Archive for October, 2012

Far Away Places…

The notion of reading a good book, i think, is that it gives you the same feeling as the first cigarette of the day. When you feel your head dizzy, knees trembling and eyes blacking out. I don’t mean literally the same way but that’s the notion. That, you take a book in your hands and expect it to excite you from the moment you lay your eyes on the pages.

My non-social life, these days, has lead me back towards the days when I  used to be a bibliophile and i have found an inevitable joy in getting back to that place again. Just the other day, i was arguing with one of my cousins over the friendship and he told me books are the best friends in your life and you’re lucky to have them. I realized not only that how much I have fallen in love with books all over again, but I also realized that things that I yearned for were drifted away from me and the things I have taken for granted have been the reason of my success. It may sound crazy, it does to me too, but this is how it is.

Not only reading books but I have gone pro in that field now. Paper books, audio books, ebooks and reading about the lives of the authors and what inspired them to write such things. The best way to read a book is of course the paper book because it engages you mentally and physically and somewhat socially too. I am not a much of a fan of ebooks because it takes a lot. But the audio books, oh my Lord! What a beautiful thing that is. In your lone dark room, you wire your self up and start litsening to that book and it takes you to a completely different world. A world of new imagination and ecstasy.

I started off my journey of audio books with Stephen Chbosky’s “Perks of Being a Wallflower”. Though it was not a long book and story was quite simple and I was able to omit out the good parts and the bad while listening to it, and then I icompared my criticism with the other critics and I realized I was getting better in understanding the art of writing. Then I started the F. Scott Firzgerad’s “The Great Gatsby”. I’m so much in love with this book that am going to read the paper version of the book now. I watched the movie best on this novel released in 70s with Robert Redford in the lead role and I’m excite to watch the 2013 version of the same book based movie starring Leonardo DiCarpio. Moreover, I read the biography of the author; about his life, events, how he grew up and how he ended his life in the 40s by drinking to death.

I listened to the Italian classic “Les Miserables” by Victor Hugo, Lolita by Vladimir Nabokov, Great Expectations by Charles Dickens, A Tale of  Two cities by Charles Dickens so far. In my limited social circle my friends are anti to books and literature and I am growing my love for the books and authors each day. So i don’t get to share with them how I feel about certain things. Then I realized that I have a blog and I have the rest of the world to share with. May be they would like the books that I read and they would want to read them. May be they also love books and they tell me about their good reads.

Now, I wanna be a writer. I wanna start off with some ad agency writing advertising lines to help the companies sell the nylons, juices and clothes, like the most of the greatest authors did. Ambitious. I know… Then i wanna write for the college magazine and try to impress the opposite sex and fall in love….. WAIT!! my college days are over I did not took this opportunity when i had… Alas!

In 2004, I was student of  Bachelor’s of English Literature. I skipped by reasoning that this is too difficult and boring stuff. Today when I’m dealing with books and authors most of my day I went through my University’s website and found out that the Books I read for amusement and inspiration – most of them were in my syllabus. Now those places are far far away.  Alas!! Comedy of emotions…



A Chinese Delusion…

It was just another attempt to carry out some juice outta night. Having a new roommate moved in with me, he brought the life back into my lonely room full of books and scattered things. He is so energetic, outgoing and childish sometimes that it is always good and feels enthusiastic having him around.
It was a Saturday night and he persuaded me to goto a punjabi dance club after dinner to have fun. I have been to clubs couple of times before but they were too good to make me want to go there again. Everytime I was persuaded by someone and cameback home with a rather gloomy mood. We dressed up, had a ordinary dinner and took a walk to that punjabi club. He (my new roommate) have been there before and he was telling me how thing go there. Despite of that, I was not totally willing to go there but I did not have anything to loose so I kept the steps intact. After a little chit chat we kept quite and kept walking. It was mid night already and we had to walk a ten minutes long and quite road with partially lit with typical highway orange lights before we could reach to the sin city. The silence was eventually inturrupted by the bypassing cars and in the end by my idea. I just took a chance and asked him, let’s just not go there, let’s go home and watch a movie on laptop. He was surprized at first and then he protested that we got dressed up for this. I told him never mind its good to get dressed sometimes for nothing but ourselves. Generally he is so stubborn but he agreed so quickly and the next moment we started walking backwards.
There is a shopping mall opposite to my residential building and apparently we had walked to the otherside of that mall. He said, since we have dressed up let’s just not take the road and go through the mall. I agreed. When we got close to the mall we heard some live music being performed at a restaurant nearby. At first I said to him that we might have gone and sat there for a cup of coffee and enjoy the live music for sometime, but since music is chinese so it would be impossible for us to enjoy. He smiled in agreement. Closer we got to the restaurant we realized it was hindi music. Live. In a county where three languages are official and none of them you can speak or understand, when you get to enjoy the bollywood oldies of kishore kumar and muhammad rafi, it is like you found a block of wood in the middle of sea. You can survive, you can smile, and enjoy. Without giving it a second thought, we both followed out impulses and grabbed chairs in the corner of the restaurant. It was mind blowing. You get to request the songs for free and on top of that we were served by some pretty waitressess who were offering more than the coffee. We sat there as long as the cafe was open and enjoyed the music at our best.
We decided to go there most often now as we came to know that they have hollywood nights too besides bollywood. I was surprized that such a good place was around the corner of my house and I could not discover it in nearly two years. Its normal I guess, we never notice certain things in our lives which are very closer to us and which can well mend our souls and bring delight.
I guess this might be a good beginning of something. In spite of books and movies I have now other things to go and people to hang out with. Other evening we swam and washed the gloomy deamons outta our bodies. Atleast we tried.