One Day is not enough

Lately, I find myself liking stories about real-time stuff. Those things that stood the test of time thereby enabling friendships or relationships to be treated as no joking matter, they actually bring the authenticity in today’s fakery-filled changing world. Last week, I finished reading but saw the movie version sometime earlier this year of “One Day ” by David Nicholls. It can be considered a rom-com, but one of the good ones like Ann Hathaway ‘s other touching and doomed love in “Love and other drugs “. The book is finely-paced and the dialogues of the two protagonists mostly set in their early twenties to early forties were accurately hilarious and real, a lot of tedious research seem to have cost the author sleepless nights and copious amounts of coffee. It affected me also in a way that I find myself keeping in touch with old-time friends who I’ll be comfortable with after all these years.

You’re gorgeous, you old hag, and if I could give you just one gift ever for the rest of your life it would be this. Confidence. It would be the gift of Confidence. Either that or a scented candle. – One Day, David Nicholls 

One Day is about university schoolmates Dexter and Emma who both spent their time together in the last day of school, frolicking about around  Emma’s bedroom and the campus university they both attended in. Emma, literary and sort of nerdy,had a crush on popular and boyishly handsome Dexter, who only seemed slightly interested at her in the beginning.  Over the course of twenty plus years the two resort to letter-writing, phone conversations,vacations,wedding parties and actual dates where they get to know each other extremely well and truly accept and appreciate the others company. The book taught me that no matter the circumstances we all have in life, we are all the same somehow. We are humans battling the same demons, trying to make it through. The two friends were with each other as they went through all the ups and downs concerning family, career, and jobs. There was also a time when they had a falling out due to personal differences but they eventually managed to make up. Their struggles with life are made bearable with the comfort of each other’s company, and this is a good thing to have. What’s bittersweet is the ending, someone dies, and we’re (the reader or the moviegoer) left with a feeling of bleakness and hopelessness to face the future. 

The author is certainly well-versed in pop culture especially during the times when the two protagonists are just going around London after they left school and trying to make it in the big city. The story is also familiar to us all,  we’re all in search of something to fill our lives with purpose and sometimes when we do find it, it’s too late or it disappears suddenly. Life is not fair all the time, it can be cruel but strong people never give up even when all they can do is breakdown and cry. It’s a perfect material for a song or a poem and the simple plot has been done a lot of times but we can’t deny that it’s one of the realities of life-LOSS. Another thing that struck me was the wonderful and seamless flow of words, sometimes told in the protagonists’ point of views or sometimes in the second person, inviting us to take a peek into their lives or innermost thoughts. It’s a good read but also sad and depressing,  as with most successful love stories, it’s beautiful at the same time but thugs at our hearts.


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Lover of books esp the Victorian ones, also dabbles in writing and drawing. Biggest procrastinator of online nonsense. Owner of multiple blogs locked in cyberspace. Not a pet lover but notorious coffee and tea drinker. Has insatiable appetite for life in spite of its ups and downs.

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