An Extraordinary Journey of Pi


Truly, it seems God has chosen Yann Martel to live up to his nickname “Pi” when he found himself utterly lost in a circle, in the midst of deep sapphire. Life of Pi is a mystical reading event with Yann’s creative and unforgettable, an eternal navy expanse of storytelling about escapade, endurance and ultimately faith.

Raised in Pondicherry, India, this 16-year-old Piscine Molitor “Pi” Patel is a gifted son of a zookeeper, there he tries on various faiths to explore issues of spirituality. Pi’s father forces an unforeseen but imperative verdict to relocate to Canada. His family packs up and their gorgeous zoo animals to hitch a ride on a gigantic merchant ship. After a heart-rending shipwreck, Pi finds himself astray in the middle of Great Pacific Ocean, trapped on a lifeboat with Richard Parker (an extraordinary huge Bengal Tiger), a seasick Orangutan, a fierce Hyena and a wounded Zebra. Although, it may sound like a colorful arrangement, but these infuriated beasts simply don’t blow out into a musical piece as if co-starring in a featured Pixar animation.

After much bloodiness and on-board fighting, these unusual best friends, Richard Parker and Pi, prevail on the boat’s sole passengers; wandering aimlessly for almost 7 and half months through nonstop-shark-infested floods while battling hunger, awesome nature & atmospheric forces and of course the surprising “plague” of flying fishes; all through Pi’s hyperactive “Third” eye. In full-bodied mirage passages, Pi relates the terrifying and yet out of this world journey as the days’ smudge together, and stylishly recording the endless segment of time and his efforts to outlast.

In the first instance, a huntsman called Richard Parker baptized this stupendous Bengal tiger with the title “Thirsty.” Due to a clerical error, the tiger ends up with the name Richard Parker and the huntsman with the title Thirsty. Regardless, how this Indian boy and this Bengal tiger got their rather intriguing nicknames; Pi and Richard Parker are pulverized into each other’s existence in a most heartfelt way barely conceivable.

Investigating the cause of the sinking of their enormous freight, the delegates of Japanese Ministry of Transportation verbalized deep skepticism upon hearing hospitalized Yann’s remarkable tale. Anyone investigator would easily dismiss this cast-away’s seemingly delusional reports on a carnivorous “Algae Island” entirely made of tubular seaweed, which also emits acid at night that dissolves anything on its surface; and inhabited by countless Meerkats pulling out lifeless fishes to the surface of the freshwater ponds scattered across this peculiar Island. And strangely enough these deceased fishes ascents at hours of darkness and vanish by daybreak.