The Double by Dostoevsky

Nowadays i am reading the Sinhalese translation of the "The Double" by Fyodor Dostoevsky. I think i am halfway finished with some difficulties.

"Goldyadkin" is the hero of the story. Goldyadkin found a person whose figure is same as himself in his office. Amazingly he is also having his own name and coming from his home town.

Sometime i thought this is "Goldyadkin"'s imagination.

Goldyadkin is trying to describe the character's of the "Goldyadkin". It is so complex as Dostoevsky 's famous quote that man is a mystery.

Frankly saying , it is very difficult to read , sometime it caused me a headache.

But i am still reading this and try to understand the Dostoevsky's standards of the mankind.

frustration

Today morning i was there at the train station.

Sometimes we are getting in to the train from the offside. It means we are not using the normal platform that people are generally used. So as there are 2 tracks , i had to cross the track that is used by the trains going up.

From that point we have to be carefully when train is coming from the opposite side.

I met some friends at the station. I asked from them " is that express train gone?" . They said "Yes" . But i know there are 2 express trains are coming from the opposite side.

So the train that i was waiting has arrived, we heard the sound from the other track as well.

It means another express train is coming from the other side at the same time.

There are about 20 or 30 second, most of the people crossed over the track and getting into the train. But i was not doing that . How can i take risk?

Express train has arrived and has gone.

Train that i was waiting , is moving slowly. How can i getting in?

But i noticed that only me is still there. frustration is on me. ( i have to wait another 40 minutes)

O shit , i would have get in .

Funny thing

Half and hour ago, it is happened to me. Today is a rainy day. I got down from the train at Fort Station. I had to walk about a kilometer. At once it is pouring. I thought i forgot to bring an umbrella. I was trying to avoid rain , under a tree. People are passing. i cursed my self, that i forgot to bring my umbrella in this rainy day.

I stayed there about 5-10 minutes and found my self, all the clothes are wet. Then i started running in frustration. I used my polythene bag as a shade when i was running .

Suddenly , i felt hard at my finger tips at the polythene bag.

O god ! my umbrella is in my bag.

Pollyanna - Eleanor H. Porter

Pollyana is a novel. But it is not mearly a novel , but lessons that teach you how to being happy.
We can see the something to be happy , in most of the things that is happend to us.

No worry , this lessons are not taught by ugly way , but simply applying though the simple story.
This is simply wonderful a story and worth buying and worth reading.

Similarity between Einstein and me

Nowadays i am hating my hair style. Whenever i see my face through the mirror , i remind the hair style of Albert Einstein. This is not a good sign , i need to have a hair cut on weekends.