There is sadness that force you to sleep, sadness that force you to cry, but the deepest kind of sadness the one you can’t let go of that forces you to write. Writing sometimes is a silent scream to all the buried words and repressed feelings inside of us but it’s the strongest sensations that reaches all hearts and then the sentences written will shake all your senses. That’s the hero of my story one the most influential literary characters in this century.
He is a novelist from Czech origin and one of the most important novelists who wrote in German. Born in July 3rd, 1883, he lived under the Austro-Hungarian Empire until his death in 1924, a young man with pulmonary tuberculosis, which he suffered from early in life. Franz Kafka was born to a Jewish family, and he lived in an emotional dependence on his parents, growing up in the shadow of his businessman domineering father Herman, who’s described as a tyrant. Kafka’s troubled relationship with his father led him to feel both love and resentment towards him because he simply felt incomplete, as if there were two people fighting inside him and he was suffering from their conflict. Especially that his father was against his tendency toward writing. Yet, that didn’t stop Kafka from perusing his passion. He went and earned a law degree in 1906. Later, that allowed him to focus on writing. Kafka generally presented in his literature a vivid picture of his inner horror and guilt, and he tried to bring this to the public. In his famous letter to his father, titled 'Letter to a Father'. in which he broadcast all his feelings and suffering published in 1949, he documents the irrationality he suffered in the house of a powerful authoritarian father. And he is an educated, sensitive artist. This letter is one of the most important approaches to a deeper understanding of his personality in his messages
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At the beginning of autumn in September 1919, in a cafe in Prague, the first meeting happened between Franz Kafka and the young Milena Jezinska, where she suggested directly to translate his work from the German in which he was writing to the Czech language, thus an extension of it, as if another « Kafka » wandering the streets of Vienna. After their meeting. Kafka wrote nearly 149 letters and postcards. Of these, 140 were written within a period of no more than 10 months, from March to December 1920, sometimes at more than one message per day. Late letters date back to 1922 and 1923.
As we read Kafka's messages that have reached us, we find a noticeable gradation in the intensity of emotions and their tendency to cool with each new message. From a happy lover to a desperate lover. At first it is clear Kafka's sense of strange relief - strange to those like him in his misery and anxiety to feel - it is perhaps for the first time removed all his sorrows and refreshed the spirit of tired despite his physical illness.
His letters to her were collected in “Letters to Milena”, while all her letters were lost; which constituted a huge loss and disconnection of these unique messages between two moody anxious souls. I present the thrust of this argument between this great writer and his characteristic lover Milena, which is not destined to end with a happy ending. These letters are heartbreaking and deeply moving, they are written by a great genius who’s speaking to women he longs for and yet knows he cannot have. Because Milena was a married women. But in a way she made his isolation a little bit more endurable. They are in one sense study in torment and anxiety and another literary document of power and beauty. Milena was a great soul and translator for Kafka who understood that she was connected with an extraordinary genius. The impossibility of their love and yet the great sense of meaning in their meetings make these letters so powerful and great. Kafka could describe the most everyday reality and turn it into a work of wonder and this too, in relation in his own feelings towards Milena.
In one of his letters he says.
“Melina, you are for me, you are not a woman, you are a girl, a girl I have never seen before, I do not think I would dare to give you my hand, a contaminated, sweaty, fragile, hesitant, which rotates hot and cold. You know, Melina, that when you go to him (he means her husband), you bend a big step in terms of your level, but if you move towards me, you will go down the abyss. Do you realize that?”
In Kafka's letters, a kind of strange and rare love appears, love that transform you, it is the one that makes you discover yourself, and you see it for what it is, as if you stood Infront of a mirror. This kind of love is a double-edged sword. At the same time, your imperfections are manifested in front of you all clear, as opposed to the other qualities of the finest beauty.
Those unique letters reveal to us the metal of this lover, who did not pass on the temple of women as his ancestors passed and his successor of lovers, he was a special case. Despite the end that seems familiar in such stories, but their events were not ordinary and familiar, the fact that the weaving of the threads of a strange person, loving, miserable, the collection of contradictions in his personality, he left us wonderful messages we enjoy reading to this day.
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