For the greatest fear of death is always that it will pass us by. We fear it, yet most of us fear more than anything that it may take someone other than ourselves. Others become so preoccupied with it that they go into the waiting room long before it has announced its arrival. Some need its constant presence to even be aware of its antithesis. Some of us, in time, become so conscious of it that we live harder, more obstinately, with more fury.
People live their whole lives as if it does not exist, and yet it’s often one of the great motivations for living. Do you ever think about your ending? When one minute you are talking and laughing with a loved one and the next minute they are snatched away from you? The big gap that’s usually left behind, and you wonder how your ending will be? How will those left behind feel? What your last minutes in this world will be like? Or whether everyone will pass on and you will be left alone? He feels alone and tired, and it is probably about time he joined his loving wife.Īll this while, the author makes you think about the end. But with every failed attempt, thanks to the interrupting neighbours and other nosy people, you kind of get into the gist of it all. He has left detailed instructions for everything.
He has everything planned, right from how he will commit suicide to burial arrangements and what happens to his belongings. Everything you have in mind, Ove probably has reservations about it.Īnd, after being laid of work a few months after his wife’s death, Ove is ready to follow her. He complains about everything people driving in the estate, the lack of loyalty to brands, the new lifestyle where people can no longer do anything, and the stray cat he hates that can’t seem to leave him alone. Everyone considers him a bitter and grumpy old sod. The only difference is, Ove is a 59-year old man. Come to think of it, these two characters are similar, from the scheduled lifestyle to the principles in life that they believe everyone ought to live by and a life full of disappointment. I have not loved a book this much in a while, not since Eleanor Oliphant is Completely Fine. W ho thought a story about a curmudgeon would be an absolute read!
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