Every now and then, you pick up a book that is outside your reading comfort zone. For me, it was A Year of Wednesdays by Sonia Bahl. I’ll admit that I am not particularly a fan of contemporary Indian writers because somehow they can’t seem to think of anything outside the circle of love. But amidst my pre-established bias and impulsive decisions, I decided to give this book a shot.Continue reading ““If you can’t be illogically good, uncomfortably good, if you can’t be loyal when no one is looking…what’s the point?” | My Thoughts on A Year of Wednesdays by Sonia Bahl”
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On the night of 23rd July, I lay in bed with red eyes and a running nose, sobbing while hugging a book. I had finished reading it two hours ago and I absolutely refused to part it from my chest. As someone who did not read romance because of highly unrealistic perfection that most authors keep trying to achieve, Me Before You had become my 3rd favourite romantic literature. Continue reading ““I will never, ever regret the things I’ve done. Because most days, all you have are places in your memory that you can go to.”—My thoughts on Me Before You by Jojo Moyes.”
Great Expectations is my favourite book from my childhood. In 2017, I re-read this book for the third time and it reminded me of why I think love and friendship are what I think them to be.
I got introduced to this book in 2008 because it was a part of my school curriculum and in all honesty, Continue reading ““Suffering has been stronger than all other teaching, and has taught me to understand what your heart used to be. I have been bent and broken, but – I hope – into a better shape.”—My Thoughts on Great Expectations by Charles Dickens”