- Window Seat-Udayan Thakkar
- One day a young woman working in the office collides with Smith. It slips into Smith's hand before parting. "I love you ...
The opposition did not allow the Lok Sabha to function, accusing the Indian government of spying on citizens with pay gossip. Governments around the world are at least partially spying, but to what extent? In the novel Nineteen Eight Four, published in 19, George Orwell imagined what the world would be like in 19.
There are three superpowers in this novel: Oceania, Eurasia and Eustacea. The protagonist Winston Smith looks at the huge poster. One meter wide face, thick mustache, eyes that chase wherever you go, written in large letters below, 'Big Brother is watching you.' Smith lives in London. Britain is no longer a country, its new name is 'Air Strip 1', which is part of Oceania. The posters are full of thieves, the same face staring at everyone from the currency coin. (Some prime ministers like to post pictures of themselves everywhere.) Police helicopters fly over people's homes. 'Telescreen' in every home, from which all the movements and conversations of the house can be seen and heard. There is no such thing as personal life.
Smith works in the Ministry of Truth. His main job is to replace the news in the old newspapers. The government announced that 62 million shoes have been produced in three months. The government budget said that fourteen crore and fifty lakh shoes would be made. So Smith changed the old newspaper figure to show that the government's estimate was only 57 million shoes, the actual production has been better than expected. Smith's account changed the pages of all the old newspapers to change history. No one really knows how many shoes were made, maybe not a single pair, because half the population walks barefoot. Just like the Ministry of Truth newspapers, books, flags, movies, tapes: all the old documents are 'improving' as they see fit. This is what they call 'reality control'. His motto is, 'Whose control is over the past, his control over the future.' (The words 'post-truth' and 'fake news' have become popular because of Donald Trump. The Chinese people do not find a single document mentioning the Tiananmen Square massacre.
Some people in Oceania suddenly disappear. The adult sitting in the cabin opposite Smith removes all mention of such people from the document, proving that such a person never existed. It was a pity that the adult was given such a job because her husband had also disappeared.
Smith sleeps naked because the clothing purchase coupon is low. Everybody wants a razor blade and a cigarette because they have rationing. Not to be outdone, Smith eats government rum, which intoxicates the hungry. Neighbor begs Smith, can you clean my washbasin? If we apply to the government for repair, it will not happen in two years. As Smith repairs the basin, he is hit in the head. A 7-year-old boy from the neighborhood shouted at Gilol, 'You are Goldstein's spy! I will send you to a concentration camp! ' Since boys above the age of 5 are in a government organization called 'Spies', their parents are scared of them. (In the Soviet Union and Nazi Germany, children spied on their parents.) This is the party's motto: "War is peace, freedom is slavery, ignorance is power."
One day a young woman working in the office collides with Smith. It slips into Smith's hand before parting. 'I love you.' There is talk of stomach cramps. The party runs an anti-sexuality movement. You have to get the approval of the party to get married, which is not available. If you go to talk about love, you will be imprisoned with hard labor. Weeks later, the two meet in the canteen, pretending to have met by chance, and some evenings decide to meet in the middle of a town square. People are rushing to see the lorry passing by the prisoners of the enemy country. In the crowd, Smith gets close to the girl. Both look at each other, not in front of each other, but on the bridge of the nose. Smith thinks, I haven't seen the face exactly, will his eyes be brown or brown? The ankodas of their hands are intertwined. Staring in front, Smith sees the mournful eyes of an old prisoner, not of a young woman. (The author hints at the fate of Pangrata love.) On Sunday, Bay decides to meet in a secluded place away from the city.
It's Sunday afternoon. Men are not seen in the distance, dream-like flowers are hanging on the grass. If Smith and the young lady look-
‘The thrush bird perched on the stalk opens its wings, flutters carefully again, bows its head as if bowing to the sun, puts the ragaragini flowing. The song is shockingly dull at noon. The vocals go on, for minutes, with the pillars, the ascents and descents, the birds fluttering their drums. There is no one to listen. Who is the bird singing for? '
The open song of the bird suggests a love affair between slavery and mechanics. The young woman says her name is Julia. Smith and Julia hate Big Brother and the party, craving freedom. They mate in the solitude of the bush. It is dangerous to meet frequently in the city. The shopkeeper who sells antique items rents his garden where the two meet. In the gardener's solitude, Julia says, here I will put on make-up, wear heeled sandals, wear silk stockings. I don't want to be a comrade, I want to be a real woman. (In order for such a wish to be expressed, the reader must know that in fact nothing is going to happen.)
'Sometimes they think that such a death is as real as the bed they are sleeping on. They clung to each other with frustrated sexuality. They were in a hurry to fill the gap of happiness as if it was five minutes before the execution. '
The author opposes the ephemerality of love against the eternity of dictatorship. The shopkeeper is a government spy, he arrests Smith and Julia. This is followed by lengthy descriptions of the torture inflicted on Smith. It reveals the author's wrath against dictatorial powers such as the Soviet Union, but not art. Smith has false confessions - spying on behalf of the enemy, anti-party activity, treason. He loses 4 kg of weight, almost all his teeth fall out, he is forty, he seems to be sixty-five. He sighs, sighs, sighs, sighs, sighs, sighs, sighs, sighs, sighs, sighs, sighs, sighs, sighs, sighs, sighs, sighs. Now Smith is tied up. The moment he let go of the hungry, carnivorous rats, he exclaimed, 'Leave these rats to Julia, not to me!'
This is not the story of Laila-Majnu. Lovers are defeated against the rule, not only that, their mutual love is also destroyed. Orwell became famous for his novels depicting the ferocity of Soviet and Nazi rule. However, due to the lengthy political debates, the texture of the story seems to be torn apart by propaganda literature. Someone asked Tarak Mehta, 'Why is there no subtlety in your literature?' He replied, 'Politicians have to be ridiculed. Rhinos should not be hugged. '
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