From the Pages of Love

Like an insistent lover, you come back.

Run your fingers down my spine.

Steal a breath in my strands.

Caress and stroke.


You leave me wanting more,

Yet keep off the inevitable climax.


You leave a place marking me yours.

To come back

To my words and poetry,

To my paintings and sonnets,

To my hundred dreams and magical tomorrows,

To my depths of despairs and haunting misery

I am everything you want and so much more.


There are billions like me yet we are all unique.

There are billions like you yet you are all different.

Our love affairs are secret and surreal.

Bound by the ink of my body, the bouquet of my pages

And the emotions flickering across your eyes.

Our love saga penned by another

Assembled and enhanced by you and me.


Yours forever,

A book on your shelf.

Ah! The smell of old books. Did you know there is a beautiful word “biblichor” inspired by petrichor? Enjoy your weekend with a good book! 🙂

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Kwick Kvotes

I was nominated by ShashankAmrit, Tejas and Helen for the Three Days, Three Quotes Challenge 🙂 I am going to cheat a bit and go for nine quotes at one go! Yeah 😛 I get off the grid and come back all lazy instead of pumped up!

To make it a little fun, I went for three authors and selected quotes that I liked the most. Without further ado, let’s jump right in!

First up, Alice Hoffman.

“Books may well be the only true magic.”

“Just because something is unspoken doesn’t mean that it disappears.”

“Do you ever just put your arms out and just spin and spin and spin? Well, that’s what love is like; everything inside of you tells you to stop before you fall, but for some reason you just keep going.”

Next, Charles Schulz.

“I love mankind … it’s people I can’t stand!!”

“Be yourself. No one can say you’re doing it wrong.”

“Sometimes I lie awake at night, and I ask, ‘Where have I gone wrong’.
Then a voice says to me, ‘This is going to take more than one night.”

Last but not the least, Ernest Hemingway.

“There is nothing to writing. All you do is sit down at a typewriter and bleed.”

“I love sleep. My life has the tendency to fall apart when I’m awake, you know?”

“Every day is a new day. It is better to be lucky. But I would rather be exact. Then when luck comes you are ready.”

And because I took the easy way out, here is a bonus quote by Ray Bradbury.

“I have never listened to anyone who criticized my taste in space travel, sideshows or gorillas. When this occurs, I pack up my dinosaurs and leave the room.”

If you were feeling too lazy to go through ten quotes at one go – Enjoy this… Apparently this is true! ❤



Weekly Sojourn

So, when I first saw the quirky prompt for this week SoCS – “jour (DAY in French), I immediately thought of the Bruno Mars’ Lazy Song.

I used a mask that doubled up as the monkey mask in my mad head. I started rolling my head and moving my hands languidly. But unfortunately, the song itself is so lively… I kind of geared up and started humming “Perfect Day” by Hoku.

And I am listening to this after probably five years. How did this decide to take a walk in my head I don’t know. But ah! It just hit me. It has been so so so long that I have listened to a song on loop and been totally mesmerized by it. Mesmerized by anything rather!

I am craving to read a book that makes me want to wail after it is over. And to pick up another fantastic book in mourning that eventually makes it worse once THAT one gets done. I also want some great tracks that make me want to sing out loud and prance around. So I decided to get to do something about it. 

This is my weekly sojourn. After days of increasingly more work, this weekend is going to be all about me! I ordered some great books from Amazon last month and four more are on the way. I also dug up some super music from lost folders. And hey! Some gourmet drinking chocolate that my sister brought from US last month. With some spaghetti, my favourite couch and windows wide open, I am all set for a weekend of losing myself into my first loves. 

Some of the books that I have already devoured or plan to –


A Confederacy of Dunces and The Picture of Dorian Gray, both presently in transit will be added in a day. And yes, the re-reading of A Feast for Crows is underway. Since I finished re-reading the previous three a few weeks back, I have been reluctant to pick this up. But now this will be in perfect sync with Game of Thrones Season 5 premiering tomorrow, which is motivating. 

I also have this very private diary where I note down some of my favourite quotes and reflections as I come across them. Who knows… maybe after I am dead, I will be the next Anne Frank… I can daydream right?


Serving as my background score will be –

1. Budapest – George Ezra 

2. Riptide – Vance Joy 

3. Roses – Poets of the Fall 

4. Into the Fire – Thirteen Senses (my all-time favourite) 

5. Hanv Saiba Poltoddi Vettam – Gonzaga (a lovely Goan song. Performing to this to a public of 2000+ has been one of my greatest life experiences)

I am hoping to come out Monday morning, refreshed and calm. Too much of running around and socializing last three months. And I am planning to make this a once in a month activity. Breathing time…

Have you heard/read the ones I have shared? Please share your opinion, your favourite music/books or anything else you like to do to unwind. I just realized this is the first time I am sharing some of my interests. This is a great chance to learn from this outstanding blogging community

Carnival of Fantasy

Welcome O’ Wanderer, to the greatest carnival on Earth,

You look all revved up to join this happening party!

Why don’t you relax with Long John Silver and his rum?

Or share a butterbeer with Harry if that strikes your fancy!


Join Snow White and Cinderella with their dizzy foxtrot,

And try your luck to kiss and wake the Sleeping Beauty!

Stop over to pat Moby Dick by the pond – he’s real friendly,

And hop over for an animated gambol with Timmy the Dog!


Glinda the Good Witch will merrily teach you her magic,

And while you’re at it, cheer up Sam and Frodo with some!

Try not to disturb Alice looking through the glass though,

And watch your head for Peter Pan juggling Miss Moppet!


This party is happening in every room around the world,

When any child picks up a book and unlocks his dreams!

Take some time to wipe the dust from your old bookshelf,

And unhook the anchor to sail towards your wonderland!

As a kid, I was living a part in almost every book I read – an escape into my personal fantasy. I forget now how easy it was to run away with my thoughts.  The prompt given by Anthony at dVerse to go crazy with our imagination was a perfect way to bring my best friends back to life!

Writer’s Workshop | National Book Month

1.) October is National Book Month, tell us about the best book you’ve read so far this year.

Flowers for Algernon by Daniel Keys
Flowers for Algernon 

This tiny novel shook me up in ways no other book or movie has done. “There and back again” – the words of Bilbo Baggins shed a gut-wrenching perspective for this book. Presenting my two cents…

A brief summary: Algernon is a laboratory mouse who has undergone surgery to increase his intelligence levels and the protagonist is Charlie Gordon (Charly), the first human test subject for the surgery. The book follows his incredible journey as a mentally challenged man with an IQ of 68 who becomes highly intelligent and pushes the limits of genius and then his subsequent fall back to being disabled again.

The narration of the novel is through a series of progress reports which serve as an amazing reflection of Charlie’s mind. Initially, the reports are full of spelling errors, obscure constructions and child-like talks. Post operation, there is a marked improvement in his grammar, choice of words and the depth of his thoughts. Some of the quotes from the book are simple and misleadingly so. They delicately capture the gravity and the inner turmoil Charlie goes through at different stages. An example:

On slowly developing an understanding of language after the experiment: “Punctuation, is? fun!” (That joy and innocence! Don’t you just want to give him a hug?)

The heartbreak as he goes back to his earlier style as his regression sets in: “Please … please … dont let me forget how to reed and rite… “

Important themes running through the book include the (mis)treatment of the differently-abled, the inconsistency between intellect and emotions, the influence of past over present demeanor and many such elusive issues. The internal conflict Charlie faces for seemingly mundane issues is exquisite. For instance, he develops sexual awareness at 33 but has no grasp of dealing with it and the emotional relationships. Or the disconnect between his heightened intellect and emotional maturity through his utter confusion in accepting his feelings for Alice (his former tutor). In contrast, he is drawn to Algernon and develops a unique kinship with the mouse. Charlie also seeks out his family who had let him go when he was a child. The hesitation with his father and the emotional reconnection with his younger sister are stunning.

There is an incident where he sees a mentally disabled server at a restaurant, who goofs up and has the entire place laughing at him. Initially Charlie joins in but is later appalled as he realizes that he, as Charly had been subjected to the same mockery. The sickening realization that all his ‘friends’ had only been using him as entertainment is spelled out lucidly. Presently, when he is treated as a commodity and tagged as a “lab subject”, he minces no words –

“How can I make him understand that he did not create me? He makes the same mistake as the others when they look at a feeble-minded person and laugh because they don’t understand there are human feelings involved.”

This short novel is a must read for anyone and everyone! In those pages lies a treasure trove of thought provoking issues and reality checks for all of us who are seemingly ‘normal’. It raises questions in our heads about our moral standards and exposes how little we really know about the human mind and the human heart. We are a fickle race at times, motivated by material and petty aspirations – the higher, intangible quest mankind launched a thousand years back is now lost in the recesses of our brains. Yet, the novel also points out the outstanding capacity and the unexplored depth of our minds which, when tapped will result in nothing short of a miracle.

Magic really is very much within our reach!


First attempt at Mama Kat’s Pretty Much World Famous writer’s workshop. A bit serious but this book was worth it!