Answer:Throughout his excursion, Siddhartha learns and experiences many unique lessons that will shape him into the man he so desperately wants to become: a man of peace and tranquility. He has his ups and downs but after encountering a beautiful woman, Kamala, and learning the methods of love and compassion, he transforms into a singular character. This was an infinitesimal yet, pivotal moment that displays how Siddhartha was guided back to his purpose after being led astray by wealth, greed, and temptations. It changes the tone, diction, and message of the remainder of the story.
Siddhartha left the ‘Illustrious Buddha’ to seek further knowledge and gain a better understanding of why there were so many issues plaguing mankind. After seeing Kamala, he sought her counseling and wanted to learn the art of love. She instructs him to find a ‘job’ and obtain more ‘money’. This leads to Siddhartha to use his ability to read and write with a merchant that would make him very wealthy. This is ironic because he was once in a similar state of wealth and prestige as a Brahmin before he left them. He begins to become more enamored with Kamala and becomes blinded by love. His disposition and attitude towards life changes completely. Siddhartha undergoes a seriously contaminating transformation that was influenced by the temptations of this world. The entire reason of his journey has changed. He has no purpose.
The moment Siddhartha decided to follow Kamala’s advice, seeking her guidance on love, he began to deviate from the path of his journey. His urges and temptations are too strong and it tarnishes his inner peace. This antithesis is used to connect Siddhartha’s internal and external conflicts. By committing himself to Kamala, he has completely lost sight of his own intentions. His journey began when he left his father and his village to seek enlightenment on his own. It included a series of painful and meticulous searching and labor, but he gained much knowledge from it. Now Siddhartha is enjoying himself, gambling and drinking frequently. ‘He had no feeling,’ Siddhartha was truly lost.
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It was a very cold morning as it had been raining very heavily the previous night. As my mother was feeling a little under the weather, my sister volunteered to drive me to school. I had overslept and as a result, was running a bit late for school. We got into the car hurriedly. The road was already congested with traffic. It appeared that everyone was late as well.
My sister was a careful driver and despite the fact I was already late, she refused to drive fast on the slippery road. I was lucky she was such a resolute and careful person because a few hundred meters away from the school, we witnessed a tragic accident. it all happened very quickly, as most accidents do. A car full of school children had made a left turning without signaling and as a result a school bus crashed into it. A few cars behind the school bus rammed into the bus as they could not brake in time and soon it became a pile up. The already congested road became jammed with vehicles that came to a crawl. I told my sister that I wanted to help the victims and she nodded silently. She brought the car to a halt not too far from the accident spot.
The scene that greeted us was something I would never forget. It left an indelible imprint in my mind to date. The impact of the accident had plunged three school children out of the car. The driver, a lady, lay lifeless on the steering wheel. I rushed to the children who were preschoolers. Two of them were seriously hurt and bleeding profusely from the head and hands. they were conscious although too weak to realize what had happened. One of them had her left hand severed and appeared unconscious. I think she was killed on the spot. In the meantime passers-by had called the ambulance and while waiting we tried as best as possible to help the victims.
The passengers in the school bus too were injured. I dashed into the bus and saw the driver laid slumped on the wheels. He had severe injuries on the head. While my sister helped him down from the bus, I told the injured school children to stay calm. Most of them appeared to suffer from minor cuts and bruises on their arms and bodies. it was really fortunate that nobody was badly hurt. By then a few adults had entered the bus and together we instructed the children to come out of the bus slowly. The children were crying and screaming for their parents and we had to hug them to keep them quiet.
Meanwhile, two ambulances had arrived. A traffic police car was there too. Two policemen were taking down statements from eye-witnesses. The injured and the dead were whisked away to the hospital. My sister and I later gave an account to the police of what had happened.
I was late for school. In fact, many drives were also late for their work. I informed my teacher of the accident and both felt that it could have been prevented if the drivers had been more careful. Innocent lives would not have been lost otherwise
Graham Greene, The Evening Redness In The West
I've experienced this too many times before
It's not worth being sad about it anymore
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