we didn't start the fire

and in the swimming hall, music was playing: Depeche Mode, and later that great song from Billy Joel: “We didn't start the fire”. i just looked for the lyrics, here's a bit of it:

“We didn't start the fire
It was always burning
Since the world's been turning

Little Rock, Pasternak, Mickey Mantle, Kerouac
Sputnik, Chou En-Lai, Bridge On The River Kwai…”

i loved it, swimming with this words. and i felt – the fire. the energy. it's always there, but sometimes we can't reach it, can't open to it.

added to that, i am reading a wonderful book. one that is also put together out of different narratives and characters, and also has the theme of life change, with the focus on immigration. it's all written by one person: Amy Tan's “The Joy Luck Club”

the interesting thing is that i have a special version of the book, including an interview and background on the story. here a quick description of it:

“The Joy Luck Club (1989) is a best-selling novel written by Amy Tan. It focuses on four Chinese American immigrant families who start a club known as "the Joy Luck Club," playing the Chinese game of Mahjong for money while feasting on a variety of foods. There are sixteen chapters divided into four sections, and each woman, both mothers and daughters, (with the exception of one mother, Suyuan Woo, who dies before the novel opens) share stories about their lives in the form of vignettes. Each section comes after a parable.”