It is very quiet in the room. I'm all alone and the small, yellow light keeps me company. Under it, I've just finished reading A Book of Simple Living by Ruskin Bond. I think about the ferns, geraniums, walnuts, oaks and deodars generously mentioned in the book. I can hear the silence float in the... Continue Reading →
This came in the mail today. I knew it was sent, but when I received it I was overjoyed because I wasn't expecting it. There's a very small note inside it. I felt a tear of joy form at the corner of my eye when I read it. This book is the thoughtful gesture of... Continue Reading →
Earlier this year, I made a conscious attempt to read books from different countries of the world. The reasons for this were my understanding that the Western countries are not the be-all and end-all of this world, the innate need to belong to the world, to be more human, and last and least of all,... Continue Reading →
For the last four days, I've been watching the late afternoon with more attention than usual. The evening sunshine gingerly lights up the thick green creepers on the hill behind my workplace. I watch the silver fern as the wind blows and go down for a walk to feel the evening sun on my skin.... Continue Reading →
375. "Baraduc claimed to be able to photograph emotions ... He sought out emotionally agitated people, then held light-proof paper a few inches from their heads. He found that the same emotion would make the same kind of impression upon the photographic plate, but different emotions produced different images. Anger looked like fireworks. Love was... Continue Reading →
According to the Greek mythology's myth of philosophical creation, everything was borne out of Darkness and Chaos. Darkness existed first, from which Chaos came into being. "From a union between Darkness and Chaos sprang Night, Day, Erebus, and the Air."¹ And then, from a union between two of these four, and their various combinations, everything... Continue Reading →
There's just no other way to describe this account I came across on Instagram. This is book porn. And I am sold.
Recently I read Paper Towns by John Green. Since I was so hooked to the book that I finished reading it in a day, I decided to watch the movie based on the book. 20 mins into it I realised that the movie was unarguably terrible. Please don't watch it if you've read the book.... Continue Reading →
Finally, I have finished reading The Grapes of Wrath. It was my second Steinbeck book after Of Mice and Men. For anyone who has been following this blog, you would know that I have been reading this book for over four months now. It took a great while, but as I mention to fellow book... Continue Reading →
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