I read somewhere that needing your time doesn’t mean the quantity of time spent with the person but the quality matters there. It doesn’t need much time from us to spare for it. Sometimes we humans forget the most humane thing which is kindness. The name of the book perfectly suits our emotions and the thinking processes we feel after reading this baby. So, I would say that this little novella is an emotional rollercoaster and got a lot to think about in it. But yeah it made me cry a lot in the end (Oh yeah! I agree that I got a bunch of mood swings and so what 😒). In the end, I ended up going out of my room and crying out loud in front of my family and making a joke out of myself. But when I started going deep into it, I understood the essence and what he was trying to prove. This is my first read of Kafka and if he’s here, then my first question to him would be “Why the insect and not something else like a dog or a cat?” At the beginning of the book I was in What’s-going-on-here mode and I agree that it made me laugh at a few bits but mostly felt weird. I am so glad that I chose this book for my rebound. The first thing is, I feel so alive writing a blog post after a long time. But I believe that we are so fortunate enough to have his writings published by his friend irrespective of Kafka’s wishes.

His famous writings include The Metamorphosis which was published in 1915 and his posthumous novels are The Trial, The Castle, and Amerika, which I will soon dig into and learn more about his personality. He even wrote a note to his best friend Max to burn all his writings unread after his demise. It is the story of a young man who transformed overnight into a giant beetle-like insect, becomes an object of disgrace to his family, an outsider in his own home, and a quintessentially alienated man.įranz Kafka was a Prague-born author who wrote most of his writings in German and never wished to bring them out into this world.

His numerous legs, which were pitifully thin compared to the rest of his bulk, waved helplessly before his eyes.” He was laying on his hard, as it were armor-plated, back and when he lifted his head a little he could see his domelike brown belly divided into stiff arched segments on top of which the bed quilt could hardly keep in position and was about to slide off completely.

“As Gregor Samsa awoke one morning from uneasy dreams he found himself transformed in his bed into a gigantic insect.

Metamorphosis book by franz kafka