Last weekend, I was enjoying a lazy, leisurely Sunday when I realised, with a jolt of surprise, the significance of the date. July 31st. After having kept a mental note of it for months, by the time it actually rolled around, it had caught me unawares. A quick glance at my phone told me it was 8:25pm, and I wondered if it was too late. A Google search for the number and phone call to Midland later, I was on my way to Aurobindo Market. more “The Harry Potter generation”
Category: The Written Word
For the love of books
I was walking past the dining table in a hurry yesterday when the words printed on the shopping bag of a bookstore caught my eye: “you can’t buy happiness, but you can buy books. And that’s kind of the same thing”. It stopped me in my tracks momentarily, and I smiled as I read the words that were so simply yet well put, words that resonate perfectly with the way I feel about reading.
Books have been a constant presence in my life, from the age of 5 when my father started taking me on my weekly trips to the Gymkhana library. I would fight with him to stake claim on the maximum number of the limited books we could borrow on the library card for myself, and spend the next week devouring them, anxious to return to the library to borrow more. Growing up with that passion for reading, I have never been able to understand why so many people don’t read. I’ve always felt sorry for and a little baffled by them, that they are missing out on something amazing (not so differently from how I feel about vegetarians). I wonder – what do they do when they are waiting at a doctor’s office, or aboard a train, or sitting with a steaming cup of coffee on a sunny winter day? more “For the love of books”
Writer’s Block
Ever had writer’s block from too much writing? I’ve felt like that the past few months. Through grad school applications, I must have written 90 odd essays since July. As a result, I haven’t had the mind space or inspiration for non-career goals related writing. Ironic, though, isn’t it? I didn’t know too much writing could be a source of writer’s block.
As I take a much needed break from applications, I’ve decided to get back to writing. I’ve always written when the urge hit me, when inspiration struck, using it as means to express my thoughts when I couldn’t perhaps do it any other way. Having spent the past few months forcing myself to write something every day, though – a lot of which I enjoyed, some of which was a chore – I realised that I don’t necessarily need to wait for inspiration to strike. Anything can be written about. With that happy realisation, my inability to write outside of application essays over the past few months has prompted my first blog post, a suggestion I must give my father due credit for.
On that note, I’ve finally taken the (brave, in my opinion) plunge into the blogging world, with this, my inaugural post.


