The Great Gatsby by F. Scott Fitzgerald
The book was straightforward (or at least that was how it looked like to me) despite the series of guessing games. It was a natural thing - Nick's way of being curious about a man who likes to throw parties and yet a 'bad host'.
It wasn't exactly sad, but there were signs of loneliness.
All the while, I was looking for somebody in the book that I could love. I didn't reach the love part, but I would pretty much go for Gatsby, the Great.
Gatsby started off as somebody mysterious without much to hide. The moment he revealed his love for Daisy, I sort of got ready for the guessing game as Nick narrated.
The colors, richness, golden-aura - these are the stuffs that made me conclude The Great Gatsby's a novel for the high-class society. There are times when this novel made me sort of feel so lost with the pool of names, words, places... I simply found myself wondering at times what the hell is Fitzgerald saying.
All in all, I didn't like it much, but Fitzgerald's way of narrating a story is absolutely classy.
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