you are what you read.

i may write my views.
that might appeal to yours.
or even oppose to your beliefs.
i may write my heart out.
to let your hearts know that i, too, know.
i may write long, or short.
i may write jargons.
but words are never jargons to me.
you may succeed to despise my words,
or fail to hide the sense you get in them.
try as you might, do your very best, for trying is living.

Wednesday, August 12, 2009

change of heart by jodi picoult

my eyes caught d picture of a small kid wearing a pink dress on d front cover of d book. well, i wanted to buy 'handle with care', but i changed my mind. how can i neglect the offer dat MPH has given me?? hehehe..buy 3 for 2 books....

another review of a story book dat i have read. wow, i must say, jodi picoult is absolutely a controversial author. the way she tells her stories is very compelling and astounding at times. she manages to take even the smallest emotional conflict and can make us think about it 4 days.

i juz finished reading change of heart altho it's not d first book of hers dat i have read (first jodi picoult's book was my sister's keeper). diz tym, d story is about how a convicted murderer wanted to redeem himself by donating his heart to the daughter of d family's victims. he was sentenced the death row, d first ever in d state 4 almost 70 years. reason? he was accused of killing a police officer and a 7 year-old girl.

in this story, morals and ethics of a death penalty are questioned, religions are dangerously involved in the secular law of separating religion and court. the defense lawyer in this story also played a prominent role in discovering herself and how to live her life in a very confident way(not that she's not confident but she has personal conflicts like her awareness of weight and so on) which lawyers should do. she has to deal with her mother's everlasting criticsm and gain comfort from a rabbi father wehereas she was an atheist. another significant role that i like is the priest, Shay Bourne's spiritual advisor (the convicted murderer), where he had to face his own dilemma on his religion. his faith is doubted ever since he met the guy who seemed to kill two innocent people but then had a very kind persona.

jodi picoult highlighted a few religious and law issues in her book. well, not many writers can write about these issues in a very detailed yet not provoking way. her intentions of defining the world is not deletrious because she is clearly expert in relating her stories to ordinary people like me. i found her thorough research a very helpful way to gain knowledge. after all, i am not the type who reads factual books from cover to cover unlike my addicition to story books like diz. (^_^) d way she analyzed and compared such sensitive issues really made u think(seriously) and open up our rationality to see a different view from a different person. u know, dat kinda imagine-urself-in-dis-person's place thingy. is death really the solution of deterring unwanted entities in a community? do victims of crime should accept that somehow in a weird way, d criminals have saved them? i also found myself questioning, how many so-called- convicts out there is actually innocent but wrongly accused and had to suffer throughout their lives in human cages? plus, how humane is a human when it comes to protecting other people's rights? are we as notorious as a criminal when it comes to defending ourselves? or are we just using our survival instincts? these questions lingered in my mind when i sit doing nothing. a very conventional way to use your mind.

plus, i love her accurate details of describing an event, a place or even a person. i love using my imaginations so jodi picoult has certainly fulfilled d needs of my active visual mind. her acumen of seeing things is amazing because she knows how to notice things other people mostly do not which is quite similar to mine except that my subjects of observation is always human body language. her love of describing the colours of life sometimes made me put down my books and just stare and watch God's creations in this world. who knows? after this maybe i won't have the chance to watch anymore...

i closed the book. the small droplets of tears running down my cheeks, i wiped them away. silly, why the heck are you crying? embarassing myself. hey, it's just a story. i convinced myself. no, it's not, it's about life. i retorted with a hint of defending my own thoughts. it is so beautiful that i find myself overwhelmed with its beauty. i sighed.


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