The stranger Blog # 1

The beggining of "The stranger", reminds me of a funeral I went some time ago. The vigil before the day of the funeral, where the friends of Madame Meursault go and mourn for her, reminds me how in the funeral I assisted, several loved ones of the defunct also went to the vigil. Even though it reminds me, it is ironic, because the book describes the situation as a very easy one where none of the charactes appear to be very sad as of the funeral I went people were very sad and were giving support to all the relatives of this person. Although the circumstances are different, in the book, Mesieur Meursault is the only relative present in the vigil and none of the friends of Madame Meursault are giving him support. It is surprising how one can take the death of a mother so easily, in other cases the mourn and the vigil would have been different mostly because the different relationships people can reach with their "Maman". Comparing this situation with the one I lived, I have started to realize the main character, Mesieur Meursault, is a complete stranger to the reader and in a way to himself.