Waiting for…tomorrow


In Samuel Beckett’s tragic-comic play “Waiting for Godot”–often hailed as one of the most important post-modernist plays–the wait seems to be less about “God” and more about “tomorrow”.

Didi and Gogo are consumed with the dread of tomorrow. The future. The “what next”. So even though they anticipate judgement or punishment for some unnamed deed, what they really fear is what that judgement may mean for them.

If the past or today is bleak, one can always console oneself that it will get better tomorrow. But what happens when you begin to dread this very tomorrow? Even though you are curious about it, yet you don’t know whether you have it in you to face it, brave it or perhaps, accept it.

The present begins to give you comfort because its not uncertain or unpredictable in any way. Didi and Gogo have the leisure of fooling around or lamenting about what has been and then articulating their frustration about what may or can be.

They can own their current moments and shape them the way they want it. Speculation about the nature of authoritative forces and the extent of the power they wield is the essential sub-text of the dialogues exchanged between the two–many of which are hilariously scatalogical.

When tomorrow stops being hope and the present begins to give you stability, is probably when existentialism should be cast aside.

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17 thoughts on “Waiting for…tomorrow”

    1. The fear of what tomorrow might bring for them…makes it tough for them to live in the moment. But ironically, its only the present moment which can give them any comfort, if at all. Because the present isn’t unpredictable. The future is.

  1. Yea…but I wonder if there is a lesson there somewhere…a que sera sera…to forget worrying about what might be…or might have been…and live in the present.

  2. Could be. But human nature is deeply flawed and far from perfect. So even though que sera sera might be the takeout in this, the inability to do that…the inner conflict…is what the play talks about.

    Have you read the play?

  3. You seem to have high expectations and low patience
    If you wanted me to define LOVE in 6, here is my attempt, nevertheless –

    Expect – fail, wait – hurt, still must

    1. Judging me again, aren’t we? The question i asked cannot be ranked as a high expectation. I asked u to forget it because I thought you had got what I was asking you, but were pretending as if you din.

      But anyways…a very nice definition indeed.

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