Showing posts with label emotions. Show all posts
Showing posts with label emotions. Show all posts

Sunday, 24 August 2014

Date A Girl Who Reads!

This is the first,(and probably last,unless I find something of that rapture) time,that I am posting something that is not written by me!Read on,this one article meant Oh-So-Much to me!This is from goodreads.com..
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 Rosemarie Urquico
“You should date a girl who reads.
Date a girl who reads. Date a girl who spends her money on books instead of clothes, who has problems with closet space because she has too many books. Date a girl who has a list of books she wants to read, who has had a library card since she was twelve.

Find a girl who reads. You’ll know that she does because she will always have an unread book in her bag. She’s the one lovingly looking over the shelves in the bookstore, the one who quietly cries out when she has found the book she wants. You see that weird chick sniffing the pages of an old book in a secondhand book shop? That’s the reader. They can never resist smelling the pages, especially when they are yellow and worn.

She’s the girl reading while waiting in that coffee shop down the street. If you take a peek at her mug, the non-dairy creamer is floating on top because she’s kind of engrossed already. Lost in a world of the author’s making. Sit down. She might give you a glare, as most girls who read do not like to be interrupted. Ask her if she likes the book.

Buy her another cup of coffee.

Let her know what you really think of Murakami. See if she got through the first chapter of Fellowship. Understand that if she says she understood James Joyce’s Ulysses she’s just saying that to sound intelligent. Ask her if she loves Alice or she would like to be Alice.

It’s easy to date a girl who reads. Give her books for her birthday, for Christmas, for anniversaries. Give her the gift of words, in poetry and in song. Give her Neruda, Pound, Sexton, Cummings. Let her know that you understand that words are love. Understand that she knows the difference between books and reality but by god, she’s going to try to make her life a little like her favorite book. It will never be your fault if she does.

She has to give it a shot somehow.

Lie to her. If she understands syntax, she will understand your need to lie. Behind words are other things: motivation, value, nuance, dialogue. It will not be the end of the world.

Fail her. Because a girl who reads knows that failure always leads up to the climax. Because girls who read understand that all things must come to end, but that you can always write a sequel. That you can begin again and again and still be the hero. That life is meant to have a villain or two.

Why be frightened of everything that you are not? Girls who read understand that people, like characters, develop. Except in the Twilight series.

If you find a girl who reads, keep her close. When you find her up at 2 AM clutching a book to her chest and weeping, make her a cup of tea and hold her. You may lose her for a couple of hours but she will always come back to you. She’ll talk as if the characters in the book are real, because for a while, they always are.

You will propose on a hot air balloon. Or during a rock concert. Or very casually next time she’s sick. Over Skype.

You will smile so hard you will wonder why your heart hasn’t burst and bled out all over your chest yet. You will write the story of your lives, have kids with strange names and even stranger tastes. She will introduce your children to the Cat in the Hat and Aslan, maybe in the same day. You will walk the winters of your old age together and she will recite Keats under her breath while you shake the snow off your boots.

Date a girl who reads because you deserve it. You deserve a girl who can give you the most colorful life imaginable. If you can only give her monotony, and stale hours and half-baked proposals, then you’re better off alone. If you want the world and the worlds beyond it, date a girl who reads.

Or better yet, date a girl who writes.” 

 Amazingly true right?!I felt as if she was describing me through her lovely words!This one seriously calls for an AWWWH:")!(awwww)This is not copyright infringement of any sorts,full credit to  Rosemarie Urquico,Thanks,for this piece!
P.S:Thanks ya'll for reading,I cant really ask for comments and criticism here,but do drop in your comments about how you loved this piece!
P.P.S:I realllly want some people to read this and read it carefully,hope they get the message!(wink wink)

Friday, 28 March 2014

The Fault In Our Stars.


"Despite the tumor-shrinking medical miracle that has bought her a few years,Hazel has never been anything but terminal,her final chapter inscribed upon diagnosis.But when a gorgeous plot twist named Augustus Waters suddenly appears at Cancer Kid support group,Hazel's story is about to be completely rewritten."

Firstly,let me tell you what this blogpost is NOT:Its not a book review;It’s not paid promotion;It’s not fangirling;It is an ode of appreciation to one of the best books I have read in 2k14;no,scratch that;to the BEST book I have had the privilege of reading so far!
“THE FAULT IN OUR STARS” by one Mr.John Green was just another novel in my pile of birthday gifts.I hadn’t even heard about Green until that moment(my bad);So after I finished up the flashier titles(fifty shades and Nano),I finally decided to give it a try!
Twenty hours later,I finished the book;but the book,I felt,would never be finished with me!Or rather,I,would never be finished with the book!Very few tragedies actually earn my love and appreciation,and acceptance,most importantly!One never accepts tragedies,the human consciousness being a huge fan of the “happily-ever-afters”;but not in this case,monsieur,not in this case!The inevitability of it all,and the sad,resigned ease with which the reader accepts it,works wonders!Kudos,John Green.The world owes you one…(or maybe it’s just me!).
 Everything in the book,from the beautifully affluent language to the witty sarcastic humor which leaves you breathless with the tragedy of it all,and the philosophy which the protagonists talk of,just mesmerizes readers!The descriptions,of illness,of the pain of the families of cancer patients,of the patients’ mentality,with no shreds of societal stereotypes spared,are accurate and precise!(I wouldn’t really know;but again,this is by far the most “real” account,however fictional,that I have come across!).
Hazel’s thoughts about the condolences on social networking sites actually make you sit back and ponder over the issue.The descriptions of Amsterdam are heart-breakingly beautiful;it is without a doubt,my favourite and most despised part of the book!Yes,don’t raise those brows,for TFIOS is one big paradox.I wouldn’t mind saying that “THE FAULT IN OUR STARS” would become “AN IMPERIAL AFFLICTION “ of many!"OKAY" would never be just another word for me anymore!Lastly,it reaffirms the belief that love makes the world go around;and that no matter what,if you look hard enough,(or even don't!);true love will always find you!(Cheesy;yeah,but I do believe it!)
If you are into intellectual,well crafted tragedies,read it once.If you are not into books,well,I still would request you to give it a try;you will love it,laugh and cry with it and always cherish it,like I do.
P.S:If you seriously can’t plant your behind in an easy chair for hours to go through that blasphemous task called reading(according to you),then worry not,for the movie adaptation is coming this June!One more thing,this is an emotional response and not an intellectual one,so no te encontrar fallos.Comments and Criticism is always welcome.Happy Reading:)