Nobel laureate Krasznahorkai saw beauty in ruin – because the moment beauty is perceived, however faintly, it becomes proof that life still holds value

By B Maria Kumar

Lately, I feel that we encounter his characters in our daily lives, more visibly than we realise. When we see destitute people sitting in a dark corner of a crowded railway station, lost in their own world of anguish and agony, his creations seem to come alive through their haunting silence. Those who sustain grave injuries in a group clash, despite having no personal enmity with either side, appear as his characters too — bleeding, bewildered, and dying for no sensible reason.

Each time we hear of someone who feels weary of this dreary world and longs for things to be otherwise, we sense yet another of his authentic sou

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