Any new beginning starts with hope that promises to see us through like the ‘Green Light’ in ‘Great Gatsby’ which was Jay Gatsby’s ray of hope and a symbol of the American Dream.
There’s enormous excitement, positivity, zeal and enthusiasm in this spirit of newness. It’s like a child’s new found toy that keeps him engaged for a period of time wherein he experiments, discovers, appreciates and glows in self pride. The twinkle in the eyes and the glow in his face lead him on to further analysis and experimentation till a time when the toy transforms into a precious possession. It has a special significance and you’ll see him clinging onto to it ever so dearly. The disappointment that he experiences if the toy malfunctions is immense and deep.
However, this attitude is only short lived; it changes, just like the weather in my hometown. That same time that brought about attachment brings detachment too and pretty too soon. Sooner or later the interest and the discovery factor dies. The toy now is a thow away object .That aura has vanished and the child now notices the otherwise invisible defects. It’s too plastic, too metallic, too noisy, too big or too tiny. What was once so priceless is now too cheap and deserves being discarded. The heart and the house are too small to hold objects of no significance.
Therefore what once was the beginning of hope is now ‘a valley of ashes’; just as death follows life ‘SURU’ or the beginning anticipates an end.
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