Of all of Elif Safak's books that I have read, The Architect's Apprentice is my least favourite. It's quite laborious and tedious in many ways. However, I took something away from the book that I turn to sometimes whenever I can remember that I am a (dormant) artist. An artist nonetheless. In the book, the... Continue Reading →
Jolts, and then, Silence
Last week I was reminded by a friend that I have cancelled not one but two trips, and consequently, I have paid an inordinate amount of money to a couple of Airlines for being a sitting duck. It has got everything to do with the fact that I just don't want to get on to... Continue Reading →
In Knowing
I did not take part in NaNoWriMo this year. In fact, I haven't written anything substantial since NaNoWriMo 2014. That was the last time I closed 35000 words on my book. It has been lying so ever since. I did not finish the script I was writing with Boy. He left, as you would know.... Continue Reading →
Snigger. Snigger. Shush.
They say the world is a comedy to those who think, and a tragedy to those who feel. Unequivocally, by nature, I belong to the category that downs the world as a tragedy. It's just who I am. However, after one year of "feeling", so to speak, I think I've reached a stage where I... Continue Reading →
What are the chances?
Upon a great tide, one fine day, I was given a piece of advice that I liked. "You will always need to make new friends once every five years. Not only because some of the old ones will move away, but also because there are some really wonderful people in the world." And ta-da, I... Continue Reading →
Make Muscle
A student's all-nighter slips away unnoticed, but compare that with a carpenter's and you won't get any sleep if you're in the vicinity. Students must get some credit for slipping away into the night without much notice, and carpenter's must get more days, and more pay. That was bloody hard work that went on under... Continue Reading →
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I'm not going to write titles that sum up my post, anymore. I'm going to leave a letter here a word there and be done with it. So that people have to read through it to know what it's about. So that in my small way, I rebel against the clickbaits and get slowly pushed... Continue Reading →
Stunning
There's just no other way to describe this account I came across on Instagram. This is book porn. And I am sold.
Scattered Dots
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 →