Professional deformation is wonderful sometimes. With the book talk to me softlyWe all think, rightly in my opinion, of the radio program Hablar por Hablar that the author Macarena Berlin presents to us at dawn.
And I mention the professional deformation because Pita, the protagonist of this novel appears to us halfway between her role as director of a radio program and her candidacy for spontaneous intervener in a radio program at dawn.
Pita could be one of those voices that Macarena lets speak, to communicate, to transmit to the airwaves what happens with a life that no longer seems his, that escapes from his hands. This circumstance terrifies Pita, as it happens to all of us who discover how the rudder takes an unforeseen direction in the course of our planned destination.
The void, the fear of those more than possible vandalism of fate is weathered as it can when it occurs. Pita is a full woman, in her most social aspect. But the inner hollow is always there, waiting, waiting for a change of circumstances to manifest itself fully.
From Pita we learn that fear is necessary. We need an internal fear that drives us to overcome ourselves, that confronts us with life. Otherwise, in a life without overcome fears, there may be a moment when emptiness eats everything, even destiny.
It seems very appropriate to close this review with an associated idea, the one that Milan Kundera raised to us in another existential book, The Unbearable Lightness of Being:
“Man can never know what he should want, because he lives only one life and has no way of comparing it with his previous lives or of amending it in his later lives. There is no possibility of verifying which of the decisions is the best, because there is no comparison. The man lives it all the first time and without preparation. As if an actor performed his work without any kind of rehearsal. But what value can life have if the first trial to live is already life itself? That is why life seems like a sketch. But not a sketch is the precise word, because a sketch is always a draft of something, the preparation for a painting, while the sketch that is our life is a sketch for nothing, a draft without a painting.
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