Monday, February 1, 2010

"The symptoms of love and cholera"

Love is an epidemic. (Much like the AH1N1 virus or HIV AIDS, that caught the world lately). More so, it becomes dangerous especially when it comes to a point of obsession. A cataclysmic upsurge of brainwaves that no science can find immediate remedy except time. Time can be an ally or nemesis in the blossoming and/or fading out of true love. It is a choice.

Love is like cholera. Akin to the symptoms of cholera, basic symptoms of love is palpitations, muscle cramps, shock, (okay this might sounds OA but believe me, if you are irrevocably in love with the other person, you would even want to end your life, right? Especially in the case of failed relationships) and sometimes it has no almost no remedy. And to attest to this, it is chronicled by Gabriel Garcia Marquez' in his novel Love in the Time of Cholera. A love that blossomed, faded and eventually finds its 'resurrection' in the tumultuous time of a pandemic.

I was cautioned by Mom Jeni of the novel's sensuality (“It is not for your age! Bata ka pa.” *eyes roll* thanks for the 'overprotected stance, professor dear') since I have been badgering her to lent me a copy. But she lost it. Thank goodness, friend listened to my parinig so he gave me this book on my birthday.

True to her (Jeni's) words, the novel indeed is sensual much like the courtesan's account of her lovers. But it's ending is somewhat offhand but oh well, I can forgive it. I can liken it to Nicholas Spark's The Notebook but lesser in surge of emotions. It is the story of Florentino Artiza's “contraction of the diseases of the heart” for Fermina Daza that spans for decades. Now, that's something sweet, or even frightening. A story of young love that blossomed under difficult circumstances, but individual dreams and social status interfered. A simple conversation put an end to the relationship. After 52 years, nine months and 662 affairs, Florentino decided to reclaim what he thinks is solely his- Florentina's heart.

The language used in the novel is fluid, would keep you reading, for the tales of the past is intertwined with the current undertakings of the main characters. Chronicles of a love lost and reclaimed, of lovers who seek refuge in each others arms just to feel the love, or semblance of love without the problems of love.

Likening love to cholera is not sweet, right. So when I texted the giver of the book about his idea of likening Love to cholera, he replied, "it only tells us that it (falling in love) is an epidemic, worse there's no specialist for that and no particular medicine or treatment such,..some survived , some were left lifeless, some are in coma..”


Anonymous said...

you have to watch the film.. its done with justice naman.. for me ha.. but its really good...

May Che said...

Why do I have the gnawing feeling na ikaw to Ms. Ilda Mae? hehe....I've watched the movie. Yes, it's a good adaptation.

Anonymous said...

The author's name is Gabriel! not Pablo!!!

May Che said...

Thanks for correcting me Anon. :)


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