I believe the only fragrance that’s never been bottled up is that of old books… that dusty, earthy, faintly exotic transcending you in times immemorial, of paper bound since ages. … Continue reading Fragrance of Words
Valentin Louis Georges Eugène Marcel Proust, French novelist, critic, essayist and a philosopher in his own right. You know when it’s time, you know when it’s that one moment which … Continue reading Marcel Proust
Every piece of writing by all those profound writers influence me.
For a while I slip into a stupor, drunk in their words, the meaning of life in between their sentences- and it’s a wonderful feeling to live the lives they create and weave in between the printed words one after the another.
The social and cultural milieu a writer belongs to reflects in the fabric of their prose. It’s beautiful, it’s like minuscule architectural beauties embedded in a huge structure.
I’m taking a break from all the web readings for a while and go back to the roots where I begin my life, ghosh, Woolf, Marquez, Conrad, Bronte, Eliot… those are the concrete pillars I hold onto whenever I feel myself losing to the insanity of the world around me.
I do lots of web reading almost daily. Never ever the idea of cataloguing what I read and what’s my take away from all that is came to my mind. After, quite a juggling in between my laid back self and the active mind (also, I’m tired of wading through the long list of bookmarks tuck here and there on the browser, but, hey, let me please sound like some really responsible woman), the latter won and here I’m listing out what all I devoured in foods for thought (s).
Now, let me be honest here. Why do I read such book recommendations post? Don’t I have enough books to read? Oh! I have more than I can count, yet I have this insatiable urge to have the best of the books adorning the nooks and crannies of my house. To quench this everlasting thirst, I have to find what all others are reading and then add it to my list.
However, Mr. Clinton has listed some of the good books worth spending time and money on. Do check them out!
It was a good read. ‘How many times am I touched in a week?’ Touch, is not only a nonverbal communication, but it is an assurance of being, existence. Living beings have this innate tendency to express their feelings via touch. I have never devoted a thought to how many times I have been touched in a day or how many times I come to people intentionally to convey my opinions. This is something, I’m going to experiment too.
It’s really good. I hung my head literally and said it to my invisible audience, “guilty, as charged!” I really am a sort of blamer. Even if I’m not blaming any human, and so it would be the situations. Seriously, we need to own up our acts. I’m definitely going to try. Nothing new, but it’s kind of a wakeup call.
Brené Brown says, “Blame is simply the discharging of discomfort and pain. It has an inverse relationship with accountability. Blaming is a way that we discharge anger.”
The article starts with, “Japanese people are known for their intelligence, strong health, politeness, and wellness.” I don’t disagree yet, being an ordinary person I feel like being cheated. Come on, we Indians are intelligent and doing wonders all around the world. .
The only two points I liked to keep in mind, rest of the education system are similar to that of Indians.
- “It is believed that the goal for the first 3 years of school is not to judge the child’s knowledge or learning, but to establish good manners and to develop their character.”
- “In Japanese schools, students have to clean the classrooms, cafeterias, and even toilets all by themselves. When cleaning, students are divided into small groups and assigned tasks that rotate throughout the year. The Japanese education system believes that requiring students to clean up after themselves teaches them to work in a team and help each other. Besides, spending their own time and effort sweeping, mopping, and wiping makes kids respect their own work and the work of others.”
The article says people who are depressed tends to prefer darker shades of blues, grays, and black. Also, they prefer filter Inkwell over Valencia. So, if I go with this study by researchers, then I’m definitely a depressed being. Darn it man, I love black & white photographs and Inkwell is my favourite.
“It’s one of several promising experiments using artificial intelligence to diagnose mental health conditions. A company called NeuroLex Diagnostics is working on a series of AI tools that can identify telltale patterns and tics in speech to diagnose problems including depression, schizophrenia, Alzheimer’s, and Parkinson’s”
A must read for all.
James Patterson is offering writing classes. Wow, learning from the masters is something. Any takers here? I cannot though. I realized it late, but I did that I’m so pig-headed when it comes to learning from someone or taking instructions. So, I’ve decided to pass on the opportunity.
I would love my girl to read this book. And, I’m for sure getting this book next and reading it too. There is no right time for introducing kids to what is right and what is wrong. Not only it promises to teach the fight for the rights, also, it is imploring kids to discover the power of their imagination and increase their creative prowess as well.
There are a few more websites I went through. Sort of a time crunch. Besides, these articles need long entries. I’m beat today.