I happened to read ‘The Fountainhead’ by Ayn Rand when I was 16. Back in the time, the mind is just the canvas an influencer needs to either turn into a masterpiece or wreck completely forever. I’m glad I chose the company of books at an early age and by then had reached a stage where I could pick up something as complex as that, but I definitely did not have the maturity of judgement it needed.
For anyone who is familiar with Ayn Rand’s works, you know how she paints a picture through her books that we never even ventured in our deepest imagination. For a mind as young as 16, the extremities of love, passion, personalities and behaviour presented in The Fountainhead sure set the steering haywire. Especially for someone who has always been extra emphatic with concepts and principles in books, The Fountainhead largely impacted my personality in back in time.
Not that it lasted, however. As time went by, I came across ideas on the internet and in person that completely ridiculed the ideologies of Ayn Rand and almost called them thrash. And on the other end was the entire Ayn Rand School of Thought that advocated her ideas so much that the alternate philosophy that she proposes in her books might as well be the true way of life, unseen and tabooed by the larger part of the population.
Until today, I have not been able to decide upon the standpoint I must be taking when it comes to Ayn Rand’s ideas. Her books are so enchantingly intense and extreme and reading them almost happens as if in a frenzy, and the ideas circle the mind and question everything we thought we believed in. Though not practical at all in the kind of world we live in, and definitely countered strongly, Ayn Rand’s philosophy is nothing more an alternate utopia we can reciprocate and admire in our own minds. It questions everything we assumed we knew, and turns upside down every philosophy we had learnt as children. But her books are something every reader must experience once in a lifetime. We all deserve to be shaken up like that.