Books

What I see

Cliche alert!: It’s that time of the year again when we make resolutions that we wont keep. And for bloggers such as myself to rant about what to expect in the new year. Well after not writing a word on this darn blog for most of the year, that would be a sorry attempt to keep this blog alive so… let me not waste your time. But what I can do is summarize what I have seen in the past 12 months graciously branded as 2016. I have been living(Feels so good to say that) and this is what I see:

ON GRATITUDE

Apart from a cold and swollen hands (why do hands swell anyway). I haven’t been critically ill in the past 12 months. The gift of life should not be taken for granted.

“Every struggle in your life has shaped you into the person you are today. Be thankful for the hard times, they can only make you stronger.”

ON FAMILY

“Family isn’t always blood. It’s the people in your life who want you in theirs. The ones you accept you for who you are. The ones who would do anything to see you smile, and who love you no matter what.”

Feelings Alert: At my age people (Relatives/Family) still find me awkward,and rude even. And no. I am STILL not making apologies for this.  I still  find this incredibly wrong (Wish I had a megaphone to rant). I wish my parents would be more understanding and trusting of me as a person and come to accept and appreciate that I am what I am. I find trust an essential element in any family. Without trust, we are all just a bunch of people who share the same DNA and continue to be ‘Christmas families’.

What I do Know: I don’t respond very well to hypocrisy and for some reason I smell it about a mile away. Eventually, when I have a small family with a little girl with my eyes and a boy with awesome features his father will be endowed with, I would want, more than anything, to trust and accept them as unique individuals. I want to help them see their worth; achieve their dreams from riding a horse to becoming an insanely weird dancer at the carnival.

ON FRIENDS

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ON BOOKS

All hail to the incredible minds that use their experience and words to inspire others. In the past 12 months, I delved into the minds and lives of incredible people. Here are my top 3 reads .

 

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  •  HUMBLE PIE – GORDON RAMSEY: I know. A rude, loud, jerky and arrogant Gordon Ramsey        comes to mind when you read this 9_9 . To be honest,  I loved this book. I think my greatest satisfaction was to understand where the pathological behavior of Gordon Ramsey comes from. It must have sucked to be him from birth till about the age of 26. Being raised by an abusive father and dealing with his brother’s addiction could not have been easy. Hell, I don’t know how I could have dealt with that. By reading his story, I have come to respect him as a strong-willed person  and to overcome all the hurdles to be where he is truly admirable.

 

 

 

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WHY NOT ME  MINDY KALING: I bought this book because I just love Mindy Kaling. After watching the Mindy Project, I was left wondering why haven’t I seen this awesome creature sooner :). It is a thoroughly entertaining book. I always feel like Mindy is on the stage performing some sort of refined stand-up comedy.

 

 

 

 

 

 

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  • SHUT UP, STOP WHINING AND GET A LIFELarry WingetI don’t read a lot of inspirational/motivational and self-help books. I guess it is probably because I never made that special life changing connection that people speak of. I get the message. We should do more, strive more but this approach does not get to me. I prefer to delicately fish out  the message from people stories. But this… this is just one hell of a book. It is absolutely a kick butt approach to life; and I guess that’s why I have re-read it about 8 times this year. I recommend it for anyone and everyone who at some point feels like they are stuck and believe they can do more to improve their lives.

ON MEN

Guy number one was kinda perfect but only in my head. Just two days after meeting, he flaunts his girlfriend on social bringing our ‘supposed’ relationship to sudden death.Guy number 2 was a 30 year-old man-child. Loud and arrogant. Strongly believed that by hinting at how much money he has, a girl will jump at his proposal. Well some would, if you have zero personality and if money is the only thing you have to offer. He was floppy about it and I asked him to sit in a corner and think about his life. If I go on this will slowly turn into a short story and not a blog post.

ON CAREER

I see growth. I see Graduate school in the horizon.

ON MARRIAGE

Still not thrilled about picking one human and settling down.

ON THE FUTURE

I see hope which is more than I could say last year.

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Been places and seen things

Yet there was always in me, even when I was very small, the sense that I ought to be somewhere else. And wander I did, although, in my everyday life, I had nowhere to go and no imaginable reason on earth why I should want to leave. The buses took to the interstate without me, the trains sped by. So I wandered the world through books. I went to Victorian England in the pages of ‘Middlemarch’ and ‘A little Princess’, and to Saint Petersburg before the fall of the tsar with ‘Anna Karenina’. I went to Tara, and Manderley, and Thornfield Hall, all those great houses, with their high ceilings and high drama, as I read ‘Gone with the Wind’, ‘Rebecca’ and ‘Jane Eyre’.”
Anna Quindlen, How Reading Changed My Life

Museums are  is the perfect place to visit for art lovers but I draw my love for them from books. From high-rising walls stretching up to the geometric patterned ceiling and the towering ivory pillars, the mere existence of the museum is appalling. It brings to realization that the world is bigger than human beings yet it is the product of the human mind. Then there’s the art consisting of perfect key strokes and shades of colors on canvas telling 1000 stories-subject to interpretation.

I love art. I’m no Neal Caffrey but I am one of those ‘weird’ people who see more than colors splashed on canvas. What I loved most about museums are the marble floors and the elegance it spurs (and all the marble-floor-lovers squeal in delight) . The combination of the walls ceiling and floors makes you want to just lie there making snow angels-Without snow of course ;). I have always been artsy, come to think of it but after reading Barbara Taylor Bradford‘s Playing the Game oh combined with Neal Caffrey’s charm 😉 I got a better appreciation for art.

Reading books is like penetrating someone’s mind, understanding their thought patterns, emotions and intellect. It stimulates the mind enough to sample the world’s finest cuisines, art and relish the African sunset. Like fine marble floors, our minds need polishing when it comes to knowledge and what better way to do than through books?

Keep turning the pages 🙂