Ocean Vuong – On Earth We’re Briefly Gorgeous
What do you call a book that flows like a river from beginning to end, what do you call one that is painfully beautiful that your heart bleeds everytime you read the word, ‘Ma’ ?
” I don’t know if you’re happy, Ma. I never asked.”
“Ma, you once told me that memory is a choice. But if you were god, you’d know it’s a flood.”
But my doubt is everywhere, Ma.
At times, this book feels like a love letter. At times, like a memoir. At times, it feels something more than anything the words I know could describe. It told me how a war never ends, how it continues inside a person long after it is over, It told me how love at it’s best repeat itself, how to love something, at times was to name it after something so worthless that it might be left untouched, how for some people apology was their form of saying hello, how losing a person could make more of us, the living, broken into two. And the list goes on.
I don’t remember the last time I cried reading a book. May be it was because Lan reminded me of my grandfather, how for me the greatest love was being asked ‘Did you eat’ when nobody cared and every time, Lan asks “Little Dog, Did you eat”, I felt love in it’s most pure form.
I badly want to go back to this book and inhale in all the words, like how could somebody write about people and places with so much beauty that you fall in love even with the pain, how could somebody see something and relate it to something so different. Ocean Vuong is no less than a magician and I am so glad that I decided to buy this one. There is very few pages in this book that I haven’t highlighted. So give it a read, people. Happy Reading.