The Night of January 16th by Ayn Rand – Review
I must say, this is the best play I read in my life. Bjorn Faulkner, Karen Andre and Lawrence Regan took my breath away. It is a play that takes place in a courtroom. It is not a huge story with too many incidents but a small one that leaves the whole scenario to the reader’s imagination. I’m impressed with Faulkner and Regan. Ayn Rand as always knows exactly what kind of men are needed in today’s world. They both were fearless, they get what they want, they rule the world and when it comes to love, they give everything. Karen’s love and devotion for Faulkner are beyond words. Regan is a gangster by profession but also knows how to respect love when he sees it. I’m always amazed at the kind of main male characters that Ayn Rand designs in her books. I wonder if such men do really exist in today’s world. Men who fear nothing, who have sky-high goals, who work for what they want, who refuse to bow to anyone, who crush the rules set by the so-called society and men who love beyond any kind of scale that is ever built in this world. Hats-off to Ayn Rand! She is the hero.
What turned you into a book-worm?
Howz your day going? I'm sure most of you are snuggled into a corner on a comfy couch holding your book in one hand and a hot cuppa coffee in another. That's how I spend most of my days. Today when I woke up to the prickling rays of the hot sun, I wanted to ditch my daily chores and drown in the pages of my latest read. I didn't know if I loved reading or if I was ADDICTED. I wondered why I enjoy the company of books more than humans, why I preferred the fantasy world in the books to the real world I'm living in. From my early childhood, I remember that my favorite pastime is reading books. I rarely went outside to play with friends. I read almost every book from my school library and my town library. My mom would bring me more books and I would read them within 2-3 days.
I guess I found it interesting living through the lives of the characters in the book. Books also gave me loads of information and I call it knowledge. I knew how it was during the world war, what it was like being a refugee, how to build a tent and why is plastic dangerous to our ecosystem, just by sitting at home. My addiction was fueled by the books my mom bought me almost every other week. She was a reader, too and I wonder if reading got into me by genes.
During my adolescence, I guess no friend could clear my doubts like books did. I found not one but so many best friends in books.
I developed a huge urge for traveling and I would blame it on my books. The more I read, the more I wanted to travel to new places. Since I had no luxury to do that, I read even more books to compensate my urge... hahhha.... vicious cycle... isn't it?
Anyways, now I'm not a book-worm anymore, I would call myself a book dragon, if at all there exists a word like that. Now I wish I knew all the languages in this world so that I could read books from every language that is known. See what I mean when I call myself a book dragon? LOL!
Please share your stories, tell me why you got so addicted to books, what was that first book that made you want to read more and more... I'll look forward to hearing from you. Got to go, I've got a book to finish.