes the category. Wow! Just wow! All I question is, “How could some one put up something so beautiful?”

I ended up with a lot of questions. A lot to seek. A lot more than just a riddle. But that’s the beauty of it. I was taken away to the different world – I just sit and think, but mostly blank.

I guess this book surpasses every other book I have read so far and may never find an alternate equivalent!

The Lonely Wave



Like a lonely wave of the sea,
That hated to touch the sea shore,
He preferred to stay alone,
He was for himself.

Like the dirt in the sea,
That disturbed the serenity,
Life had cruel lessons,
He was for himself.

Like the hardness of the water,
That never failed in presence,
There were people to mock,
He was for himself.

Like every wave had to end,
That had to touch the shore,
Everything washed away,
He was at peace.