Book 6: The Cost of Living by Deborah Levy The first time I read Deborah Levy was when I was doing my world reading challenge in 2016. She came up as my writer for South Africa, somehow. Now that I think about it, I could have read something else for South Africa. At the time,... Continue Reading →
Book 5: A Gentleman in Moscow by Amor Towles But Fate would not have the reputation it has if it simply did what it seemed it would do. Towles, Amor. A Gentleman in Moscow (p. 80). (Function). Kindle Edition. I'm wary of book blurbs who exclaim loudly, and by that I mean, both in superlatives... Continue Reading →
As someone who has started driving in my Indian city, I see things that have no business being on the road. I am way past romanticising organised chaos; I cannot abide. This newfound skill has unlocked a new pathway in my brain which has given way to a whole host of emotions. At this point,... Continue Reading →
Book 4: The Railway by Hamid Ismailov I've read The Railway in two different periods of my life -- one when I was reading "world literature" for a year and this book was my pick for Uzbekistan, and second is this year when I was trying to take my literary reading seriously, or so I... Continue Reading →
The other day I was trying to record a video of myself talking and I wasn't able to do it successfully. I'm unable to jump onto the talk-to-the-camera bandwagon but I try, and I fail. I wanted to talk about the new "cool-girl" phenomenon as I call it; about how we're all expected to be... Continue Reading →
Book 3: When We Cease to Understand the World by Benjamin Labatut I picked up this book because of many recommendations on Reddit and because the title describes the current situation of our planet. This is a fictionalised non-fiction book that paints a picture of the lives of eminent scientists (physicists, chemists, and biologists) who... Continue Reading →
The past couple of weeks have been interesting and while I have not written here, I was working on an essay that I submitted to a literary magazine, and currently, I am re-writing a poem for which I received critique. The poet who offered advice asked me "what" the poem was about, and I can't... Continue Reading →
Book 2: Us Against You by Fredrik Backman As someone who has read Backman's entire oeuvre, I found this book underwhelming and lacklustre. At 448 pages, this is a long novel, even longer than its page count. The second instalment in the Beartown series, this book follows the story of Beartown's hockey club and its... Continue Reading →
Book 1: The Death of Ivan Ilyich by Leo Tolstoy After having abandoned Instagram for posting my book reviews, I have found a new home for them here on my blog. While book-hopping a stray Internet comment recommended this Tolstoy novella to whoever might be reading to reconsider what it meant to be alive. I... Continue Reading →