Frank Kafka: The Metamorphosis

KafkaOne day you wake up not quite yourself. You seem to have developed wings overnight, and your skin seems to have darkened and become slippery. Panicky, you do not know if you should ignore it and set off to work, or wait the day out secluded in your room till the symptoms wear out. Never having been late for work in your life, your parents worry, your boss worries. Yes, you have become a monster. How long will your family accept this disgusting creature living under their roof and pretending to be their son? But why can’t they understand that underneath this repulsive skin, you remain the same?

The metaphors are bountiful. The book is a piece of art.


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