Books and love

I just sent in a story and am feeling very accomplished and happy with myself. Now I shall do nothing for the next couple of days. What a hectic and stressful life I lead!

Serendipitiously, I got a book I had been dying to read delivered today via Flipkart. Is there anything more satisfying than getting new books? Whenever I get a new book I have to write my name, date and where I got it from on the first page. Growing up, I saw my father always doing the same and I guess I picked up the habit from him.

Even now when I open any of his books to read I find his name, date and place where he bought the book from neatly printed. I remember reading ‘Pride and Prejudice’ when I was 16 years old, it was a red leatherbound book with gold etching and was part of a set my father had bought from a bookstore in Parasia. I don’t know if he has read all the books he bought but we, his children, have pulled them out, read them and not treated them with as much care as we should have.

Now that I am older I have become more gentle and careful with books. I love looking at my shelves of books, most read, some waiting to be read. I cannot leave a bookstore without buying at least one book. I told my husband if we ever become very rich and have tons of money, he should be prepared that I will probably spend it all away on books.

I spend a lot of time alone but I never have feel lonely because my books provide me with all the company I need. How could I not love them, when they give me so much?


I am…

  • Trying not to take a nap, really not advisable since it’s already 4pm.
  • Re-reading the Adrian Mole series for the gazillionth time. Crazy how much I identify with a Middle England-er, who grew up in Thatcher era and is pedantic,anxious and fussy. And, he makes me laugh.
  • Thinking about making one-pot sambar rice for dinner.
  • Feeling slightly nauseated after having eaten two chocolate chip cookies
  • Relieved that I’ve gotten paid for two stories. Still far from having the bank balance I would like, but feels good to see some money in my account.
  • Reminding self not to spend a significant amount of said money on books and to finish reading the ones I have.
  • Dreaming about a jaunt across Europe — museums, cafes and lovely parks.
  • Telling myself to stop day dreaming and to go bring the clothes in as it looks like rain.

Nap time

I have become quite in favour of siesta time for the past couple of months. My freelance work has dried up for the moment and as much as I read, watch shows and cook, I still find I have a lot of time on my hands. 

There is plenty to do around the house. I could cook more than two dishes a day, dust, clean and re-stock the kitchen shelves, wash the curtains etc. But alas, I am not that domestic. Also it is unbelievably hot here. So come 2.30 pm, I can be found lying in bed with a book, my eyes drooping and before you know it I am sound asleep. Here is my problem with afternoon naps, I can’t just cat-nap for half hour. I end up sleeping for a good two hours. I wake up cranky and sweaty (this heat I tell you!) with a slight headache. 

Worse still I can’t sleep in the night. My active imagination and C’s snoring keeps me company as I lie in bed and by the time I sleep it’s around 1 in the morning, this leads to not being able to get up the next morning and the vicious cycle continues, ad nauseam.

This afternoon, I tried my best to not go and lie in bed. I lasted till 3 pm and gave in. I somehow managed to nap for only half hour. It took everything I had to wake up. Now, to wait and see if the cycle has been broken. Tomorrow, I hope to avoid my afternoon nap completely — lofty goals!

Weather gods confused

Supposed to be summer in Hyderabad. Days of searing heat, dryness and feeling like your face is going to burst into a ball of flames. We had a couple of days of that here and then it started to pour. Hailstorms, wind, thunder and rains causes the temperature to drastically drop. I woke up this morning to an overcast and cold day (18 degrees centigrade!). I’m not complaining. Just wondering how long it will last and what the hell is going on with the weather.

The Vikings

I have always wanted to watch a tv series from start to finish with C. Sure, we watch a lot of movies together. But there is something about watching a tv series– the anticapation of what will happen in the next episode, discussing what we liked about it, and to have that time everyday where we can bond over a common interest. In an ideal world I would like to replace the tv series with a book, but for now this will do.

I always thought I would pick the show and it would probably be a series I have watched and loved, and want to share with him– ‘The Office’, maybe, or even ‘Frasier’. We watched a few episodes of ‘Parks and Recreation’ and ‘The Office’ but it wasn’t the right fit for us as a couple. Though, I can binge watch the shows by myself.

Well, a few of days ago C suggested watching ‘Vikings’. I had heard of it but had never watched it. ┬áHe took it upon himself to download the first two seasons and we are nearly done with watching the first season already. The show appeals to my love of history, though the accuracy of the show can be questioned. Moreover, it is entertaining and the characters interesting. There is quite a bit of death and sex, along with adventure, which keeps you quite hooked. Not to mention the lead actor who plays Ragnor Lothbrok, the legendary Norse hero, is a looker.

I am enjoying watching the tv series with my other half. Maybe this will become a habit. Fingers crossed!

Writer’s Block

I have to work on a small feature story but I just can’t seem to get into the mood to write. I have all the information collected and got the required quotes from the experts, but when it comes to putting it all together and writing it, my mind goes blank. I can’t find the words, the sentences I construct are boring and I just want to close the Word document.

Instead of writing the piece I am watching episodes of ‘The Office’. Intermittently, I open the Word doc and stare at what I have typed already. So far, I have added a sentence here and there and come up with a heading for the story. At this rate I will finish a 500 word piece in about a week.

I hope for a creative surge which will get me to write the story in one go and be done with it. Till then, this is how i’ll have to get by.


This could turn out to be a good day, I think. I sit on the sofa reading ‘Death Comes to Pemberly’, while the husband makes pancakes for breakfast.

The day stretches ahead of me and I don’t mind waiting for the coffee decoction to trickle down the filter slowly. Nothing like the smell of freshly brewed filter coffee in the morning. I can even hear the sparrows chirping outside the window.

And then C turns on the television and puts on the news. Shouting anchors, put-upon guests and a stream of idiotic advertisements every 30 seconds fills the room. There goes the peace.