Friday, 16 November 2018

Bookish Déjà-Vu: Siddharta by Hermann Hesse

When we are children, we know little of life and around every corner we expect a big new adventure to be discovered and fathomed. Growing up uses to be somewhat sobering in this respect because the more we know the more predictable life seems to become with its tiring routines and annoying necessities. Moreover, we are constantly driven on by real or imagined needs – and many of them! – that we long to satisfy and that easily make us suffer when we fail to. Many of us are lucky enough to be able to climb ever higher in Abraham Maslow’s hierarchy of needs until we reach for the transcendental beyond the level of self-actualisation. The protagonist of my bookish déjà-vu, Siddharta by Hermann Hesse, has everything that he can only wish for, and yet, he too sets out on a quest for deeper meaning and his proper place in the universe.
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1 comment:

  1. Today was a good day for me to recall this book. Your review is good and wise, as was the book when I read it many years ago. You say, "It’s a book that shows how important it is to go on." I could use that message again now so a reread is in order.


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