Wednesday, April 14, 2010

Compulsory Blog Post 7 - Intrapersonal

Same reason as yesterday, this is my second post. I shall be doing on my highest intelligence, intrapersonal. What I have to do is to write a journal entry from the point of view of one of the characters from The Village by the Sea. I have chosen to write from the point of view from the story's antagonist, Hari. The journal is suppose to take place about the first five chapters of the novel and so here is my journal entry:




Dear Diary,

I am beginning to wonder, if I am really myself. So many things have happened recently and I have began to change - from a boy to an adult. Though some might consider this as a good thing, but is this too early for that? The hatred I have in me cannot explode and yet, cannot subside. I have decided. I am tired of my life. I am tired of doing so much only to achieve so little. I am tired of everything in Thul.

Father, why did you have to do this to us. Up to now I still cannot bring myself to forgive you. Why are you not like the other fathers, who work in the day and come home at night to spend quality time with their families. All you do is sleep in the day and spend our money on toddy every night. At first I was angry with you, I wanted to prove to you I could support our family alone, but now I know I cannot do without you, for you are my father. Please daddy, stop your ways and start providing for our family. Even if you do not do that, why must you worsen the situation by wasting money on toddy, when our financial situation is already so bad?

Enough said about my father, for now I have to think a way to provide for the family. I could go hungry but what about Lila and my mother? What about my two other sisters who still need money to go to school? I have to think of something, I must do something! All that said, but I am sick and tired of my life! Everyday I spend time planting crops, gathering coconuts and if I have some time left, go fishing. Well, the crops need time to grow, I have to climb the trees just to get one or two coconuts and how am I to compete with the other fisherman for the fishes?

I already have something in mind though. I have heard that urbanisation will be coming to Thul. There will be factories, buildings and workers. All our houses, plants will be removed and we will be left with nothing. I still remember that day, when I spoke to the watchman. The factories will have qualified workers and the chances of me getting a job is a null. Even though, it is a way worth considering.

Biju's motorboat is complete. It has a deep freeze too! It will travel far into the seas, further than any of the other fisherman in Thul have gone and Biju will catch lots and lots of fish! What if I could negotiate with Biju, to work for him on the boat? That is another possibility, but I will have to exhaust all my other methods before choosing one.

The last one is the one which I have almost decided to go with. To go to to Bombay. The people of Thul and other nearby villages have gathered, and they will be all going to Bombay. I shall take this chance to go to Bombay myself and earn a living. When I have enough money I shall go back to Thul and provide for my family and let my mother visit a proper doctor.

As I write all these ways, or some might say "escapes", it is all useless if I do not act. Even Pinto is dead, the one and only dog I had. What more do I have left to stay in Thul? The only thing I can think of is my sisters and my mother. Even if I stay though, what can I do? We will surely starve! No, I will survive and I will not give up. The time where mother was sick has let me realise how helpless I am if I stay in Thul. I will leave this place, leave my memories behind and move forward to Bombay. I will come back, but only after I have got some money with me. Right now though, running away is the only thing left in my mind...

Signing off,
Hari


Okay, that was my diary entry! The approach I took was one where Hari was confused with his life and when he was writing the diary entry, he was more of writing his thoughts rather than just about what he plans to do. Being a village boy, Hari's english is not that good and hence I have decided to add in a little touch of that. Hope you enjoy reading my entry!

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