Monday, December 22, 2014

One of the most beautiful qualities of true friendship is to understand and to be understood...... Lucius Annaeus Seneca

When I was 22, I had two best girl friends. They were just 11 years old. One day, I saw them walking not together but on either sides of the road, completely detached. I was sad  for I thought they might have broken up. But much to my surprise, their friendship was intact. And to my query, they gave me a strange reply. “ Every one in our school knows that we are thick friends. And there are many who are trying to break our friendship, just out of sheer jealousy. Now they would think we aren't friends anymore. Hence no more pranks to break our friendship.” The reply was too innocent that  I laughed and laughed . Years flew by. My job took me away and I lost touch with them. But now I am strongly reminded of them. Why?

 Because years after I was surprised to see that I was just doing the same thing they have done earlier. It has been a few months, since I developed a good camaraderie with a family. We got acquainted professionally which later grew into a personal relationship.  It would not be wrong to say that I started having a social life which was otherwise absent in my life. We became a family. But I am apprehensive to make our friendship too explicit for the fear of losing it since we share not only personal but professional rapport . I have two more friends who are so close with them and they too share my views. They say "Let it be kept private". But don't you think it is a bit too much...

I am even scared to upload our photos. Hence whenever we get together, I hardly even think of having photographs together. Then I realised that it could be a great miss as I was not accumulating anything which could serve as good memory to cherish, years after. Hence I thought of uploading some of our photographs. Thankfully, there aren't many who are our common friends who reads this blog.

It's them



 She is Anamika  and she says those who likes me call me 'NUNNU'


Smitha...I have never seen such a jovial woman before. She has never been stingy in expressing her emotions and love.

the trio together.

the duo together...


Monday, December 8, 2014

“You should date a girl who reads."




― Rosemarie Urquico
“You should date a girl who reads.
Date a girl who reads. Date a girl who spends her money on books instead of clothes, who has problems with closet space because she has too many books. Date a girl who has a list of books she wants to read, who has had a library card since she was twelve.

Find a girl who reads. You’ll know that she does because she will always have an unread book in her bag. She’s the one lovingly looking over the shelves in the bookstore, the one who quietly cries out when she has found the book she wants. You see that weird chick sniffing the pages of an old book in a secondhand book shop? That’s the reader. They can never resist smelling the pages, especially when they are yellow and worn.

She’s the girl reading while waiting in that coffee shop down the street. If you take a peek at her mug, the non-dairy creamer is floating on top because she’s kind of engrossed already. Lost in a world of the author’s making. Sit down. She might give you a glare, as most girls who read do not like to be interrupted. Ask her if she likes the book.

Buy her another cup of coffee.

Let her know what you really think of Murakami. See if she got through the first chapter of Fellowship. Understand that if she says she understood James Joyce’s Ulysses she’s just saying that to sound intelligent. Ask her if she loves Alice or she would like to be Alice.

It’s easy to date a girl who reads. Give her books for her birthday, for Christmas, for anniversaries. Give her the gift of words, in poetry and in song. Give her Neruda, Pound, Sexton, Cummings. Let her know that you understand that words are love. Understand that she knows the difference between books and reality but by god, she’s going to try to make her life a little like her favorite book. It will never be your fault if she does.

She has to give it a shot somehow.

Lie to her. If she understands syntax, she will understand your need to lie. Behind words are other things: motivation, value, nuance, dialogue. It will not be the end of the world.

Fail her. Because a girl who reads knows that failure always leads up to the climax. Because girls who read understand that all things must come to end, but that you can always write a sequel. That you can begin again and again and still be the hero. That life is meant to have a villain or two.

Why be frightened of everything that you are not? Girls who read understand that people, like characters, develop. Except in the Twilight series.

If you find a girl who reads, keep her close. When you find her up at 2 AM clutching a book to her chest and weeping, make her a cup of tea and hold her. You may lose her for a couple of hours but she will always come back to you. She’ll talk as if the characters in the book are real, because for a while, they always are.

You will propose on a hot air balloon. Or during a rock concert. Or very casually next time she’s sick. Over Skype.

You will smile so hard you will wonder why your heart hasn’t burst and bled out all over your chest yet. You will write the story of your lives, have kids with strange names and even stranger tastes. She will introduce your children to the Cat in the Hat and Aslan, maybe in the same day. You will walk the winters of your old age together and she will recite Keats under her breath while you shake the snow off your boots.

Date a girl who reads because you deserve it. You deserve a girl who can give you the most colorful life imaginable. If you can only give her monotony, and stale hours and half-baked proposals, then you’re better off alone. If you want the world and the worlds beyond it, date a girl who reads.

Or better yet, date a girl who writes.”