Monday, February 11, 2013

Happyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy

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Monday, February 4, 2013

Shantaram -- A review

If you remember, I had mentioned I gifted myself  the novel "Shantaram" this Diwali. Suggested by KB, whom I can blindly trust when it comes to books, I ordered it the moment he told me I should. I had just finished the first two awesome books of the "Shiva Triology" and was looking for a addition to my collection, So here it is -- "Shantaram" :)
I was expecting it to be delivered before my Diwali holiday's but that din't happen. But when I finally did receive it, the weight and the number of pages made me rethink - I shouldn't really order books without checking the number of pages huh!!! 933 pages... but then again, worth the read!!
                Narrated by Lin Baba - a prisoner who ran away from the jail and came to Bombay, India on a fake identity passport, the story talks about his life. Beautiful description of Bombay, I almost told everybody who stays in Mumbai and whom I know, to get a copy of the book as the places would make the book more real. From a prisoner to a doctor-in-the-slum to a soldier fighting, the book beautifully touches the aspects of Lin's life. Friendship, love, money,slum life, death... everything has been portrayed very beautifully. Some days, I'd actually wait to head back home and read what happens next. The characters are beautiful in their own ways. Be it Prabhakar, lovingly called as "Prabhu" who is Lin's guide, friend , all-in-one-man in Bombay or Abdullah, Lin's friend-to-die-for, everybody seems picture perfect! I could actually imagine faces for them.
                What is noteworthy is the description of people and places. Each mention of the Leopold's cafe and the friendly chats, makes you feel good. The characters all seem real! Abdul Khader Khan's philosophy about the world moving towards complexity and his impact on people around him when he is alive as well as the love in people's heart when he dies is great!
                It is a great book, if you are ready to balance 933 pages, which means you cannot really lie on your bed and read it, I was sitting upright all the time. I couldn't have carried the book when I was travelling as it added on a lot of weight. Oki, keeping these silly reasons aside, its an awesome read. It is a bit lengthy and at times , I wanted to skip a couple of pages, but thankfully I dint. Must read !!



Friday, February 1, 2013

Hi Diary!!

Hi Diary,

I havent written to you for ages now..
Not that I fell short of words, nor that I dint have time.. But really I dint know if it really mattered... I dont know if any body would care...
I dont know why I have become so much dependent that a smile makes my day and a frown spoils it entirely...
I dont really know why anything I do turns against me.. tell me why?
Normal everyday things I do turn out to bother people I really care about...
I cannot take this anymore...
I so dint want to write any rants or any negative for this new year to you... but tell me what do I do if everything I do turns bad....
I feel like I possess the opposite of the "Midas Touch", as even if I touch gold now, I know it will turn to stone..
I think Murphy had me in mind when we wrote his law...
Everything is going wrong.. no matter how much I try.. no matter how much I think before doing things, I always end up hurting..
I so dont want to... more than hurting others I end up hurting myself as I did not have any intention to hurt...
Tell me why would I hurt people I love?
For once, I am falling short of "sweet nothings and love talkings"..
I can tell others about it, but when it comes to me, things aren't just working..
They say I am a very optimistic person , with a lot of thoughts and ways to make things work and it does work for others... dont know why things arent really working for me...
My apologies dont count, neither does my love..
My loving ways become botherations...
I dont really know what to do..
I hate myself.....

No paintings, no blog posts, no poems.. nothing...
I feel like a piece of crap...

Please make things work God...
I so dont want to quit...
I hope atleast you will stand by me...

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