‘Till when shall I wait for Godot?

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When was the last time you waited for something or someone?

At 23 there are some aspects in life where I am already a bit confident in making generalizations about. Waiting, which I’ve never been good at, is one of these difficult games whose rules I am beginning to learn, and am hoping to eventually master.

No wonder I was caught in the absurdist* play by Samuel Beckett, Waiting for Godot. I first read the play when i was in high school. However, my 16-year old mind then, obviously, was not able to fully comprehend why Didi (Vladimir) and Gogo (Estragon) are waiting for someone they’re both unsure who or whether the man they call Godot is worth the wait.

Waiting is, for me, the hardest thing to do because it is the most intellectual of all activities. Modern society, owing to its tendency to simplify a lot of things, is slowly relegating this art to the dark cracks, away from the tip-of-your-finger comfort and convenience, away from the cerebral task of thinking while waiting. Contrary to what most people believe, waiting is never an empty exercise. The mind of a person who is waiting constantly wanders, always discontent with the explanations as to why he has to wait.

In the end, as one matures, he’ll realize that the act of waiting is more important than the reason for the wait because the act allows him to synthesize thoughts that otherwise wouldn’t have been possible should the person he is waiting comes too soon. So he endlessly waits, ignorant of the fact the Godot has arrived because the pleasure of thinking and the intellectual stimulation are more significant than finally meeting Godot.

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*Absurdism posits that, while inherent meaning might very well exist in the universe, human beings are incapable of finding it due to some form of mental or philosophical limitation. Thus humanity is doomed to be faced with the Absurd, or the absolute absurdity of existence in lack of intrinsic purpose.

6 thoughts on “‘Till when shall I wait for Godot?”

  1. i do not understand why your comments have to await moderation. they’re supposed to be automatically posted.

    we need a catalyst, something or someone, to get over the darkness. no one can do it alone.

  2. The light is so much brighter after we’ve seen the dark. Not everyone gets the grace of learning from their experiences with such profundity.

  3. jasmine, one of the reasons why i quit reading my older posts is because of that. we all pass that stage when all we can think of is darkness.

    if our sole reason for existence is to wait, let it be. at least we have one reason why we exist.

  4. It is funny how you used an absurdist play to show how you perceive waiting (now). The play exhibits the futility of waiting and the human incapacity to make sense of this waiting, of finding meaning. And yet you discuss waiting here as something transcendental, almost religious.

    In a lot of your older essays here (though I didn’t go as far down), I cleary notice spurts of absurdity. But in your more recent articles, I see a surge of faith. And I am, somehow, glad about it.

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