A novella by the celebrated Columbian author Gabriel Garcia
Marquez – jumped to grab this one hoping it might pave my way into reading One
Hundred Years of Solitude, the world-renowned novel by the same author – my
hunch got right, I am going to give One Hundred Years of Solitude a try soon.
No One Writes to the Colonel is about a veteran Colonel and
his asthmatic wife creeping through a monotonous, poverty-ridden life. The
Colonel being an active soldier in a civil war in Columbia is waiting for his
rightful pension promised to him and fellow-soldiers around 15 years back.
The backdrop throughout the novella paints tragedy and misery, of that
of the demised son, curfews and restrictions of martial law, poverty and
hunger, but seeing all this from the optimistic Colonel’s view, we tend to
overlook the grey part and focus on the ‘hope’ part which burns inside the
Colonel throughout the book.
This ‘hope’ that the Colonel has, which drives him to follow
the postmaster every Friday, is not shared by the majority, in fact we see a
lot of snide remarks in the book wherein different characters try to bring down
this positivity in the Colonel. For instance, when the Colonel insists that the
letter was sure to be delivered that Friday, the postmaster replies, “The only
thing that comes for sure is death”. The people of the town are not just
without hope, rather, they have learnt to accept the fact that life is not
fair. This is where the Colonel is an exception, his son was shot in front of
him, his wife is dying due to deteriorating health, they seldom eat a whole
meal, despite everything he breeds a rooster in the corner of his room, ‘hoping’
to win the cockfight.
The most positive phrase (purely personal opinion)
repeatedly said by Colonel at even unimaginably tough times is “It is never too
late”. For all those moments we sat still to let fate take over our lives, just
because we thought “it’s too late”, this phrase could have been of use.
Overall, a short, small, beautiful book on life which has
some excellent quotes and excerpts, one of which with which, I will be wrapping up this post:
One day, when Colonel and his wife, contrary to the
usual, had a good meal, he asks her about the source of food to which she
replies “When the neighbor boys bought corn for the rooster, there was extra,
and the rooster shared it with us. That’s life”.
Colonels reply to this statement is something we would never
expect from a man in his situation.
“That’s right, life is the best thing that’s ever been invented.”

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