Loving Men – One


27/12/2013 by Siddiqui Fayesal

There was a big deal of small talk over Loving Men where I spoke about three blog posts to showcase the beauty of friendship among men. My friends went into a wholly detailed analysis and came up with all 3.

So there goes my “surprise” aspect. Either I’m just bad, or they’re simply brilliant. Well, surprise or not, I really want to write about this and I will. I hope this is appreciated by them (and you too my other blessed readers).

The first one was the most obvious one to me. It was right there in my head from the moment this idea sprung up. Actually, this pair was the reason why the idea came up. Surprisingly, nobody guessed it until the very end. It was Amarllyis who did it. She happened to guess I the moment I told her why no one was pointing to the most obvious friendship. I’m talking about Samwise Gamgee and Frodo Baggins, of course.

Samwise Gamgee and Frodo Baggins

Frodo: But I am going to Mordor!

Samwise: I know that well enough, Mr. Frodo. Of course you are. And I’m coming with you.

Now, that’s what Sam was to “Mr. Frodo”! The trilogy is written beautifully and it invokes the EXACT feeling (although it is simply not possible) when Frodo and Sam take upon themselves to go to Mordor. Their lines, their mannerisms and their protectiveness for each other is a tell all for anyone who ‘sees’. Actually, much much more of Sam being protective of his master for, after all, Sam is his gardener! The “Mister” attached to Frodo is difficult to miss. Frodo never stops him from saying so, but it never makes one feel that what we’re watching is a Master and his servant.

Perhaps I’ve got it all wrong. We all have, perhaps. Maybe being ones gardener does not mean that one can’t be friends. Of course we all learn at our cradles that we should respect people from all walks of life and perhaps Frodo and Sam took their lessons seriously. But simply because we respect it doesn’t mean that we trust!!! How many would put their lives in the hands of their gardener? How many of us would blindly trust an aid?

You do remember from the Prologue when I spoke about the slope in a relationship, right? The slope exist everywhere I see a prized friendship worthy of being enunciated in  poetry. I haven’t yet understood why though. It is a task taken upon writers and eulogist more than once. Is it just the same old message of the hero actually being the nerdiest one in class? Or something along those lines perhaps. I am not here to fathom as to the reasons why this happens so often. I’m here to wonder on the creation itself. The amazement and the nitty gritty detailing and land scaping comes in much later.

Frodo and Samwise are the quintessential pair that is worthy of verses and verses on reams of paper. Tolkien did just that. His “Lord of the Rings” was nothing if not a salute to the power of friendship and trust. Yes, there was Sauron being all fiery; Orks maiming Middle-Earth and Uruk-hais running the expanse normally not possible for their lower bretherens but within this awesome piece of startling Fantasy lies a tale of two simple Hobbits (Shire folks) who stick to each other no matter what. Actually, it would be unfair to leave Pippin “Peregrin” Took and Meriadoc “Merry” Brandybuck out of the equation. Samwise was Frodo’s garderner while Pippin and Merry were his friends.

What? Tolkien decided to stick Frodo with Sam instead of giving the hallowed responsibility of life saving to his closest friends? Why?


Was Tolkien trying to tell us something more than just a “mere” tale of Power? I apologise for juxtaposing the word ‘mere’ with “The History of the Ring”; but there is another agenda here. Trust me. So what exactly is this slope all about? When I write the remaining posts you’ll see how clearly it is etched. Is it trying to tell me that there cannot be a beautiful relationship between equals? It might sound like a sanctimonious thing to utter aloud but I’m just doing some loud thinking.

Or, wait a minute, is it about that social equality has nothing to do with the strength of your friendship. Sounds similar? But it isn’t right? If you scratch the surface and do a self check in all honesty you will see that the clearer message is the former and not the latter! I might be wrong (Heck, i’ve become so used ot it now) but I’m sure that if the text wanted to show the more acceptable theory of social stand being of no consequence to friendship then there was a great many tales that could be woven.


But, Tolkien went ahead with Sam instead of Pippin and\or Merry. I don’t even know if there is a lesson to be learnt here. Maybe I’m exerting too much of social relevance over a fantasy written more than 7 decades ago!

Gotcha! *hehehe*

On a side tracked note. I’ve alway thought of one thing regarding the situation though. I don’t really know if I am sure but haven’t you ever questioned yourself about the possbility of Frodo being just that strong a person if it was Sam who carried the Ring? Do you ever see Frodo as the one who would go to such lengths as Sam did?

It feels hollow but I really don’t see it that way. It had to be Sam who helped Frodo. It was as Gandalf saw. He saw that it would be better for Frodo to carry the ring and Sam to keep an eye.

Frodo and Sam shared great moments which is proof of their undying love for each other. I’m going to share a few here.

Samwise: [Both are overcome by exhaustion] Do you remember the Shire, Mr. Frodo? It’ll be spring soon. And the orchards will be in blossom. And the birds will be nesting in the hazel thicket. And they’ll be sowing the summer barley in the lower fields… and eating the first of the strawberries with cream. Do you remember the taste of strawberries?

Frodo: No, Sam. I can’t recall the taste of food… nor the sound of water… nor the touch of grass. I’m… naked in the dark, with nothing, no veil… between me… and the wheel of fire! I can see him… with my waking eyes!

Samwise: Then let us be rid of it… once and for all! Come on, Mr. Frodo. I can’t carry it for you… but I can carry you!

Samwise: [tearing the spider silk away from Frodo’s face] Oh no! Frodo… Mr. Frodo, wake up… Don’t leave me here alone. Don’t go where I can’t follow… Wake up.

Frodo: [after destroying the Ring] I can see the Shire. The Brandywine River. Bag End. The Lights in the Party Tree.

Samwise: Rosie Cotton dancing. She had ribbons in her hair. If ever I were to marry someone, it would have been her. It would have been her.
[sits down and begins to cry]

Frodo: [leans over and hugs him] I’m glad to be with you, Samwise Gamgee, here at the end of all things.

I have wept. Too many times to be honest.

Frodo and Sam are the Heroes that no one saw coming. Even Lord Elrond wasn’t sure about them. If Gandalf didn’t help us I wonder where we would be now!

To friendship!

Siddiqui F.

PS: The Lord of the Rings is the one of the most awesome-est book written ever. You cannot help but revere it. Of course, now if one was to speak of The Silmarillion, then I would fall short of adjectives. THAT book is even better. Just imagine.

6 thoughts on “Loving Men – One

  1. Aamil says:

    Your enthusiasm for Tolkien is infectious 🙂

    I really want to read The Silmarillion. Fingolfin, Morgoth and the Valar. Just the names are enough!

  2. I gotta read this book man!

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