11. März 2004, 19:55

Last night I finished to read the book "Oblomov" by Ivan Goncharov. I couldn't stop to read, so it became 5 am, when I finally read the last words of the novel.

But what a novel! I still cannot believe it! This is one of the best literature, I ever have read!

I cannot believe, this novel was written already over 140 years ago and the author has already known so much about me. Yes, if you wanna know something more about me, about my habit, about my view at the world and at the life, then read this book! I cannot remember, when and whether ever a book led to such reactions, such emotions in me at all.

I especially liked the two first parts of the book, which in the personality of Oblomov is described and how he overcomes his passivity and lazy lifestyle, when he has found and noticed his love to a woman. His one and only love in his entire life, but consequently a tragic love, which has allowed only one single kiss. If you want, so you could notice some similarities to the present time. That's quite unbelievable.

The end was rather sad, but that's was unavoidable, I guess. But you know, I don't like stories with happy-ends very much, because in my opinion, stories with happy-ends are not true. In my point of view, life has no happy-end.

While reading it, I really became angry and jelous, because Oblomov's friend got all the pleasure and happiness Oblomov tried to reach and eventually failed. Is this fair? Well, but actually it was mainly his own fault. But a character is hardly to change.

In some critics is said, that this novel shows and describes typically the so-called "Russian soul". I don't know. maybe, maybe not - But Man, there so much of me in it, too!

I love that novel!