The Fault in our Stars — John Greene
I started reading this book on 1st January 2018. Apparently, I finished it on the same day. But I read it again and again. I wonder, why I didn’t read this piece earlier.
This book has an admirable story of love and affection. It gave me a candid look through life.
Basically, the plot starts with a 17-year-old girl named Hazel Grace Lancastersuffering from last stage lung cancer. She’s at the peak of pain and almost ready to embrace death with no such expectations from life. But (there has to be a ‘but’), she meets Augustus Waters, who is one leg amputee due to osteosarcoma and a happy-go-lucky guy. Hazel is a fond reader of a book called ‘The Imperial Affliction’ which has an unfinished climax. As the writer did not write any other book or edition related to it, she was quite curious to know about the end. She had tried to get in contact with the author ‘Peter Van Houten’ through emails and letters but all in vain. She lends this book to Augustus. He also finds this book equally peculiar and these two youngsters get together to know the finale of the book. Also, Augustus makes contact with the writer and fortunately, the writer invites them to Amsterdam to know about it, considering their sides. They become friends and after sharing times of good and bad, they become something more than just friends.
The plot is very well written. I felt grand after reading it. Like everything around me is beautiful and I am equally special. In Shakespeare’s Julius Caesar, Caesar says to Brutus,” The fault is in not in our stars, Brutus, it is in us”. And indeed the title is very well given. Because when someone loves someone to the fullest, the treasured nastiness of fate strikes. There are challenges. The most sucking part of fate is that we don’t know from where and out of what that challenge would come. And as far as the story is concerned, the fault is truly in the stars of Hazel and Augustus because their love deserved each other up to infinities.
This book told me that ‘Oblivion’ is also a thing to be feared of. And on the contrary, it also told me that we can do nothing about it. Everything has an end. An end that is unknown to us. Our stories will also be unheard and somewhere lost in the coming centuries. We can just ignore this fear and live the moment. And our choices are OUR choices. They can either get us success or failure. So if we never regret our success then why do we regret our failure. The only thing you can do about it that you can make better choices next time.
Love is undefined. I’m still bemused to the question ‘What is Love?’ because it is to be experienced and not to be just read. It is to be felt! This story gives new standards to the definition of love.
Real love is like ‘hamartia’. When someone loves paying no heeds to worldly institutions, it’s a fatal flaw. Anything and everything becomes weird around and indeed dangerous. Is it the rose petals or thorns, acceptance of reality or scorn of fantasies? Answer to these questions changes from person to person.
Will Hazel and Augustus go to Amsterdam? Will they get to know the proper climax? How will they rise in love? Where their disease lead them? Many Many Many questions will arise. I know, sometimes we are turmoiling over the past, tumbling around the present, unaware about the future, I know.
So guys at such times you can just turn some blissful pages of this book and remember those who wanted and deserved a ‘LIFE’!
Originally published at https://prosperityviews.blogspot.com on January 30, 2018.
