I have signed up for the Haruki Murakami Reading Challenge. I read The Wind Up Bird Chronicle and After Dark. Now am reading 1Q84. I plan to read Norwegian Wood next.
Have you ever wondered if you were living all parts of your body totally and completely? Have you ever wondered how it would feel to feel and live with all the parts of your body? Do you know that people only accept certain parts of you. Rest, they simply reject. Maybe, because they aren't so comfortable with the parts. Leave alone other people, have you, as an individual, accepted your wholeness with all its flaws. Do you have the courage to face yourself?
Since the New Year, I have been in a weird mood. People who know me might nod furiously and say 'ya ya, she is like that'. Well, this is a different sort of weird. I feel weird enough to shun some daily habits that I had imbibed, like doing rigorous Puja or cooking elaborate meals and so on. I no longer feel pressurized to be ritualistic or appear religious. There is a certain waywardness in my mind. I do not feel like following certain rules. This statement might conjure up images of me cohorting with men of all hues in your mind. but, sadly, no, I do not mean promiscuity. I just mean the intense urge to just stay put and not follow any strictures or rules. Somewhere between the New Year and the week after I stopped my urge to cling to the belief that God will take care of me and that a benevolent God is all I need to tide over life's ups and downs, though it seemed more like a plateau and absolutely no ups. Do I mean the absence of an oppor...
This post is written to #CelebrateBlogging, organized and moderated by Blogadda. You have entered ‘A Game Of Blogs’ ... Team name: Story6d Chapter 11 - Aryan's Magic Read the previous part of the story here . ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ Chapter 11 | Aryan's Magic 24 Carat Apartments When Jennifer stepped down from the taxi near Tara’s apartment complex, she was unsure of her next step. On an impulse, she had grabbed her bag and strode out of the office. But now, standing in front of the apartment, she was feeling foolish. What would she do, go up to Aryan’s flat, ring the doorbell and ask, ‘Dude, what is your relationship with Tara?’ Even the thought made her feel silly. She had to think about her next step. She was still trying to understand why Tara had chosen her to do this detective work on Cyrus. Shrugging her slim shoulders, Jennifer made her way to find Aryan’s flat number. The ...
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