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Bookwhore Presents : Colorless Tsukuru Tazaki and His Years of Pilgrimage

Colorless Tsukuru Tazaki and his Years of Pilgrimage

Ratings at 3.79* and below is the back blurb:

Colorless Tsukuru Tazaki and His Years of Pilgrimage is the remarkable story of Tsukuru Tazaki, a young man haunted by a great loss; of dreams and nightmares that have unintended consequences for the world around us; and of a journey into the past that is necessary to mend the present. It is a story of love, friendship, and heartbreak for the ages.

My take on the book:

I have always been fascinated with the works of Haruki Murakami ever since my sister introduced me to Kafka on the Shore seven years ago. Murakami takes you into a surreal world where you can talk to cats, get symbolic dreams,  have weird sex and fantasies, and combines magic with mystery. He takes us into a voyage of the subconsious mind that are oftentimes filled with suicidal tendencies bordering into falling into the deep dark pits while showing the real struggles and self-discovery that comes with it.  His novels will embed in your memory. His characters, their lives – they can be surreal and real all at the same time.

Going back to this book, I somehow find that it is similar to Norwegian Wood but it pinched my heart in a very different way. It’s about how Tsukuru Tazaki – the one with the colorless name,  buried his memories just so that he can protect himself against the emotional pain of rejection.  How he needs to be vulnerable in order to truly and openly love someone. It’s about finding closure from a painful past by being courageous enough to ask for an explanation no matter what the answers may be.

What hits me most about this novel is that it somewhat shows  our struggles to let go of our childhood state in order to enter the reality of adult living. Some of us did a good job with it, while others can’t seem to do it. Our young selves dreamt of being somebody  but we are unable to achieve that dream. Eventually most of us settled for what is only within our reach – just because it’s convenient and it’s where our choices led us to. It maybe a good and acceptable path for some, but for others it’s like falling into an eternal abyss of regrets. Or maybe – life is just all about lost opportunities. We will all end up to this – just as we are now – like how Tsukuru Tazaki points out: “I get the feeling that, even if we had made different decisions then, even if we had chosen to do things differently, we might have still ended up pretty much where we are now.”

If you experienced lost of old friends, looking for that sense of belongingness, and if you feel like an empty vessel because of a lost connection from someone/people in your past? This novel is for you. In order to fill that void, you should be brave enough to face the past and fnd that closure. For you to truly find meaning in life, you must take some steps backwards in order to move forward. That’s just how you can open yourself to someone, to truly love.

Here’s a little something for you to ponder (taken from the book) –

“Let’s say you are an empty vessel. So what? What’s wrong with that? You’re still a wonderful, attractive vessel. And really, does anybody know who they are? So why not be a completely beautiful vessel? The kind people feel good about, the kind people want to entrust with precious belongings.” – Eri/Kuro

If you want to know more about the author and his works, visit his page here.

Colorless Tsukuru Tazaki and his Years of Pilgrimage

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The Sunday Currently

The Sunday Currently VOL. 6

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Still onto Looking for Alaska by John Green.  Kinda stopped reading it cause I want to first finish my bookwhore rating of Colorless Tsukuru Tazaki and His Years of Pilgrimage.


This post and finishing another to be queued next week.


One Headlight  – The Wallflowers

Well this place is old
It feels just like a beat up truck
I turn the engine, but the engine doesn’t turn
Well it smells of cheap wine & cigarettes
This place is always such a mess
Sometimes I think I’d like to watch it burn
I’m so alone, and I feel just like somebody else
Man, I ain’t changed, but I know I ain’t the same
But somewhere here in between the city walls of dyin’ dreams
I think her death it must be killin’ me.


Penny Dreadful Season 2. Watch it please, it’s so fucking good.


It’s Monday again in a few hours. It sucks. BIGTIME.


The adobo I cooked for lunch. I bought organic soy sauce and vinegar yesterday and my adobo turned out better tasting than before. I’m so proud of my cooking, the fiance loved it 🙂


This change won’t eat me up and swallow me whole. Yep, a switch has been turned on and I’m back to that cranky, nasty, indifferent person. The side of me I contained for far too long is now out and about again – and it’s bad, pretty bad. A lot of bad emotions piled up within me recently and I can’t seem to brush it off – I guess I got so fed up.


The workweek passes by quickly or better yet just make the days short and the nights long. I want to to spend more time with the person/people I love other than exhausting effort in all those other shit going on in my life. And of course, hoping those weekends can LAST LONGER.


Gray tank top with pambahay shorts. Comfy sunday wear.


That I was able to finish all my chores by 3PM. That means more blogging time and watching more episodes of Penny Dreadful.


Nothing really. Well i guess I want my wallet to not run out of cash? LOL.  Oh and hey, it’s our 5th year anniversary next Saturday, I want to give my fiance a surprise gift. I already have an idea what it would be, I hope he’ll like it 🙂


A cat in the house to pet when I feel blue but it’s not allowed as per our apartment policy. SUCKS. Anyways, I met this pretty mommy preggy cat yesterday and she let me pet her and purred all throughout. I wanted to bring her home but I can’t, my heart tore to pieces 🙁 Someday, I promise – we will keep a cat and we’ll name her Guenhwyvar or Gwen for short and she will live a hundred years full of love and affection!


A bit hungry and cold.


Nothing at the moment.

The Sunday Currently is a link up by Siddathornthon. 

Sending you cat hugs from across the web. Till next time! 🙂


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