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Isabel Allende: The House of the Spirits (1995)

Haunted by History: My Journey Through The House of the Spirits

Reading The House of the Spirits by Isabel Allende felt like stepping into a dream woven from memory, myth, and political trauma. From the very first page, I knew I wasn’t just reading a family saga—I was witnessing generations being shaped and shattered by forces larger than themselves.

The story traces the Trueba family across decades, beginning with Clara, a mysterious girl who speaks to spirits, and her volatile husband Esteban. Their lives, and those of their children and grandchildren, unfold against the backdrop of a country that closely mirrors Chile—its beauty, its corruption, its collapse.

What gripped me wasn’t just the magical realism—though Allende’s world glows with ghosts and premonitions—it was the emotional weight each character carried. Love, revenge, power, silence: these aren’t just themes, they’re weapons and wounds. I found myself especially moved by the women in the novel, who endure so much with strength that feels …

Pincher Martin (published in America as Pincher Martin: The Two Deaths of Christopher Martin) is …

Alone with a Monster: My Time Inside Pincher Martin

When I picked up Pincher Martin, I thought I was in for a survival story—stormy seas, a castaway on a rock, man versus nature. What I got instead was man versus himself, stripped to the bone. William Golding doesn't hand you a narrative. He locks you inside a decaying consciousness and dares you to stay.

The novel begins with Christopher Martin, a naval officer, being hurled into the sea after his ship is destroyed. He claws his way onto a barren rock in the North Atlantic. No food, no fresh water, no hope. Just rock, sea, sky—and his mind. That’s where the real story happens.

What unfolded wasn’t action but disintegration. Martin’s thoughts looped, fragmented, grasping at order, pride, and identity. And I followed him, page after page, through misery, denial, hallucination. It was exhausting. At times, I wanted to put the book down just to get out of his …

Thomas Mann: Le Docteur Faustus (French language, 2004)

Doctor Faustus is a German novel written by Thomas Mann, begun in 1943 and published …

Composing with the Devil: My Descent into Doktor Faustus

Reading Doktor Faustus by Thomas Mann felt like climbing into a cold, cerebral labyrinth—with no guarantee of coming back whole. At its center is Adrian Leverkühn, a composer who trades his soul for artistic genius. But this is no flashy Faustian bargain. It’s slow. Clinical. And terrifyingly plausible. Mann fuses dense intellectualism with creeping dread, and I often felt like I was wading through quicksand made of philosophy, music theory, and theology.

The novel is narrated by Leverkühn’s friend Serenus Zeitblom, a cautious, moral man chronicling the life of a genius consumed from within. Zeitblom’s tone is restrained, but through it, I could feel the chill of Leverkühn’s isolation, his detachment, and ultimately his collapse. The pact with the devil is framed not just as a personal tragedy but a national one—mirroring Germany’s own moral decay leading up to the rise of Nazism. That parallel haunted me throughout.

This wasn’t …

Toni Morrison: The Bluest Eye (1970, Holt, Rinehart and Winston)

Each night Pecola prayed for blue eyes.

In her eleven years, no one had ever …

Staring Into Pecola’s Eyes: A Reflection on The Bluest Eye

Reading The Bluest Eye by Toni Morrison was not just a literary experience—it was a reckoning. Told through fragmented perspectives, the novel follows Pecola Breedlove, a young Black girl in 1940s Ohio, who yearns for blue eyes, believing they will make her beautiful and loved. What unfolds is not simply her story, but an indictment of a society infected by racism, internalized self-hate, and generational trauma.

As I read, I didn’t feel like a distant observer. I felt complicit, uncomfortable, and ultimately heartbroken. Morrison’s language is both poetic and punishing. Her prose doesn’t ask for permission—it demands attention. I found myself stopping mid-paragraph, re-reading lines, feeling gutted by how brutal and beautiful they were.

What struck me most was how Morrison refuses to offer easy comfort. Pecola’s descent into madness isn’t romanticized. It’s raw. Her world doesn’t change. It breaks her. And yet, Morrison doesn’t write tragedy for tragedy’s sake—she …

George Orwell: A clergyman's daughter (Paperback, 1990, Penguin Books)

One of Orwell’s earlier novels this relates the strange story of a young unmarried woman …

Disillusion and Awakening – My Journey Through George Orwell’s A Clergyman’s Daughter

Reading A Clergyman’s Daughter was like walking through a fog that gradually thickens until one begins to question not only the world but one’s own place within it. George Orwell’s novel, often overlooked beside his major works, struck me as one of his most human and quietly devastating explorations of faith, poverty, and identity.

The story follows Dorothy Hare, the dutiful daughter of a small-town clergyman. At first, I saw her as the embodiment of repression and obedience — her life reduced to routine, service, and silent endurance. But when a sudden breakdown shatters her memory and she finds herself adrift in London, I felt the narrative shift from the domestic to the existential. Orwell strips Dorothy of everything — class, religion, respectability — and forces her, and us, to confront what remains when all illusions are gone.

What moved me most was not her suffering, but her quiet perseverance. …

Thomas Mann: Death in Venice and Other Stories

Beauty, Decay, and the Abyss – My Reflection on Thomas Mann’s Death in Venice

Reading Death in Venice was like watching a man descend gracefully into ruin, one exquisite sentence at a time. From the opening pages, I sensed that Thomas Mann was not merely telling a story about an aging writer’s obsession but constructing a meditation on art, desire, and mortality. The novella’s rhythm—measured, deliberate, and almost hypnotic—pulled me into Gustav von Aschenbach’s inner world with unsettling intimacy.

Aschenbach, the disciplined and respected author, travels to Venice seeking rest and inspiration, but instead finds himself captivated by the beauty of a young boy, Tadzio. What fascinated me was how Mann treats this obsession: never crudely, never romantically, but as something metaphysical—a collision between the yearning for perfection and the inevitability of decay. I felt torn between admiration and pity as Aschenbach’s rational mind dissolved into feverish longing.

Venice itself becomes a mirror of his soul: magnificent yet rotting, luminous yet filled with the …

reviewed A Happy Death by Albert Camus (Penguin classics)

Albert Camus: A Happy Death (Paperback, 2002, Penguin)

A young man searches throughout life for the key to confronting death without fear.

The Price of Happiness – My Reflection on Albert Camus’s A Happy Death

Reading A Happy Death felt like stepping into the intimate laboratory of Camus’s thought — raw, searching, and strangely serene. Written before The Stranger but published posthumously, it carries the early pulse of his philosophy: the tension between the body’s hunger for life and the mind’s craving for meaning. From the first pages, I sensed a quiet intensity, as if Camus were dissecting existence itself through the slow awakening of his protagonist, Patrice Mersault.

What fascinated me most was Mersault’s journey from restlessness to solitude. He begins amid the ordinary emptiness of work and routine, longing for escape. When he commits a murder — an act both shocking and curiously detached — it becomes less a crime than a pivot toward liberation. I found myself disturbed by how calmly Camus presents it, yet I understood: for Mersault, happiness must be wrestled from life, not granted by it.

The later chapters, …