Saturday, March 29, 2008

Forgot The Number Lock Of My Suit Case

Athias and Beatriz Vanegas large

"Read what, they ask thousands of people who do not conceive the existence of thousands of other mortals who spend a good portion of his life to live the Lada's only friend that never disappoints: the book. Read-reply-to me have the humility to recognize that there is always someone better than us or conversely, as Aesop said: "There's always someone worse." Read
to worry, to understand that not all truths are justifiable, but explainable. Read to listen and tolerate. To wield arguments and energumentos. Read not to repeat year after year, decade after decade, century after century, the same mistakes that cause unhappiness.
And what happiness is read by the author of Puebla, Mexico (1949), Angeles Mastretta, especially its beautiful 263-page book "Women with big eyes." A storybook master-narrative in its simplicity and Bertrand Russell said: "Clarity is a virtue" - which can be found stories that show how in spite of that the world of Latino women is limited to family: husband, kitchen, children and home, remains latent in it the strength to, eventually, make decisions and to recognize the moment of change preserve life or routine until then lived.
Thus, in "Women with big eyes," the book that offers expressive intelligence Angeles Mastretta, we find, for example, the story of Aunt Mercedes and his love of old, who is in a party-married both-and they become lovers, for their case, is tantamount to being complicit. Hence it was that he accomplished womanizer, tells in every game until the last detail of life that have racked together in their respective marriages. O
Aunt Chila woman "whom no one understood how he had been able to stop a man who had eyes in the pure goodness reflected," without explanation and without a lover known. Or the story of Aunt Clemencia Ortega, through the story claiming the act of desire, to experience desire in a woman, therefore, Aunt Mercy, "of both secretly felt rubbing her nipples were pointed as a Pirinola ".
And how beautiful account Angeles Mastretta: this book is a feast in the art of narration, comparisons, descriptions and accurate judgments.
To appoint Aunt Charo, for example, gives us: "He had brown hair and subversive and a vicious tongue and happy with who ran the life and miracles of whom were offered."
To explain the erotic excesses of Aunt Celia, the Mexican writer says: "People are hard to bear the happiness of others. And if happiness comes from what appears to be an agreement with the other, then it is simply not supportable ".
And this metaphor to name the unfulfilled desires of women and reclaim his right to be wrong and to dream: "Aunt Monica had wanted to be a globe of these children leave to go to heaven, then mourn as if they had put some effort to not lose, I wanted to travel in exotic lands, or visit the towns of Mexico with the same curiosity of a French anthropologist, I wanted to love with a boatman in Acapulco, being the wife of the first pilot's girlfriend a suicidal poet's mother, an opera singer ... "
" Women with big eyes "who find their former lovers at the top of a tree falling in love the sea and fled in their search, they covet men tender and willing to listen, as the love of Aunt Maria, "wishing I was going slowly and without orders, as equals. He then asked: tell me something. "
It is not just going through the world without having lived, without having read this book.
Posted in Merdiana of Sucre, January 2005 column

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