A tale of two cities is a classic of 1859,a novel from which the journey to English literature stars for many, written by Charles Dickens is a tremendous piece depicting complexities of humans, their yearning for solidarity, solace, freedom, love, anguish and what not! So here is a note to Mr. Charles Dickens :
A letter to Charles Dickens
I hope you hear every unsaid voice reading your books with silence of the night, the moonlit sky telling you the glory of being a writer, the air summoning the words which were lost deep down somewhere in the hearts to let you know and write about. I wonder what did you wonder, how those characters visited you, how Lucie Manette was someone who couldn’t be loved enough, how did the idea to relish and admire beauty and bountiful warmth of charm came to you? How could you relate a gentleman with Charles Darnay, someone who knew the depth of love of a woman, the multiverse that resides within her eyes, with an abundance of care, empathy, honesty to protect and nurture myriad of spheres around her; the one who wasn’t in the rush to claim what was his in terms of power and wealth, he chose family over the chicanery ,absolute power might bring, he chose conscience over the world of schadenfreude! And the toil of people beseeching their essence to stay by raising more than hatred towards those who were high on power and shimmering of money made society, how they moved from the streets to the castles to get what was their and were deprived from some basic amenities like air &water for survival , respect and liberty for living, they fought with their own selves before they could fight the society the very same which exploited them to death, they fought and the struggle went a far way long that’s history! Everything’s told so succinctly that while reading I couldn’t relate with the story yet I’d find myself there, just in front of Lucie , seeing her crying for her love ,wanting to tell her that stay strong this too shall pass, yet moving away with the blunders of the story line, finding multiple timelines to escape in the story! I could say much but just followed the way you led me to, to every belligerent scene to every ecstatic portrayal of love and it’s powers, it’s flaws yet the perfection over moon, the tranquility more than the bank of a river offers! I moved and moved. They say that love is a philosophical concept ,reality is beyond its scopes and principles, but don’t they know that it’s love only which makes the reality beautiful, a reality without love would be like hell, and hell isn’t what realities believe! After reading this, I even believed in love more, it has the power to transform people through the spell of the time, when one is in love everything becomes lovely, you start living with more life in it, every mystery turns into miracle moreover all that one thinks is of good, every bad just relinquishes to dust further sprouting the seeds of hope! So did Sydney Carton change, for love’s sake became a better person, and eventually became the nothingness yet being the joyous everything to someone he loved. He lived a better life for love and died for love too! What did the love give him, death? No a promise to proliferate further farther from this end to other but not finding an oblivion just making it’s existence stronger with every heart it meets and goes ahead, kissing the skies, waving goodbyes to sunsets, dancing in the rain, it’s right there in every heart in some hidden portions or darker corners yet it’s there, it’s always been even before sun rose and moon glittered!
So that’s how he lived before then in the love of Lucie’s family!
Yours reader;no less no more