"We all are born mad. Some remain so."

The worldwide fame of "Waiting for Godot" is mainly because in every religion and ideology, human beings are "waiting" for something or someone! That's the reality. However, if you look outside this circle, "tomorrow" doesn't have much difference from "today". Didi (Vladimir) and Gogo (Estragon) are symbols of human beings. In the confusion of life, they are waiting for improvement, waiting for "Godot", waiting for someone to come and "distribute bread and Pepsi". But no one comes. We, on our side, postpone his coming every day; "tomorrow" will come, and the "tomorrow" that has become "today" still has a "tomorrow"....

Somewhere, I don't remember where, I read that Beckett took the title and the initial core of this play from the single-act play "Waiting for Lefty" by Clifford Odets, which is a play about the taxi drivers' strike in New York during the economically critical decades of the 1920s and 1930s. The drivers are waiting for the strike leader, "Lefty", throughout the whole period, and Lefty doesn't come, but the news comes that he has been killed and his body has been found in a garbage can beside the street. When what you have been "sitting" waiting for with "blind hope" emerges from the garbage can, you have to stand on your own two feet, be a bit and "move"; strike!

As far as I remember, "Waiting for Godot" has been translated three times. The first time, I think, was by Cyrus Tahbaz, who was similar to everything except Beckett. The second time was translated by Davoud Rashidi, it seems, and based on the performance he saw in Europe, he brought it exactly to the stage. He himself was in the role of Vladimir, Parviz Sayyad in the role of Estragon, Parviz Kardoon in the role of Lucky and Cyrus Afhami in the role of Pozzo. The third time I heard about it, but I didn't see the print, it was translated by Najaf Deriabandi along with other famous plays of Beckett and was supposed to be published in a volume that...

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We are waiting for the main problem of the two beggars.

We are waiting for what will never come: a Godot! We wait in vain while sinking into a minimalist decor: a forest, a tree, a rope. Minimalism hides the absurdity of our life, where only emptiness suffocates us. To breathe again, we furnish this void with actions to break this monotony.

Estragon remarks that what is certain is that time is extended, under these conditions, and pushes us to furnish it with actions.

So there you have it, waiting perhaps holds a glimmer of hope, but above all, it is a constraint against all freedom, all liberation.

The expectation is hope, but in reality, it is often a form of masochism. We find ourselves trapped in this cycle of waiting, unable to break free. The minimalist setting only serves to emphasize the emptiness and absurdity of our situation. We long for something to happen, for a change to occur, but it seems that our waiting is in vain.

Nevertheless, we continue to wait, perhaps out of habit, perhaps out of a false sense of hope. We try to fill the void with actions, but these actions often feel meaningless and repetitive.

Waiting has become a part of our lives, a burden that we carry with us wherever we go. But until we find a way to break free from this cycle, we will remain trapped in this state of limbo, waiting for a Godot that may never come.

Godot is sitting in the mezzanine, and he has a rather interesting thought.

“What if I were to show up on the stage?” he wonders. “It would cause quite a stir.”

Next to him, a lady named Dodo is sitting randomly. She reacts with surprise. “Oh, no, please don’t … That would be absurd… Who do you think you are?” she exclaims.

Godot, however, is insistent. “Please....let me…, just for a laugh,” he pleads.

Dodo looks at him with a hint of curiosity. “What are you waiting for then?” she asks.

As the two characters engage in this exchange, the anticipation builds. Will Godot actually go on stage? What will happen if he does? The possibilities seem endless, and the audience is left on the edge of their seats, eager to find out what will unfold next.

If we are going to just like each other on Instagram and move on, then why do we follow each other?

Let's go back. Instagram's space is now more beautiful! All these reviews without comments and discussions, and without the slightest attention from the audience.

I'm not saying it for myself because I don't write reviews that are worthy of discussion anyway.

In the end, this space with a large number of friends and followers and not paying attention to the texts is not interesting for me.

I prefer to have more discussions and conversations here with a smaller number of friends.

This is also for those waiting for a good review:

The fact that you want to depict the boredom, repetition, and dullness of life in a photo! But there is no reason why just because you have a black and gloomy tone, you think you will get a high score :D

I didn't enjoy it. I prefer to understand the boredom of life outside of this form of repetition and meaningless dialogues. I know that this form itself is a smart choice by the author, but still, it doesn't make me say that I enjoyed it. It didn't suit my taste.

The story was completely in a fluid state and was free from any kind of temporal, spatial, or even personal constraints.

The content of this play is exactly what its title says: Waiting for Godot, and Godot can be anyone or anything! For years, people have been waiting for something to come along one day in a certain place so that their lives can find meaning or at least gain direction. This waiting includes the concept of salvation to the banalities of everyday life. Beckett has challenged and even pounded this waiting into dust.

However, it seemed to me that this work also had symbolic aspects that I could not understand.

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A souvenir from the book:

- Man does not even dare to laugh a lot.

+ What a terrible deprivation.

...

- Come, let's do nothing. It's less dangerous this way.

+ Let's wait and see what he says?

- Who?

+ Godot.

- It's a good idea.

+ We'll wait until we know exactly how much we'll get.

...

- If laughter were not forbidden, I would take it from your hand.

+ So we have given up our rights?

- We ignored them.

[4.6⭐]

TERESA - I'm lost, Samuel. I don't know how to interpret this piece. Help me.

SAMUEL - Tell me what you saw...

TERESA - A scene on a road, beside a tree, at dusk;

The characters: Estragon, Vladimir, Lucky, Pozzo, a Boy,...

SAMUEL - And what do they do?

TERESA - They represent the Human Condition.

\\"They are born on a tomb, the day shines for an instant, and then it's night again.\\"

SAMUEL - Are you sure?

TERESA - No. But I felt it. You make me laugh and cry, Samuel.

SAMUEL - If you don't want to feel, why do you read? Why do you read tragicomedies?

TERESA - I wanted to know you...

SAMUEL - Did you succeed?

TERESA - I don't know. Tell me... (I'm almost going crazy with the meanings I think I find...)

SAMUEL - Who are Gogo and Didi?

TERESA - Estragon and Vladimir, they are two vagabonds who only have their friendship. And a belt to hang themselves... but they can't because they are waiting for Godot.

\\"Tomorrow we'll hang ourselves. Unless Godot comes.\\"

Or will it be me? Or will it be you?

SAMUEL - Who are Lucky and Pozzo?

TERESA - Lucky has a rope around his neck that is pulled by Pozzo. One is the slave, the other his master. Which is which?

SAMUEL - Godot?

TERESA - Hope?

SAMUEL - \\"So? Shall we go?\\"

TERESA - \\"We'll go.\\"

Waiting for Godot is a profound and thought-provoking play that delves into the human condition. The characters, Vladimir and Estragon, are constantly waiting for someone or something named Godot, but they have no idea who or what Godot is or when he will come. This waiting seems to be a metaphor for the human experience of waiting for meaning, purpose, and salvation in life. The play also explores themes such as isolation, despair, and the absurdity of existence.

The dialogue in the play is often repetitive and fragmented, adding to the sense of monotony and confusion. The setting is a desolate and barren landscape, further emphasizing the characters' sense of isolation and hopelessness. Despite the bleakness of the play, there are also moments of humor and absurdity that provide some relief from the otherwise沉重的 atmosphere.

Overall, Waiting for Godot is a powerful and influential work of theater that continues to resonate with audiences today. It challenges us to question our own lives and the meaning we assign to them, and it reminds us that sometimes, the answers we seek may never come.
We are no longer alone, waiting for ‎the night, waiting for Godot, waiting ‎for… waiting.

Perhaps the profound and important words that were in this play may not be found in a thousand quarto books, and at this moment when you can say that this work is a masterpiece and undoubtedly a great book.

"Waiting for Godot" is a play that represents the life of all people, each of whom is in a form of their desires.

The goal of Vladimir was to reach Godot, a Godot that he had no knowledge of, only waiting for this savior to come and lead him to happiness. In this play, Vladimir is the only one who is aware of his past and behavior, and perhaps he is a symbol of an aware human being, but this awareness is never enough, and the only thing Vladimir does is wait and wait. Even when he reaches the end of the line, he doesn't have the courage to commit suicide and be free.

Estragon is a materialistic character in the story who only follows Vladimir and acts without thinking and understanding.

Pozzo is a symbol of the wealthy and money-hungry who have people like Lucky under their control, and the interesting thing here is that Lucky is satisfied with his captivity and finds it difficult to be away from his master. The character of Lucky well shows the humiliation of imprisoned humans.

We all, like these characters, choose our goals and Godots based on our character and way of life. Perhaps we don't have a correct understanding of them, and we don't know what will happen to us when we reach Godot, and whether the reality is really like that?

In order not to feel the passage of time and waiting, we engage ourselves in this world and its distractions, unaware that "we are toys and the dice of the game are cast"...

We are still waiting without knowing our goals or making an effort for them.

[Curtains Fall]


Stage: I lived a good life, within all of you. Heck! You wouldn't even survive a second without me. Why? I even endured that wretched boot and that stinky feet on my chest!


Feet: Ha.. Stinky you say! Did you ever overhear Beckett's mind when he was writing? Ah, I was the one who inspired him. Not some idiots as they would like to believe.


Human: Come on, now! Really? Can someone be so obnoxiously stupid? No wonder you both have no identity without me. Subtract my dialogue and that truck-load of humor and you are like that filthy hat, empty.


Hat: Excuse me, Sir. Your fancy language goes too far. I only talk to people who think at the same level as me. For all others, I am like the airplane, seen from the ground; once in the clouds, considered lost.


Meaning: Nothing is ever truly lost, except for me perhaps. All of you kept waiting for me, yes, you called me by some strange name… Godot, is it? Right. I agree, it's a strange name but well, I come in all strange identities and forms.


Human: You are Godot! Reveal yourself I say! I wasted precious time waiting for you!


Meaning: Ah! You are truly blind, dear Human. You wait for something that is right in front of you.


Human: What do you mean?


Meaning: Well, just what I said. I come in different guises. And if I am not in the appearance that you have chosen for me, you assume I am not here at all.


Human: That is exactly why I hate you; you make simple things complicated.


Meaning: On the contrary, I give you a thousand ways to find me; a Friend, a Stranger, a Slave, a Hat, a Tree, A Rope, A Carrot, A Boot…the list goes on. But in your blindness, you ignore all my manifestations and focus all your energy on a fictional nothingness.


Human: Err…. I guess …


Meaning: And the worst thing about you? Even when I tell you, as clearly as possible, that everything around you is enough to keep you sane and going, you always look longingly to the other side of the sky.


[Silence. Then a blink of an eye.]


Human: I am sorry. But Tomorrow is enchanting.


Meaning: I agree, my dear. But Today is a blessing.


[Curtains Rise]

Godot is not "God." Godot is essentially "nothing." Godot is unknown, like all the actions on display. In the new hostile world, one cannot wait for "someone," only wait.

Becquet is like a director in the cinema for me; his films are not among my most favorite ones, but still they always have elements that surprise me. The meaning of his works is not completely comprehensible to me (unlike Ibsen or the modernist Bergman), and it is this uncertainty in perception that makes his position so special.

Estragón: Let's go.

Vladimir: We can't.

Estragón: Why?

Vladimir: Because we are waiting for Godot.

Estragón: That's true.

And so, around this kind of dialogue between the main characters of "Waiting for Godot", a masterpiece written by a genius named Samuel Beckett, the non-events of this play revolve. It is a work in which nothing happens and yet everything happens.

Beckett gave the initial kickstart to the "Theatre of the Absurd" with the staging of his play the year after his book was published and it has never stopped being performed somewhere in the world.

That's what happens with masterpieces: they come to stay and never disappear. They are eternal.

The minimalism and austerity of the work, which only has two acts and with only one tree on stage besides the characters, are enough to know if Vladimir and Estragon, who are waiting for a certain Godot (what an interesting name), will manage to find him, but at the same time it amuses the reader with their witticisms and the actions that follow with only three more characters, the incredible Pozzo and Lucky and a boy, who appears from time to time.

The dialogues are short, agile and the characters make the reader laugh. I imagine that the actors on stage must generate many more laughs. One thing is to imagine the situation and another is to see the actors embodying Pozzo and Lucky pulling one on a rope tied to the other.

Really, it's incredible how with so few elements a writer can achieve something so funny and above all so well written (although it took him almost a year to finish writing the work).

As I said in my review of Macbeth, theatre is not one of my favorite literary forms but when I read books like this, so brilliant, I enjoy it to the maximum.

"Waiting for Godot" is a play in which we will also find doses of existentialism, we discover how absurd we humans sometimes are, and for this it is enough to read the reflections of Vladimir or the crazy and unique speech of Lucky.

In one scene Estragon says: "We are all born mad. Some remain so."

Probably this is a truth in which I would include myself (and perhaps others should consider it).