Contagious

In Jhumpa Lahiri’s The Namsake and Jonathan Safran Foer’s Extremely Loud and Incredibly Close, many of the characters have experiences that shape how they are today. Both novels are told in the point of view of multiple people, showing us how each of the experiences they have not only shape their own lives, but the lives of the people around them.

In The Namesake, we have the Gangulis, a couple who entered this new world carrying many burdens: a new romance and traumatic pasts. The newlyweds are to learn things about each other after marriage when traditionally, people date before they wed. In turn, us as the readers also learn about these two individuals and see the lives they started not only for themselves, but for their children also. The event that ties this whole story together seems to be Ashoke’s train accident. The train accident that defines Ashoke life also happens to define Gogol’s life too, turning anger into compassion and pity.  Gogol’s name means so much to Ashoke; it reminds him of the accident, how the book saved his life, and how he was given the chance to create life. Yet Gogol is oblivious to all this and secretly despises his parents for giving him that name. Gogol lives for 18 years, wishing to be someone else, wishing to have another name. When he learns of his father’s accident and the meaning behind his name, he gains a new level of respect for his father and learns to accept himself.

Foer’s novel, Extremely Loud and Incredibly Close, also draws attention to one’s experience and how it affects the people around oneself. The “renter”, or Oskar’s grandpa, lived a life of regret and sadness. From his first love leaving him to chosing to abandon his family, he’s done things he wished he didn’t do. After letting down Oskar’s grandmother many times, he wants to try to be there for his grandson, to make up for all the lost time. In playing the part as the “renter”, he is able to cure his own loneliness while curing Osker’s loneliness too. By realizing his past mistakes, he’s able to not make history repeat itself and be there for a loved one when he is needed. Oskar doesn’t know how to deal with the loss of his father and speaking to the “renter” allowed him to finally open up and get rid of his “heavy boots”. Oskar has someone to finally play the voice messages for and someone to speak his feelings to.

When we look back on our past, the bad memories seems to stick out more than the good memories. We then push ourselves to fix those bad memories and make up for the past by affecting loved ones in the present. In doing so, both Ashoke Ganguli and Oskar’s grandfather both changed the lives of the people around them.

Achieving Closure

Death is an evident theme in Jhumpa Lahiri’s The Namesake and Jonathan Foer’s Extremely Loud and Incredibly Close.  Death causes people to reminisce on the deceased, how they died, and the last time they spoke.  In both novels whether or not the deceased died alone affects the closure of the living.

            In Extremely Loud and incredibly Close, Oskar Schell returns home from school to five messages left by his father.  The phone rings, but Oskar doesn’t pick up, causing a sixth message to be made.  His inability to pick up the phone causes him to feel as if his father died alone, without any loved ones around him.  Feeling like he let his father die alone, Oskar is unable to find a sense of closure.  He imagines all the ways his father could have died and tries desperately to figure out how his father actually died.  His sense of closure is delayed until he is able to admit his mistake.

            Similar to Oskar Schell’s father, Gogol Ganguli’s father died alone.  When Gogol cleans his father’s room “he cannot remember the last time he and his father had spoken.” (177).  Gogol then proceeds to imagine the daily routine of his father and what his father did the day he died.  Like Oskar, Gogol’s path to closure is a long one, due to the belief that he abandoned his father while he was alive.  After hearing the story behind his name, Gogol feels like he abandoned his father, but as he begins to accept the name he is able to gain closure.

            In The Namesake, Ashima Ganguli receives a phone call and expects it to be about the death of her grandmother. Upon receiving the news that her father is dead, Ashima doesn’t imagine what her father did before he died like Gogol and Oskar did.  She doesn’t have their feelings of abandonment because she followed the practices of her culture as her father wanted.  Since she felt like she followed her father’s wishes and that he father died around loved ones, Ashima acquires a sense of closure allowing her to move on.

            In the end, dying around loved ones makes closure more feasible.  When people feel they abandoned the deceased, like Oskar and Gogol, they take longer to gain closure.

I Remember

Reading Jonathan Safran Foer’s novel Extremely Loud and Incredibly Close was not just a school assignment because of the memories it helped evoke some pleasant memories. I was touched by how the old Mr. Black loved Oskar like a grandson even though they weren’t related. It wasn’t because I was surprised that he put in the effort, it’s not that hard to love someone even if you’re not related to them, it was because I had a similar experience. I have always had my grandparents from my mother’s side of the family and I love them dearly. My father’s side of the family is a bit trickier. His mother, my grandmother, was married and had two kids. Her husband, like all Russian men, had to go and fight in the war and sadly died on the battlefield. My grandmother remarried and my father was born. There was a lot of turmoil within the family because even though my grandmother’s new husband treated my dad like a child, he did not treat the children from the first marriage with the same love. Due to this my grandmother divorced him and he lived in Israel until he died a few years ago. I had never spoken to him nor did he send me a postcard or call on my birthdays. Perhaps he was distancing himself like Oskar’s grandfather but to be completely honest, I don’t care. Throughout my childhood I had another grandfather. Although our bloodlines were different, we loved each other like family. His name was Feydor, but everyone just called him Fedya. He was my grandmother’s neighbor and they spent every waking moment of every day together. I would stay with my grandmother and the tree of us would walk around Brooklyn together, go to the parks, and buy a large container of lemon sorbet to eat later on. Fedya didn’t have to do all of those things; he didn’t have to love me but he did. I don’t forgive my biological grandfather for what he did but I am truly thankful that Fedya filled the void that he left.

I Remember

Reading about the many trips made by the Ganguli family in The Namesake, as well as the tales of travel that their friends told them, reminded me of my experience traveling to London. It was a trip with my school that was being offered during spring break to the tenth grade class as well as a few seniors who helped with chaperoning. My sister was one of those seniors, which was fine with me because it was my first time going on a trip to another country and I spent most of it on my own with my friends anyway.

The first thing that comes to mind when I think of my trip, especially while reading about the Ganguli’s journeys, is the flight and the first day. We left New York in the middle of the day but I had to be up somewhat early to go to the school then to the airport. We flew with Virgin Atlantic and they had in flight entertainment systems for each seat with a bunch of new movies that we could watch for free. I ended up spending the entire flight watching some of these movies rather than sleeping. This was probably not the best idea because the plane landed in London at six in the morning and we spent the entire day touring the city. Of course, by the end of the day, I was exhausted!

The rest of the trip, however, was extremely fun and the weather was surprisingly nice. After months of being told how much it rains in London and that the weather is always bad, we had a week full of warm and sunny days. Meanwhile, New York was experiencing a week of clouds and rain.

Of course it was an eventful trip and I could write much more about it, but for this assignment, it’s probably better to keep it at least a little bit brief and just focus on the parts I thought of while reading the novel.

Introduction

Me in Disney World over the summer

Hey everyone! My name is Keith Stegner. I was born on Long Island, where most of my dad’s family lives, but my family moved upstate when I was little. I grew up in a town about half an hour from Poughkeepsie. I had come here to New York City quite a few times throughout my life, sometimes for school, sometimes with family, and sometimes with friends.

When it came time to choose a college, I knew I wanted to come here because I love the city and it is just the right distance so I can live away from home but can easily go back whenever I want. After spending my life in the country, I knew I wanted to get away to the city, where things are a bit busier and there are fewer trees and more buildings. I am living at the EHS New Yorker Residence, which I moved into just before the hurricane came.

I like computers as well as TV and movies. A few of my favorite shows are Modern Family, Bones, Family Guy, and South Park, although there are many more. I can never think of a favorite movie because there are too many for me to pick just one or even a few. I am a huge fan of The Sims. I have every game in the Sims 2 series and all but one in the first series, although I haven’t bought any Sims 3 games. I also like to take pictures and I took a graphic design class in high school that I really enjoyed.

I love to travel. So far the only other country I’ve been to is England (unless you count about half an hour in Canada at Niagara Falls) but I hope to add many more to that list in the future. However, I have traveled quite a bit along the east coast. Also, I went to Disney World for the fifth time this summer. Most of my relatives on my mom’s side are in the Disney Vacation Club and go almost every year so we join them every few years.

So far I have been enjoying my college experience and I can’t wait to get to know everyone better!

The classic

In “Extremely Loud and Incredibly Close,” author John Safran Foer invokes remembrance with many devices. First, he intertwines pieces of letters that Oscar’s grandfather wrote to his father and that Oscar’s grandmother wrote to himself in between the main plot. This gives the story a nostalgic feeling overall as pieces of the letters reveal Oscar’s grandparents’ past and how does it affect every member in the family. Moreover, the author scatters pictures throughout the book that relate to past events including Oscar’s grandfather’s doorknob, his hands with the yes and no on it, and pictures of a falling man on 9/11. He brings out remembrance in these pictures and constantly reminds the readers of how memory in the book affects one’s past, present, and future. On the other hand, Jhumpa Lahiri in “The namesake” conjures up remembrance with other approaches. The first to be pointed out is how the story is narrated in chronological order, from the beginning of Ashoke’s train accident, to Ashima’s marriage to Ashoke, then to how they started in Boston, up until they gave birth to Gogol and Sonita, and then how they too grew up, went to college, and lived life of their own, and so on. Jhumpa invokes remembrance by making the whole life story of the Ganguli go by so fast, that we as readers think back to the beginning and how long has it been since it happened; this effect by turn generates a feeling of bittersweet reminiscence. What makes Jhumpa’s approach to remembrance special is how she makes the whole story revolves around the namesake of Gogol Ganguli, thus the title “the namesake.” Each time Gogol has a struggle between his pet name and his good name with his parents, friends, or even between himself rouses the reader back to the origin of his name, to the train accident that almost killed Ashoke, and to the Russian poet Nikhil Gogol that had inspired Ashoke from the beginning in Calcutta. In conclusion, both novels, although using different methods and devices, trigger in the readers a sense of the past and of reminiscence, a theme which our class will be concentrated on this semester.

to Vietnam, from America with love

The part when the Ganguli family went visiting Calcutta for eight months resembles one experience that I had when visiting my home country Vietnam after the school year had ended. Just like Gogol, the way I dressed when landed at the airport distanced me from the rest of the family greeting me. Just like Gogol, I had to stay at relative houses from time to time and have fun with them, some I don’t really remember. Just like Gogol, I was asked barrage of questions about my life in America and withstood their remarks about the difference between the ways of life, both negative and positive. Just like Gogol, I got dragged by my parents to places that I wouldn’t have come to myself, but for the sake of remembrance and for their joy. The only difference from my trip and Gogol’s is that asides from all the seldom negativity and awkwardness of acquaintances, it was one of the most enjoyable experience of my life where I got to meet new people, discover new places, and dwell into the past by emerging myself in the community. It was a fulfilling vacation.

A brief intro…

Hey guys, I hope you all had a good experience in your first week at Baruch. My name is Quan and I am an international student who moved to New York 3 years ago from Cincinnati OH and before that from Hanoi, Vietnam. My experience here in the US has been pleasant so far, though not without its ups and downs. I have learned how to play the violin and picked up hip-hop dancing here in New York. For 3 years, I have made so many friends, both older and younger than me, and they have helped me familiarize with my new life in the city and taught me many things that I would have never known had I stay in Vietnam. I am hoping to get to know all of you fellow Macaulay scholars and to learn as much as I can from this class and during my journey here at Baruch. See you all in class!!

Howdy to you too

Hello everybody, my name is Steven Sklyarevskiy and I was born and raised in NewYork. I spent my early years growing up in Brooklyn and then moved to Staten Island. I always hesitate before I tell someone I’m from Staten Island because I have noticed that people seem to have certain preconceived notions regarding it (thank you Jersey Shore). The island is mainly comprised of Italians and Russians, myself being the latter I might add, and it’s a strange place to say the least. I’ve always thought of Staten Island as its own microcosm; anytime you step out of your house you are more than likely to see someone you know, one train and a few buses connect the entire island, and it is covered with forests that although have more than their fair share of garbage can almost be described as serene. There are very few things to do when you want to hang out with your friends so Manhattan is frequented often. Going to school in the city is strange because even though I’ve been to Manhattan plenty, being a part of a gigantic beehive is much different than just soliciting it for its honey every once in a while. I walk down the streets bright-eyed like a tourist and take it all in every single day. I don’t know if eventually I’ll end up walking around, headphones in my ears, hands in my pockets, and staring at my shoes like the majority of commuting New Yorkers but I hope that through this class I’ll be able to keep that spark going as long as possible.

Remembering

Jonathan Safran Foer, author of Extremely Loud & Incredibly Close, and Jhumpa Lahiri, author of the namesake both invoke rembernece among their readers however they do it in different ways. Foer uses the story of a young nine year old boy while Lahiri uses the growing up and adjusting to new lifestyle that Gogol goes through.

Foer tells the story of Oskar Schell who is a nine year old boy who lost his father in the 9/11 terrorist attack on the twin towers. Oskar was very close with his dad, and had the utmost respect for him. After his dads death Oskar has a very difficult time falling asleep, he would lay awake in his bed “inventing” for hours. He would think of all these weird random objects. Some of the inventions are things that would have helped his dad like the bird jacket. Oskar spends the entire novel trying to find the lock for a key that he thought his father left him. Oskar also meets his grandfather who he never knew. Although Oskar never knows that this person is his grandfather but he does often feel that the guy does things very similar to his own dad which probably helps him a lot in getting over the loss of his dad. At the end of the novel Oskar goes and digs up his fathers grave seeing the grave Oskar is finally able to complete his journey and come to rest with the death of his father While looking for this lock Oskar is able to connect with his dead dad and create the kind of closure he needed to be able to move on with his life and sleep more easily. Through out the novel Foer throws in memories that Oskar had from when his dad was still alive.

Lahiri tells the story of Gogol  Ganguli who is an American born Indian whose parents are both deep in Indian tradition especially  his mom. Gogol eventually changes his name and goes off to Yale instead of following his fathers footsteps at MIT. Gogol continues to become more American he smokes and goes to party along with dating American girls. Eventually Gogol learns the true history of his name and starts to feel terribly about changing his name, when his dad suddenly dies of a heart attack Gogol has a new found attraction to his Indian lifestyle. Since there is no grave for Gogol’s dad Gogol cries and reminisce’s by a big poster of his dad. It takes Gogol a long time and a major transformation in his lifestyle in order to really miss his dad. Although they were not so close especially later in Gogol’s life the death really takes a toll on Gogol and he starts to really miss his dad. Lahiri uses this in order to evoke a kind of odd remembrance between Gogol and his father he wasn’t so close with.