The shade of the sky right before the sunset… the orange hue… [I am not sure for the accurate color, this is what I like to think since I was a kid]. I don’t know what exactly is happening but whenever I step out at dusk I feel peaceful. During that time I feel “Anything is possible”. The feeling is actually beyond any words can describe. It is so sacred. Some of my friends say that they have this blissful feeling at dawn. This particular period when the sky transitions through the various shades, until it ends up the dark, is when I feel the happiest.. peaceful… blessed… and everything. This sometimes happens before the rain as well[which I am not a big fan of].
Whenever someone asks me to join them on their trip to the beach, all I ask is never to leave before the sunset. Most of the days, at home, unconsciously I step outside in the evening. If not for a long walk then just for a peek at the sky. I don’t want to miss any chance to see this beautiful orange hue.
“Where would we be without tomorrows? What we’d have instead are todays. And if that was the case, with you, I’d hope for the longest day for today. I’d fill today with you, doing everything I’ve ever loved. I’d laugh, I’d talk, I’d listen and learn, I’d love, I’d love, I’d love. I’d make every day today and spend them all with you, and I’d never worry about tomorrow, when I wouldn’t be with you. And when that dreaded tomorrow comes for us, please know that I didn’t want to leave you, or be left behind, that every single moment spent with you were the best times in my life.”
How to fall in love
This is another book which was with me for a long time but I never read. It was given to me by my mother. I tried to read it twice. I started, completed the first chapter couldn’t proceed further. Then later, again I took it once more and read halfway through the second chapter… still I couldn’t go further… But the last day when I started this book nothing was stopping me. In fact, I was reading as I was in a trance without any stop, and my mother has to come to get me to sleep.
The passage I mentioned, in the beginning, is from the book as you can see. The first time it appeared in the book it serves the purpose of eulogy and it is never revealed from where this quote was taken. But towards the end is mentioned. It was written by Christine’s mother. This passage made me cry.
It was a feel-good book. There are small funny moments which we can imagine in our little brains with our addition to it [sometimes I like to add my things into the image I create in my head so that it will be having a “me” touch 😉 ]. It will also make a good movie 🙂 [usually I don’t like making movies from the book because the image in my head might be different ]. It will make us smile when we read through the romantic gestures mentioned. Yes, some are painfully romantic, of which I am not a very good fan, but sometimes when I read something like this I like it. I rarely read romantic fiction. I read this after quite a long time. It felt good.
Very often when I read a romantic book I have this feeling that “It might not happen in real life”. But then I think this is, after all, a story. My mother used to say when I was young, even now, “There are no questions in a story”. 🙂 . It was refreshing after reading so many murders, espionage stories… A small romantic tale
A very familiar term. Team – the term I had used quite a lot for the last 2 years. For me team refers to a group of people who are together in whatever their goal is, no matter what have each others back, no matter what will be there for one another. Team, for me, doesn’t need to have a large number of people. Even 2 individuals can team up in making their dream come true or getting the work done or whatever they want.
Trust is the most important thing, in my view, in a team. We should be able to trust each other and every single person should strive to keep up the value. No matter what never back out. There will be hurdles along the way, we should be able to team up and jump over it. once the trust is broken the essence of the team is gone.
Towards the end of my internship, nearly 2 years back, I was assigned to a project with a team of 5 people. It was a great team, welcoming and above all supportive knowing that I was right out of college and will be needing a lot of help understanding whatever we are doing. When the first person left I didn’t feel anything because that was after 1 or 2 weeks. Slowly I also start to feel like I am part of the team. Inside this I had another team, of me and my friend, we helped each other with work, we did each others’ work, we lied for each other [not exactly very professional but some days we never felt like doing whatever was asked of us]. We connected very well and we were able to team up for getting the work done. No matter what, no matter how much we play around in the office, no matter how many times we go for coffee, we both were able to get the work done. It was appreciated by many. We made a good team. We were ready to go to lengths to support each other.
Finally it was time for my friend to move forward with career, left the job for another company. The major blow to my head was suddenly after this the team was modified. I felt so bad about having to work with the new team. They were not bad but the energy or bond which I felt with the previous one was so much higher and motivating. In the initial team, everyone had each other back but now everyone is just watching out for themselves. Simply put, the aura had changed. I never refer to them as a team, not to anyone… I miss my team…
This was the first book I read of Sophie Hannah. It made a decent impression. Some points disappoint me. But overall it can give quite a good reading experience. There is enough build-up to keep going until the end.
“Hercule Poirot’s quiet supper in a London coffee house is interrupted when a young woman confides to him that she is about to be murdered. She is terrified but begs Poirot not to find and punish her killer. Once she is dead, she insists, justice will have been done. Later that night, Poirot learns that three guests at a fashionable London hotel have been murdered and a cufflink has been placed in each one’s mouth. Could there be a connection with the frightened woman? While Poirot struggles to put together the bizarre pieces of the puzzle, the murderer prepares another hotel bedroom for a fourth victim. In the hands of internationally bestselling author Sophie Hannah, Poirot plunges into a mystery set in 1920s London – a diabolically clever puzzle that can only be solved by the talented Belgian detective and his ‘little grey cells’.“
The book is written in the first person as written by Mr. Catchpool, who is a housemate of Poirot during his stay in London, and also Scotland Yard officer who is investigating these murders. But the major drawback which I found in Mr. Catchpool [in this book, I am not aware of his presence in other Hercule Poirot books as I haven’t read them yet] is that he seems to trust everyone. He never cross-examines any of the witnesses. He just beliefs whoever is ready to talk to him. He never uses his authority as a police officer to get to the bottom of the truth eventhough through out this book that is his job. He promises people the things which should not be promised by someone who is investigating a murder. Mr. Poirot, a detective vacationing in London, even though not as naive as Mr. CatchPool, happens to assume many things which end up true and hold importance from an investigation perspective, which is kind of understandable given the description of his experience and talent in solving murders. Later in the book, it is revealed that some of them were based on pieces of evidence.
All this apart, there is a life lesson that we can take away from this book. Never lie. Just don’t ever lie. At least don’t lie about someone else. I do lie but I never do when it involves someone else. Somehow I am particular about that so much. I don’t want to lie on behalf of someone or include someone in my lie. My lie should only revolve around me and me only so in case I am caught I am the only one guilty. If it is a must to include another person just let them know about it before we say it out loud. So we will know whether they are in on it or not. Even in this book everything is happening because of a lie and till the end the people involved are lying [as if they hadn’t had enough lies flying around]. Somehow most of the characters like to keep the things to themselves even when answering a police investigation and when they are not at all involved. As we read through the book we will understand why. It draws our attention to how a small lie can destroy the lives of people. It is this small lie that ends with The Monogram Murders.
This is one of my favorite pictures… The sun peeping at me through the plants. It was a sunny day [not my favorite]. Lying on a hammock beneath the tree I just looked up. There it was, instead of the piercing and strong sun I saw this, a ray, like a hand, coming towards me.
These are the instances that make us feel blessed and happy. This was one of those moments for me. When I lay there trying to enjoy the warmth and joy, looking at how the shades played on me, there comes a feeling, it succumbs us. A feeling of happiness, blissfulness, magic…
“Prime numbers are what is left when you have taken all the patterns away. I think prime numbers are like life. They are very logical but you could never work out the rules, even if you spent all your time thinking about them.”
Mark Haddon, The Curious Incident of the Dog in the Mid-night
It was quite an experience reading this book. The story is told from the observation point of Christopher, the main character, in way of writing a journal. It starts with Christopher seeing his neighbor’s dog murdered with a fork. He is determined to find out who killed the dog. He is a character with certain behavior difficulties but it is never mentioned in the book what is the condition. While trying to solve the murder of the dog he figures out many things about his life which were hidden from him before. He has a pet rat “Toby” who he never wants to leave behind.
The numbering of the chapter is also different. The quote I mentioned at the beginning of the post is taken from this book. Christopher is quite attracted to prime numbers. In fact, he is good at solving mathematics puzzles and physics and dreams to pursue his academics forward in this field. Counting, finding the cubes, solving puzzles are the methods he sticks to when he wants to calm himself down. As I was saying, the chapters are numbered using the prime numbers.
This book gives a glimpse of the struggle the parents go through due to his peculiar behavior but despite that both of them love Christopher to moon and back. Finally he figures out who murdered the dog though it made Christopher distressed.
I bought this book back in 2014 and even started to read once. But I didn’t like it back then. But this time when I read I actually loved it. It gives a feel of reading Christopher’s diary. It is simple but is capable of creating a great impact. There are many things which he, Christopher, likes and dislikes. All of them are mentioned in the book. Christopher will leave a mark on whoever read this book.
Finally – I read Anna Karenina and I got obsessed with it. I think the characters will be staying with me for so long and I want it that way. It took me almost 1 month to finish the book.
I was not aware of the story. I never watched any adaptations of the same. But as soon as I finished the book [even before finishing] I started searching for this. I would simply type Anna Karenina and read random things that are shown. The feel given by this book is so different.
From the name, we can understand the story is of Anna Karenina but it dwells deep into many other characters as well. In fact, I think he chose the title “Anna Karenina” to mislead the people. Even though all other characters can be thought through their relation with Anna Karenina but they all have their individuality in this book, their own story and life which has nothing to do with Anna Karenina. A very detailed portrayal of each character is given, what are their interest, ambition, expectation, fear, insecurities. Everything is handled beautifully. The thought of each character gives us a glimpse of what [or who] they are. All of the characters are presented with equal importance.
I was not a very good fan of classics but recently I find myself more attracted to it. The main focus of these books is what exactly is the mental state of a human being concerning the happenings around him/her. This book is also not different. It focuses on the thoughts or fears that go through each one of us when we face a difficult situation. Most of the people can handle very complicated situation with grace and strength but there might be a long thought process which might have given them that grace which others witness.
It has greatly portrayed how we succumb to the social pressure even when we know that by doing so we are betraying ourselves or killing our happiness. The potential need of people to fit into society makes us do many things which might be against our interest and we think that it’s correct, may be acceptable, because that is the social norm. We find it easy to relate to the characters. Forget about social pressure, it has shown how we fall prey to our insecurities in a heart-touching manner. It was so sad to read how the head-strong woman who held herself with so much grace and confidence fell into the depth of insecurity.
How to decide what is correct, when the correct action does not give us happiness? Why do we feel pressurized when we try to do something which is considered wrong by society but in reality that is something which needs to be done for the peaceful existence of ourselves and our loved ones? One of my friends was so against some characters and asked my opinion. I agreed, but there was this thought in my mind. Am I judging? I think I am… sometimes when we look out for other people [let it be opinion, decision...] we forget to think about our self, we unconsciously forget ourselves. So I guess there is no actual point in thinking whether these characters are right or wrong [as a matter of fact I don’t think either do the author. He just penned down the thoughts, his imagination and left it to us to think about what is wrong and right from individual perspective]. It is just that they took the path which they felt right and was okay with others thinking otherwise. It gave happiness to them. Maybe they prioritize themselves over others. It is good to sometimes think for one-self without worrying about what others might think.
The insecurities one feel is genuine and there is no hiding or running away from it. We should learn to accept it and work on it. Being insecure doesn’t help us in any way. I kind of guess these are the whole point which stayed with me after finishing the book. Look out for oneself… think about your happiness as well… sometimes do what we feel right… accept ourselves… don’t fall prey to your insecurities [I know it is something which happens unknowingly and not planned but still try not to ]… instead of assuming things talk it out with the concerned people.
“Music is a language that doesn’t speak in particular words. It speaks in emotions, and if it’s in the bones, it’s in the bones.”
It is never enough if we start writing about music. Always something keeps popping up in our minds. There are many different quotes which come rushing to our minds, many songs, many singers, many instances… There is simply so much to be appreciated and acknowledged around music.
I once wrote about the effect of music on me, do have a look 🙂 – Music – a helping aid. I guess this will be more appropriate to the topic “Music”.
I never had a single favorite song. It’s just that I keep updating my list of favorite songs. That’s it. There are quite a few songs that I would love to hear daily. I am sure that if I start to write them down, I could be missing a lot of the songs but still… some of them are:
Fight Song – Rachel Platten
Stand By You – Rachel Platten
Never Enough – Loren Allred
Lover – Taylor Swift
Wildest Dreams – Taylor Swift
Roar – Katy Perry
Photograph – Ed Sheeran
Perfect – Ed Sheeran
Halo – Beyonce
Just a dream – Nelly [ usually listen to the cover version of the same by Sam Tsui and Christina Grimme]
What if – Kate Winslet
It’s just 10 songs which I like. I didn’t want to mention all the songs. As in everyone’s case it will be a very long list but one thing which I do want to mention is that there are a lot of songs which I love in other languages as well, including my regional language. I might mention them some other time…
New… This brought back one of my favorite quotes to my mind.
“A person who never made a mistake never tried anything new.”
I will never say this is the philosophy of my life [I am not a risk-taker 😉 ]. But there are some instances when I wanted to and I did try something new. Some instances where I tried to push myself out of my comfort zone. It is not at all a pleasant feeling at first [personally for me, I can’t generalize that as some of my friends really live for trying out new things] but slowly there is something that happens inside of us, something that makes us feel so much confident and self-reliable [not in a drastic amount but yeah it gives us a hope]. According to my belief trying new things, opening ourselves to a new venture is a game-changer. We don’t need to fail, sometimes it is going to be a trial and error method. Sometimes we can reach what we wanted in the first attempt. Nothing happens without a reason. When ever we choose to do something and ends up doing a mistake we are actually learning something… Like Thomas Edison said “I didn’t fail. I just found 2,000 ways not to make a lightbulb; I only needed to find one way to make it work.“. Everything teaches us something, new or not, useful.
“With the new day comes new strength and new thoughts.”
New days are filled with possibilities and hopes. It is not always our way of thinking because most of us wake up to “Morning blues”. It mainly happens when something unpleasant happened on the previous day and we expect the continuation of it today as well [at least for me]. So in my case it happens in once in a while. There is a peace when we first wake up in the morning. A small window, before realizing or thinking about what is waiting for us in the day, where we hope or think about just positive things. I try to hold on to that. It definitely have an effect [I do have that positive effect on me through out the day]. That time frame gives me the strength to face whatever is going to happen.
“Nothing makes the earth seem so spacious as to have friends at a distance; they make the latitudes and longitudes.”
Henry David Thoreau
The bonds which I formed during my school days and colleges are so strong. My friends-group was never a large one but one which consists of a maximum of 3-4 people. I can literally count my best friends using my fingers. But, as I mentioned my bonding with these people is strong. All of us are far apart, none of us together. But we maintain our relations and our little secrets are still safe at the bottom of our heart. Once in a while we will call and talk for hours and we realize, to our happiness, that nothing has changed between us.
Each one of us is busy trying to build up our career and life. We share our small happiness and blunders without any inhibitions. All of us can be like an open book with each other without the fear of being judged. As all of us got separated pursuing careers and higher studies… we met other people… we made new friends… But even though, the distance keeps us apart, we kept our bond strong and is still growing…