I have just been at the last pages of the book “Me before you” by Jojo Moyes after a considerable amount of time delaying for the loss of my phone. I can’t believe that I could possibly stick to such an ebook with its length is approximately over 900 pages. If I was at the age of twelve back then, it is possible for me to read such thick books. However, the fact that the twenty two me seems keen on watching dramas rather than lying all day on the bed, focusing on every inch of tiny words on the phone to read a book. This book is probably an exception, at least, has become the thickest book I have ever read in recent time. Shame on me due to my lethargy!
The plot was about a carer - Louisa, spending her six months around a disabled baron called Will as a job in order to take care of him and manage other household chores, well it should be “castle-hold”. Step by step, they came to fall in love with each other. This love was uncommon at all since he was incapable of doing what an ordinary man might do to her. Yet he changed her points of view about life and eventually gave her a priceless gift which was freedom and a life that she should have granted herself before.
At the final scene of the book, Louisa was at a cafeteria in Paris, France, reading the testament by Will who had concerned her in the very last moments of life. For some reasons, I found my heart tight and my eyes filled with tears. Perhaps each splitting fragment of memories in a sudden moment washed over me and swamped me up with suffocating senses of loss for its bloody similarity.
Well, my former paramour, who would dedicate his whole life to me, even in the last breath, I bet he did expect me to possess the life that I should have perfectly deserve sooner, dreadfully passed away in Paris back to the December in 2011 :) It was the most unpleasant memory that I guess it must take me lifetime to forget…like Louisa does.
Paris is also the destination where I am eager to set my foot first once I get a chance to the Western World because it is the one I would like to open another chapter of my life, set an entire fresh start or even write a new book about me. Somehow, as being on these final pages, I could easily put myself into Louisa’s shoes, feeling inches by inches of what she was experiencing and I did sympathy with her which was the reason for my almost tears. I am not kind of maudlin nowadays but the ending touched the depth in me which brought the weakness and sentiment out of me. Having read the letter of Will, I sensed the urge to move on and live to the fullest for those words coming out were just like the courageous that my lover used to say…okay okay I’m beginning to get deeper into the painful memories regardless of the fact that they were genuinely beautiful and unforgettable.
All in all, it is a good book. Well, mostly about the power of love that goes beyond the unusual situations and even the gap between the rich and the poor (actually it is around the middle, not really poor :3 according to the book). Aniweiiii, I’d better distance myself from sort of tear-jerkers so that it won’t haunt me and have me travel back to the past, dwelling there and getting sunk in the sea of grieves. God, it was fucking difficult to get through…please don’t bring it up!!
No matter what, I still have one life to live, thus keep living…remember, “live” not “survive” until the day I can send the statement “Cheri, je me fais du bien et je profite de la vie :D” to the heaven because to my belief, he is always there watching over me :p
Time to sleep tight and have a nice dream.
Peace,
xoxo
Hal
PS: It's 1:41 am -_- Khiếp đảm thật =))) Mami mà thức dậy giờ này là có đứa ăn đòn hihu
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