Finished reading Ayn Rand’s Fountainhead for the second time. I’m yet to come across a book that can stay on your mind every waking moment for at least a week after you finish reading it.
I want to meet Howard Roark. Yeah, as simple as that. If possible, I want to BE Roark. The philosophy is so amazingly simple! But the simplicity ends right there. There cannot be a more tougher set of ideals (or principles in life) to follow than what Roark does. His absolute love for architecture makes you want to..I dont know, it’s just so overwhelming! That’s the word – overwhelming.
I’m pretty sure I’m going to read this book again. And again. And yet another time. You’ll be forced to, it’s that addictive. You get transported into this surreal world where people can play the most dirtiest of politics, at the same time be the pinnacle of integrity. Your feelings towards the characters changes so many times in the course of the book. One time you feel disgusted thinking about the guy, 10 chapters later you fall in love with that same character.
I’ll just be making a mockery out of the whole thing if I attempt to write about the book. Reading this book should be written down on the things-to-do-before-I-die list. At least thrice.
There’s a reason why a book written in 1943 is still under publication (recently had a 25th anniversary edition published!).
A part of you changes everytime you read the book. That’s for sure. I’ve had two already.