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Bookaholic and God
Do you all pray to God? Who do you turn to in difficult times? Being born and brought up in a Hindu family, I was always taught to pray daily before school so that God could bless us with knowledge and willingness to be a good performers in school. Well, these small prayer sessions turned into praying twice daily, keeping fasts and visiting temples regularly as I grew up, sometimes without any reason and sometimes with the desire to get something in return. We as a family used to go on a trip to our village every year where our parents made sure that certain temples were included in our itinerary and my sister and I used to go because we loved staying in hotels, eat what we want and buy toys near temples. When we were a little older our parents enrolled us for a religious summer camp where they taught us Yoga, meditation and since we were all just kids arranged certain games etc. for us. We practiced all this at home as well daily till the time we went into college and got busy with other things.
By [email protected]8 months ago in Journal
Bookaholic and Love
I have always been a hopeless romantic...but aren't we all??? I am not at all ashamed to say that I love any kind of a romantic comedy irrespective of it's rating on IMDB. I have always seen people make fun of the lovey dovey names that people give each other when they are in a relationship but I feel that in each relationship which is close to our heart we give a nickname to the person involved, we might not say it in public but all these petty things make the relationship interesting and romantic as well.
By [email protected]9 months ago in Journal
Bookaholic gets a toy...
Do you love babies? Don't we all? From Enid Blyton to Mills and boon, I did not realize when I grew up. I am still a child at heart and we should all be as I believe that is what keeps you going. Well, I grew up a little the day I saw my younger brother lying beside my mother, he was just 2 days old. I was elated as I had someone whom I could call "my brother". I already had a younger sister but somehow I had this idea of a perfect family engraved in my mind where a brother was also necessary to complete my not so complete family. Leaving aside this patriarchy, lets move on to my baby brother who told me 18 days ago that I did not mention him in my article therefore Shivi, this entire article is for you.
By [email protected]10 months ago in Journal
Birth of a Bookholic
When a child is born, with the child are born certain expectations be it of family or society. I was born in a small town called Shimla in Himachal Pradesh. My father just wanted to inculcate one good habit in us which was "Reading" and luckily he got his wish when I was born. If you have ever been to Shimla, you would have seen a colonial and gothic style building right next to the Christ Church, it was built in the 1860's, you must visit it if you love reading rare and old books, you might even find some timeless classics. Well, my father himself is quite a reader and therefore took my younger sister and me to the library and got us registered as members. I was just 5 years old and you would think what would books mean to a 5 year old but to me books were everything, I got my hands on books like Jataka Tales, Panchatantra and then moved on to Enid Blyton, Mills and Boon etc. I kept going through the books in the library, little did I know "Once a reader, always a reader". I started getting books from the library and we were issued 2 books only on one registered card so I started taking my sister along who had zero interest in books but had a registered card so that I could get books on her card as well. We had to return the books within 2 weeks approximately so my hunger to read the books quickly kept increasing and I read all the Enid Blyton books available in the library. That was not enough as my interest had just started growing, I had to look for other places from where I could get more books so I asked my parents to start getting books from their office library, most of the books they had were in Hindi though I preferred English more, but I was ok with it as long as I had something to read. I read Reader's Digest and all kind of other books which had some kind of fiction in it. My friends and family had to literally drag me out of the house to play as I was always reading, some books I read had questionable covers like Mills and Boon which were definitely a cause of concern in an Indian Household but my parents were comforted by the idea that atleast she is within the four walls of our house and not on a date with some random guy. Thus began my journey which is still going on with new books and new pages.
By [email protected]10 months ago in Journal