February 24, 2017

The Incident of the Dog in the Night-Time by Mark Haddon

The Incident of the Dog in the Night-Time written by Mark Haddon. He is a British Novelist and Poet and known for this book which was published on 2003.

The story is a first-person narrative by Christopher who is 15 years old with autism. He likes mathematics (in fact, he is very good at it!), he is very keen to detail and lives in a "logical" world. It all started when he found Mrs. Shears' dog that was mysteriously killed in her yard. This made him write a book about the murder case and tries to solve the mystery behind it. Little did he know, he will unveil a much bigger mystery and it all revolves around his life and family. Every bit of investigation uncovers a truth which will change his life.

Reading journey: Reading a story with a POV of an autistic boy felt discomforting at first but, honestly, gets interesting in the long run. Anyone who has read the book must have something to find in common with Christopher and I think that's when I started to feel that there is a connection between me and the protagonist. At some point, we were all young detectives and we have our own ways of thinking and always have "logical" reasoning behind it. As I read on, I grew some empathy about the kid especially when he knew more of the bigger things - which now involves his family. He knew about so many things in a blink of an eye and I felt that it was too much for him as it was for me. 
"And when you look at the sky you know you are looking at stars which are hundreds and thousands of light-years away from you. And some of the stars don’t even exist anymore because their light has taken so long to get to us that they are already dead, or they have exploded and collapsed into red dwarfs. And that makes you seem very small, and if you have difficult things in you life it is nice to think that they are what is called negligible, which means they are so small you don’t have to take them into account when you are calculating something."
The author has captured me into the world of autism at least in Christopher's world. Having a glimpse of how it is in their world is awkward but, honestly, interesting as it takes more effort to ask your self WHY? Then, you'll later realize, BECAUSE WHY NOT?
"A lie is when you say something happened which didn't happen. But there is only ever one thing which happened at a particular time and a particular place. And there are an infinite number of things which didn't happen at that time and that place. And if I think about something which didn't happen I start thinking about all the other things which didn't happen."
I appreciate the efforts in showing some diagrams, equations, and sketches to explain what Christopher wants to portray. It helps the reader to understand more and move along with the story. As far as I can remember, the book has covered the emotional, physical and intellectual part of Christopher. Emotional, for example: the extremes of becoming too sad (feeling too sick to the point of not saying anything) and too scared (feeling too dependent with his Swiss knife). 

I have never read a book similar to this yet but I am giving this book three stars out of five. The content was good and it keeps me moving from page one up to the end but I think the story ended too fast. The first part of the story is unpredictable compared to the last chapters of the book. The story created a bubble slowly in the start but it burst too fast.

February 10, 2017


it was a cold night
the stars were shining brightly
wrapped around your arms

February 3, 2017

A Quick Recall

On the eighth day of September in the year Nineteen ninety,
you were holding me with both hands,
close to your chest, your heart.
You were there.

When I started to know that life is
all about going to school everyday
and spending weekends with family and friends.
You were there.

When papa went to another place,
you were there - trying to hold us
in place altogether.

Then you decided to go with him.
That was not a short notice,
we knew you would want to go
as well.

When all things have gone down,
I'd like to think that you were still there.

Now, I am standing on my own;
paying my own bills, cooking my own meals,
preparing for the next day...
I wish you were here.

To see me how I have become.
I don't know what you would think of me
but I'd like to think that you are proud.

Thanks, mama! For raising us well.
I know you're happy in heaven
with papa whom we miss dearly
as well.
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