So there I was, reading Jane Austen's Mansfield Park. I was only halfway through but it was already enough for me to sense where the story was heading. Fanny, whom I take her to be the leading character or the protagonist, is actually a girl who has been sent to live with her rich aunt and uncle in Mansfield Park. Up to where I have read, it told of the life from Fanny's perspective. It becomes more interesting when a writer tells a story in this way. Not plainly narrating the lives of characters but actually relating to the readers as if we are the characters themselves. That way, it brings us closer to them and make them relatable to us.
We feel what they feel and experience what they experience.
Fanny has four cousins, and only one of them, Edmund, has stuck with her through thick and thin and have been like a biological brother to her. But this sounds all too familiar already, doesn't it? As time goes by, feelings surface and either you choose to confront it or you suppress it and bury deep beneath the bottom of your heart just to protect that bond that has become too precious to lose.
It becomes even more difficult and challenging when you have to swallow hard on those strong feelings towards the person whom you favour while becoming a witness to a flourishing romance between your adored one and another. From the descriptions of Fanny's feelings, I could say I am able to understand and feel what she feels. I mean, I can relate to them.
Such a situation has never been more familiar in anyone's live before. If you haven't, well, it's not that hard to imagine either. You feel like an outsider, having fanciful feelings for the one person who only treats you like a friend, or a sister, a brother. You would not acknowledge the existence of those unexpressed yet budding attraction because you would not even know they are there yet. But it will all come to surface when a third party comes into play, because that is when unpleasant feelings start battling up with the decent ones. It gets you all confused and self-conflicting. The longer this continues, the deeper the wound conflicted. Unhappy. But what right is there to be unhappy?
Emotions. They really can be a troubling and tiresome impediment indeed.
But then again, what good is there anymore in this world if there aren't emotions? :)
Watched The Hunger Games?
That's right. Just like Katniss and Gale, and then there enters Peeta.
Just that situation.
Cause I'm now all about #thehungergames. :)
You can have my love, I have lots to spare. :)
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