Of all the books that I read recently I would definitely like to talk about the Junkie, A William Burroughs book, supposedly a classic. The book is depressing to the core, it will make you smell vomit, hold your temples as if aspirin is nirvana, you could feel a hangover throughout the journey. But then every book must not be inspiring, must not have a happys the endings, certain of them must be like Junkie which is written on a puddle of puke, by a hallucinated nerd, who talks about addiction, what why when and where of addiction.
The best part of Junkie is the answer to the need of drugs and the answer is astonishingly simple, "to walk to eat, to live"!!!!.Yes Junk actually becomes the oxygen for a junkie and that's where the term comes from "Junkie" someone who lives on Junk. The books depicts the life of a youngster who is on odd jobs throughout, hits on from one Junkie to another, then progresses into peddling and trading Junk. It opens door into an unconventional life where you are free from everything and tied to only one thing that's Junk. A fascinating way of life where the only worry is the depleting stock of Junk with you, Our conventional ways actually gives us tonnes of worries, about the EMI's, about beating the one sitting next to you,about marrying a bomb, or the colleague who married one and what not.
But then being a Junkie is like being a feather, being light and being in a state of joy. Why not live being a Junkie for sometime, a way of life in which you would enjoy the rains, the full moon, good sex and sound sleep, Hallucinations, dreams and those simple pleasures of life that we loose in this rat race. Withdrawal symptoms, stomach pains, joint aches and the weakening of social life is scary but then freedom to fly comes at a cost, choice is yours be a jerk or be a junkie!!!!
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