The first sentence to this chapter, it kept me thinking for a while. To me, Siddhartha is a misfit. He doesn't really fit in anywhere, (well except the Samanas) but he doesn't really care. I mean he's envious of ordinary people yet he doesn't try to be like them, he doesn't want to. Overtime he became wealthy, had servants, a house but his experiences turned to memories. He still kept "secret knowledge of the Self, of the eternal Self, that was neither body nor consciousness." Which is probably the most important part of him, part of us.
Siddhartha reminds me of one of my dad's favorite musicians, Cat Stevens. Cat Stevens was definitely a misfit, he didn't feel like he fit in anywhere, even in the outcasts. Maybe Siddhartha and Cat felt or feel like they're just letting their life pass by, they're not really living. That's probably why people "all of the sudden" make these drastic changes in their lives. Some because they're no happy, others because they might feel like life is just time passing by. Overall I think it's to have a drastic change like metamorphosis.So that's why I think he turned to religion, to Islam. He had "everything" for ordinary people I guess...
money,fame, power, looks...
But it wasn't enough.
I think it's cool people do that, now that I think about it I know so many people who go on those kind of journeys. Before I thought of them like weird hippies who throw everything away to marry some australian and go backpacking in Europe. I guess I understand their motives, well at least some of them, at the same time I think it's kind of selfish, they are running away.
I Cat Stevens he was like Siddhartha, and Christoper McCandless, those things didn't fulfill them, they were living the life of the world without belonging to it, like Siddhartha would say.
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