Saturday, July 30, 2016

Book Review: A Thousand Splendid Suns - Khaled Hosseini

This month’s book review is late. Even though I finished reading Khaled Hosseini’s ‘A Thousand Splendid Suns’ some time back, I never got around to reviewing it. But that does not mean that the book is not interesting enough. Rather, it had me captivated from the start to the end. The blend of Afghan words in the narration is very natural and the detailed description of the scenarios paints a clear picture in the mind. It effortlessly transports the reader to Afghanistan. The book is about two women whose lives have always been determined by the men around them. Yes, the story is definitely not feminist but so is the case with the place and the period in which the story is based. Mariam is the illegitimate child of a wealthy trader who is married off to an aged widower. Her inability to conceive becomes the sore point for her husband who finds himself a younger and prettier wife. Mariam, who initially hates Laila for stealing her husband, later realizes that Laila comes with her own baggage. The prisoners of pain gradually become each other’s strength. But are they powerful enough to challenge the misogynist society and change their destiny is the big question. 

The tale is set in a war backdrop. However, the emotional connect is huge. Mariam’s childhood makes you wonder who is better – a mother who prepares her child to face the harsh realities of the world by crushing her confidence or a father who lures his kid into a false sense of security by providing her momentary happiness. Both of them are wrong. I feel very sad for the children who suffer in the hands of their insensible creators. Yet, the human mind is capable of so much more. Even though Mariam enters wedlock without any love for her husband, she tries to find happiness in it. The determination inherent in women is super imposed when Laila conspires to defy the rules and own her life. The subject of domestic violence is not glossed over and handled very well. The story also deals with how political upheavals affect the citizens of a country. Although the commoners only wish for peace, the government fails to give them that. Their hopes are raised and crushed with each new governing entity. That is why I love the book’s climax where the protagonist decides to go back to her roots. Rather than being relieved to have escaped her drudgery, never to look back, she goes back to the very core and works to make the world a better place.

Honestly, I found the book upsetting and nail biting at the same time. It made me feel helpless when looking at the plight of the people involved. But then, it also made me rebellious and cheer for the protagonists to claim their right. I was so involved in the plot that I failed to notice anything else. By far, the only criticism I came across for this book is that it is too depressing and the narrative is repetitive when compared to the author’s other books. I cannot comment on the second point because I haven’t read Hosseini’s other books. However, I do not agree with the first. Some things should be shown as they are. As I turned pages, how I wished to read the book without a sense of foreboding. Every small ray of happiness put my senses on high alert. I kept dreading that something terrible was about to come. Imagine if that was your life. If you had to constantly live in fear with no hope of escape. I am so grateful to be living in a liberated society with freedom to speak, wear and do whatever I choose. Books like these make us appreciate the blessings in our life. There are no fairy godmothers to change fortunes. There are people who are actually living the life described in the book and we better sit up and take notice before we become one among them.

Friday, July 22, 2016

The day he made French Toast


Today was an ordinary day and I was not particularly excited about anything. My dad picked me on my way back home. After the usual talks, he said mom was going to make French toast. French toast is my most favorite dish and I can have it anytime any day! :P My appetite woke up and I couldn’t wait to get home. Eagerly, I asked mom for food. She said there is some rice and chicken. What?! I cannot even describe the disappointment that washed over me :( Apparently, dad was joking. After it became clear that there was no French toast coming, I ate my dinner unenthusiastically. I made plans to cook French toast for breakfast tomorrow. With that in mind, I sat watching TV. Sometime later, Dad checked on me. He enquired about my dinner and left me to myself. As I turn off the TV, I hear some noises. Starting to feel wary, I step into the kitchen and see dad making French toast!! My dad, who doesn’t even make tea for himself, was making French toast for me! :D I was so sooo surprised! Of course, my mom loves me too. But she is very laid back. However, my dad pulls out such a stunt once in a while which totally floors me and my sis! I feel so blessed to have such caring parents. Every family has its own set of problems, but every family has its own moments of togetherness too. And today is one such day which strengthened the bond between me and my dad. Thanks papa :)

Monday, July 18, 2016

The burden of unspoken words

We never stopped talking. Like a chain of thoughts always connected to each other. When one broke off, the other picked up. It was such an easy camaraderie. The kind where one did not have to think before speaking. And yet, here we are. A pair of islands in the ocean. Connected and detached at the same time. We remain face to face, incapable of eliminating the barrier between us. The distance pains me. When I cannot fathom the intent behind your words. When I know you are upset but cannot cross the boundary of personal space. The times you say something random and I yearn to know what went on in that mind of yours. I wish to be so integral to your life that I don't have to rely on guesswork. However, I know that islands are bound and cannot move. Unless, there is an act of God. A tremor that could make the ripples in the ocean favor us. The very barrier separating us could become our biggest ally in uniting us. I picture us together and I swear I can spend my whole life wishing for it to happen.

But I cannot. As much as I would like it, I do realise that a tremor in our life could mean an earthquake for the rest of the world. As my daydream ends, I cradle all my thoughts in my bosom. They must remain within me. I don't know what catastrophies will arise when I unleash my words upon the world. Most importantly, upon you. Like dewdrops on a rose waiting to fall off, the urge to let the words slip through my lips is uncontrollable. I use up all my strength to remain mum, but the heart doesn't surrender so easily. It wants to be heard, to be comforted. It misses the reassurance it has been accustomed to. I grow weary of the continuous turmoil. I finally throw away the mask of false bravery and collapse to the ground. The burden of unspoken words seems to feel a bit lighter, as they find a way to escape through my eyes.

Monday, July 11, 2016

iGadgets

Whoa! I am suddenly in possession of two cool Apple products. I can't believe it! I love listening to music when am working out. Also, I wanted a dedicated music player on which I could watch video too. After looking at various products I decided that an iPod is the best choice. Since I was looking for something very light and portable, I went for an iPod nano. This is the first time I am splurging my salary on a luxury! Trust me, nothing can beat this feeling!! :D

At the same time, my uncle decided that it is time he adopted me into the Apple family. He went big and got me an iPhone 6s plus!! Now me, being a hardcore Android fan, did not warm up to the idea at all. That is, until I set my eyes on this ethereal being :P No wonder the color is called space gray. After some research (which means making absolutely sure that my favorite google apps are available on iOS too), I gave in to temptation. Yesss! Am moving to iPhone. You saw that coming right? :D

Check out these beauties! Yayyy to better photos. Hopefully my collage making skills improve too :S


The earbuds fit into the ear so well and I just love the lightning connector. Nobody can beat the Apple finish. However, even now, I am much more excited about my iPod. I mean, look at that hot pink shade! I even got a personal quote on it which goes "The key to a woman's heart is hidden in her playlist". Get it? ;) This is so meee!! I am yet to learn how to use the iPhone, it seems like a totally different world. But am looking forward to the experience :)

Saturday, July 9, 2016

One of those days

It’s one of those days again. Days that are too heavy to bear. The load of it keeps me rooted to the ground, while life rushes like time lapse photography. Everything is flying past me in a blur and I am not able to hold on. I don’t feel the urge to. I wish to be ignored, like a useless piece of furniture. Excluded from the mundane discussions of everyday life.

There was a time when just clearing my desk uncluttered my mind. But today, even the utmost focus is not helping me discern the numerous thoughts in my head. My brain has become a labyrinth of chambers and I don’t know what is stored where. I wish I could turn it upside down like a school bag. Toss out the rubbish and stash the keepsakes. Make space for new thoughts. And go about with the proud feeling of someone who has everything sorted out.

But here I am. Unable to describe my situation. A stranger among my own. Every happy thought seeming like a faraway memory. Despair thick in the air. I seem to be treading on soft ground. Utterly lost, unsure of when the land might give away. Half wishing it would so that I don’t have to worry about a destination. I had a dream, built on confidence and hope. The vision is hazy now. My patience wears thin and I am consumed by self-doubt. My decisions mock me. Pestering me to retrace my steps.

If only there was a way to turn back time. But would it change anything? If I could gaze into a crystal ball and see my future back then, would I have made different choices? May be. May be not. I am not completely sure. I do not regret my life. I have not wandered into a path of no return. The thought itself is so comforting. I know I can still make it work. I just have to dig deep and find myself. After all, life is a journey of discovering oneself.