Here I am...

It's funny to think how things move on each day in your life, it's even more funny to realize that you are always being watched by someone around, it might be your folks at home, it might be your neighbors, it might be your colleagues, it might even be people unknown on the blog, whew!!! sounds a bit direful now that i really think about it (wont tell you why). But it's also at times a bit soothing and encouraging to know that people really appreciate you for what you are doing, even if it's the most crappiest thing. I am saying all this now because last week i found out that Vims caught me up here from my hiding and that was a bit unexpected because my name is nowhere on this blog and i'd really have loved to be anonymous. Well, so everything happens for a reason is what i believe and so this might also be holding a good reason in the days ahead. Today, i feel like i am missing something. Maybe because i am a bit cloudy in mind about what is happening in my life. I got into a small fight with sissy, dont know why she keeps on doing things that i ask her not to do again and again. I wanted to stop all that and make her behave but i think the way i chose was wrong. She interpreted it in her own language and that has lead her away from me. My mother too supports her at such times which makes me really really really raging. Well, that apart, things are going well.

I finished reading You Are Here by my favorite blogger. I ordered it through Flipkart and managed to get a copy at a discount prize (my first book to order from home). But i think i was a bit disappointed with her book because i could find the same incidents that she had described in her blog in her book also. A person who has read her complete blog will not be in for any surprise in this book. I don't know why i like her writing when normally people who read real good literature, the classic stuff can never accept her way of writing. Her use of the language is so rough-cut at times that it might make you gasp after each chapter. But overall the book was good for light reading and it did bring into light many of the maverick things happening in urban (could also call ultramodern) India.

Reading has always been with me since my childhood, starting with children's favorite balarama, a malayalam weekly because that was the cheapest one at hand in those days from my 2nd std. I had a friend Deepa at that time who was my neighbor. We used to share balaramas and read them together. It was real fun. Then we both shifted from that place and were separated but my source of new new books at that time was Deeps. So i used to take pain to travel about half an hour from my home on holidays to her home and also in the evening after school. Her house was on the way from our school (we used to be in the same school), so i always took time and went to her home once in a while in the evenings so that i don't miss any of her new books. Her house was in such a place all surrounded by plants, so the place used to charm me because even in summer, it was very cool inside her house and as her mom,dad, and bro will be out always, we used to have our time with books and chatting and playing without any break. The bread upma that we used to prepare, the maggi noodles, the raw mango with salt and chilly powder which used to give us company during our reading hours even now makes my mouth water. Last month she got married to a guy from Bihar. I never remember her being such a gumptious (you really need some guts to do this) person who would have 'taken the pain to love' a person, that too someone from North India and then go to the point of marrying him. Unfortunately, i couldn't attend the wedding (but i really wanted to). But i dont know, she might have changed. I lost touch with her after my 10th, so am not someone to give my opinion about her guts. Now, lets get back to books. After my craze for Balarama wore off, i started subscribing to Gokulam (which i happened to get from one of my classmates and absolutely loved) which i adore even now. It's an excellent children's monthly which cost just Rs. 5 at that time (but recently, i happened to get an edition and i think now it's not as good as it used to be, the pages are less and the cost is more and the articles were also not up to the mark) . I used to wait for it eagerly from my 6th std onwards. I stopped the subscription in my 9th (might be i ceased to be a kid, by then, :) did i?) Then from 9th i started to read some serious books (which i thought were serious but found out otherwise later) and they were mostly books by Enid Blyton, Malory Towers being my favorite. I also adored Famous Five. I even used to wait for the Saturday afternoon show of Famous Five on Doordarshan (that being our only cableless TV channel at that time). So that's all about my childhood reading.

Will continue my reading journey in the next post....Love you all out there....Tc till then....