There are a lot of Charlies I’m fond of, but there is one Charlie closer to my heart. He is the protagonist from a book that I love dearly. The more I was reading the book, the more I saw that we were very much alike up to a point. The questions and conundrums juxtaposed by some of his actions made me relate to him in some way. Only in some way because as I read more, the more I disagreed with him. Slowly it became not about him, it became about me. I guess, that is why people read. To discover one’s life through another’s life. And that thinking is something he would think. That is something Charlie-esque.
To the Charlies!
