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Anthemis written byAyn Rand, A Russian born American novelist with multifaceted personalities as philosopher, screenwriter and playwright. Before moving her career to non-fiction works, she had written many novels including her best sellers “The Fountainhead ” and ”Atlas Shrugged”.
Anthem is a dystopian novel based on the theme, the world has reentered another dark age where individuality is eliminated and equality becomes a blind acceptance. A mankind with peculiar rules for living such as whoever pronounce “I” will be killed, people sent to a specific place once in a year for sex, having friends is a crime, calling brother is a crime and invention is banned.
Characters in this novel are christened peculiarly as Equality 7-2521 (A 21 years old Man) , Liberty 5-3000 (a Brave Girl) , International 4-8818 ( an Artist) , and Union 5-3992. The story narrated by Equality 7-2521 about his past and his proficiency in academics and his desire for invention of new things. In contrast to his desires, Equality 7-2521 is assigned the job as street sweeper. He goes hiding in a tunnel and secretly doing a research and invents the light bulb. While he was thrilled to announce his invention, he has been punished and his invention was about to be destroyed. He flees with his invention and reaches Uncharted Forest, the area which has been named as threshold by the Dark Age world.
PART ELEVEN PART TWELVE
It is a sin to write this. It is a sin to think words no others think and to put them down upon a paper no others are to see. It is base and evil. It is as if we were speaking alone to no ears but our…
Liberty 5-3000... Liberty five-three thousand ... Liberty 5-3000.... We wish to write this name. We wish to speak it, but we dare not speak it above a whisper. For men are forbidden to take notice of…
We, Equality 7-2521, have discovered a new power of nature. And we have discovered it alone, and we alone are to know it. It is said. Now let us be lashed for it, if we must. The Council of Scholars …
Many days passed before we could speak to the Golden One again. But then came the day when the sky turned white, as if the sun had burst and spread its flame in the air, and the fields lay still witho…
We made it. We created it. We brought it forth from the night of the ages. We alone. Our hands. Our mind. Ours alone and only. We know not what we are saying. Our head is reeling. We look upon the li…
We have not written for thirty days. For thirty days we have not been here, in our tunnel. We had been caught. It happened on that night when we wrote last. We forgot, that night, to watch the sand in…
It is dark here in the forest. The leaves rustle over our head, black against the last gold of the sky. The moss is soft and warm. We shall sleep on this moss for many nights, till the beasts of the f…
It has been a day of wonder, this, our first day in the forest. We awoke when a ray of sunlight fell across our face. We wanted to leap to our feet, as we have had to leap every morning of our life, …
We have not written for many days. We did not wish to speak. For we needed no words to remember that which has happened to us. It was on our second day in the forest that we heard steps behind us. We…
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