Month: June, 2016

After Effects

The decision is never about the choices.

It is always about what will you do,
When there is no looking back from the road?

Will you be able to live with it?

You will always be bothered,
Will the inner demon be pacified?
Or, will you explode like a cracker?
The pieces of you all over the place
But never Together.



The Story of a Shipwrecked Sailor by Gabriel Marquez

Disclaimer: I do not really believe in Book Reviews because every book is a treasure in itself. This post is not meant to be treated as critical review and should be more of a conversation between me and you (Read: The reader reading this post, for which I thank you so much, btw).  Feedback is always welcomed

[The article contains SPOILERS.]

This is a short story by Gabriel Garcia Marquez, though not really short. It is basically a narrative penned down by the great author. A sailor, who was shipwrecked, narrates the story of his life spent on a life raft, without any lifesaving amenities and how being stranded on a mere piece of wood makes him a hero in the end!

The occurrence of the ship falling apart was a result of his worst nightmares coming true, and this was because he was too influenced by a movie made at sea, how it gets violent and engulfs the lives of many.

Being a naval officer for a decent enough time, he has always been in love with the sea; being mobile for almost all of his life spent on the sea, he loved the adventures it brought along. Life is good until he watches this movie with his Spanish girlfriend Mary Address, which manages to scare him beyond wit and also his fellow mates. The movie that they watch is about a ship being wrecked recklessly and ruined in a way that could send shivers down anybody’s spine.

Haunted by this fear, he decides to quit the navy and never to return to the sea, to be with his family. He chooses to live a life of security and stability. The ship “Destroyer” fails exactly two hours before they reach Cartagena, his hometown. He is on duty, positioned on the deck, and all he has with him is his watch, keys and a hope of a safe and a better future.

Luck never fails to surprise one at the time of troubles. He, along with his few other fellow mates, are thrown into the sea by the voraciously tumbling ship as a result of furious winds and waves. He manages to get on a life raft and then tries helping his friends on the raft, but ill-fated, none of them manage to get on the raft and they were swallowed by the wind; the raft tracing its own path.

Later on, the story is about his journey to save his life and how he came back to Cartagena. He had to face varied problems like food, water, shelter and his safety. His reckless life on the raft was also an eye opener to many of his life’s queries. With only one hope – to be saved – he gathered his strength every morning and held the oars and rowed them.

It is a good book with an amazing real life story. This is where the crux of the story resides. This book isn’t about finding out whether he manages to be alive at the end, but it is about the life he had when he was on the raft.

The way he narrates it is one of the best I have come across.

I was totally glued throughout the entire time on my train journey, provided I had nothing to do and also it is just 106 pages. I was just so curious to know how he manages to get back.

Marquez tried his best possible to make the mystery last till the end. Anyways, he had nothing to do with the realism of the story, but it takes a lot of effort to store this into one.

Do read! It is short, but not sweet. It is engaging and interesting.
Check out his other books, he never fails to surprise one!

Maharani by Ruskin Bond

Disclaimer: I do not really believe in Book Reviews because every book is a treasure in itself. This post is not meant to be treated as critical review and should be more of a conversation between me and you (Read: The reader reading this post, for which I thank you so much, btw).  Feedback is always welcomed

Imagine a perfect Sunday evening. You are sitting by the window, cold wind is spreading a chill and you look out of the window, sipping hot coffee, and you feel that something is missing. An intense desire to read an amazing book with such a perfect environment keeps on nudging you. Maharani, a novella by Ruskin Bond is one such book that fits in your Sunday evening treat.

It is nothing extraordinary or astonishing. It is a lucidly written story about the infamous Maharani of Mastipur. Ruskin bond has written this in the first person making himself a part of the book. It gives an insight into the entrancing life of the royal household and the bewitching fate of these princely states.

Set in the serenity of the hills of Dehradun and Mussoorie, Maharani is a very beautifully written book. Ruskin ran into Neena, the Maharani at a school dance in his high school and that is where all of this started. The book covers the life of the notorious maharani and a little sneak-peak into Ruskin’s life. She was married to the King of Mastipur when she was very young. Mother to two kids, she never was a quiet woman and people addressed her as H.H (Her Highness). She loved adventure and parties. She had hobbies similar to the Maharaja, which attracted him so much towards her. Neena was the second wife; his first wife was taken ill and later died owing to her scandalous love affair with the driver. The driver was killed by Maharaja’s soldiers when the affair came into limelight.

We see a very mysterious character play a very important role in the lives of people living in the Mastipur palace – a nun. As per speculation, she was a spy and was given refuge by the king as she was his aunt. After Maharaja’s death, we see her loosening her strings and getting involved in various love affairs with famous men and keep herself drenched in alcohol. She was the epitome of pride, attitude, beauty and confidence. She did not want her life to be lesser than a party. We also see other characters who play quite a role in Ruskin’s and Neena’s life. Maharani falls in love with Ricardo, the diplomat from a Bolivian family that was posted in Dehradun as a part of the foreign embassy. The family is allowed to stay in the mansion while Maharani and Ricardo go about enjoying the affair. Ricardo’s son becomes really good friends with Ruskin and spends time with him watching cinema and playing music. Later, many other lovers appear showcasing the disreputable nature of the Maharani. As the time passes, the beauty fades away, but what remains is the same arrogance and boldness that she possessed. The later part of the story is about how her two sons, whom she disowned and disbarred from her property, try and create trouble for her to get a hold of her property and how she got close to Ruskin and confided in him in the last years of her life. She was old and it did not suit her, she was completely sane yet fears took hold of her which made her lose control.

The way Ruskin Bond narrates the episodes and extracts are so very lively. All you have to do is sit back and let him draw the story. A very simple tale and an amazing read!

The One with the day and night “F.R.I.E.N.D.S”

Okay. The heading itself will give you the gist of this rant: The one with the day and night “FRIENDS”. This was the time when I was totally high on friends. On this earth full of weird people and their own weird likes and dislikes, I guess there is no one who hates this epic series. At least, I haven’t come across any such person and I hope I never do. There is nothing more to say about this because everybody is well-versed with the “Charm of FRIENDS” and may be the explanation will not be enough justify the awesomeness of this extravagantly addictive series. So, basically this was the day when I could not do anything but watch back to back episodes with two hours of the dinner break and an extra of 10-15 human minutes.

It started one fine Friday afternoon when the chilly atmosphere of the RC and the stress relieving time (as the exams had just got over), all directed me towards one thing – “Watch FRIENDS”. So, right from 4:00 P.M. the journey of endless friends continued up until 9:30 A.M.

WARNING: If you are trying this you might be high on all sorts of emotions, your eyes will pop out or sink in and lack of sleep can take you away from conservation with people and they will be bound to call you “CRANKY PANTS!”

PS: I will try not to reveal any of the amazing moments “friends” have.

So, here goes.

I was midway in the fourth season and by now the story had taken a good pace and I could make an outline of the final shape the story was going to take further. I knew from the beginning which of the love birds are going to hook up, but it is like a ride through a carnival to see them together. I have had the most amazing laughter, the most amazing silence, the most amazing emotional crying outburst, the most amazing awkward scene, the most amazing foolishness and the most amazing of F.R.I.E.N.D.S.

A friend of mine told me back in summer when he was too much into “FRIENDS” that it is impossible to decide your favorite character or it is impossible not to fall in love with all of them. I was not too convinced with this then because I had not seen the show and now I completely agree with him. Each one of them is unpredictable and they do not stop being your favorite, whatever happens. According to me, the best part about them is that I can relate to all the characters in some context or the other and so it makes me feel a kind of attachment with all of them. I find myself in all of their shoes. Feeling ascetic and on the seventh sky and sometimes so sad that I just feel like crawling into a shell.

You have no idea how hard it is to keep myself away from giving you any spoilers. There are so many turning points in the story that for a while I felt that all the assumptions I have made up till now about the ending are going wrong. I was so baffled and confused because the story was tracing its own twist and turns, and not the way I had imagined it to be and that is why I was so hooked to it that I could not press the “ESC” button and stop the show. Imagine, this was my condition till I completed the 4th season. I have four more to go and I am pretty excited about the shocks that it is going to give me. I just wanted that story to go on and on and so I let the tears of emotions flow from my eyes and some tears also because of no blinks and staring at the laptop screen with such a keen interest. But, after a while I had to stop because I was eventually turning into a zombie without any food or water and all the slouching on the bed. For a while, I also felt that I am a part of this story and all of these are real characters. It was hard getting back to my senses, not that I wanted to get them back.

Now, if I go on for a long time I will spoil the fun it offers. I just want to say – Watch “F.R.I.E.N.D.S”. I can’t describe how simply amazing it is. It will take you on this rollercoaster ride of emotions, make you skeptic about yourself, the chaos in the episode will torment your mood and the happiness and the fun will fill you with glee. All the characters Monica, Chandler, Joey, Rachel, Ross, Pheobe and not to forget the supporting cast and the guest appearances are equally responsible for it to be good. Like Gunther or the girl from the copy place and the Geller clan, Pheobe’s younger brother and her birth mother, the list will go on and on. They fill them with spice and fun.

Finally, I will give a break to my endless talking about friends.

Why do we write?

Have you ever wondered,

Why people choose writing as a form of expression?

Because the rules cease to exist

In those lands

Where people have believed

A pen is mightier than the sword.



Only if you knew,
The depth of my soul

Then you would know,

The world does not scare me

Words do.

Beautiful or Pretty

Am I beautiful?
or just pretty?
Beautiful, like those snow clad mountains in the distance
And the stream that flows by!
Or, Pretty? The kind where you see the endless sky
In shades of blue and white
And you sigh!
"Pretty, isn't it?"
Would I be the one
with whom you stay for a day and live
Live, like it is your forever.
And at the end you would say
Gasping for breath,
"Beautiful, beautiful, is all I have to say"
Or, Would I be the one,
With whom you spend
Nits and bits of your life?
Here and there we wander,
Finding pleasures in pieces of wonder
Having a Pretty life!


Love is Death.

The most dangerous form of self destruction.

Happily you walk towards your own grave,

Enjoying every minute of the journey.

Love is, will always be, the most preferred way of self destruction.

Being killed by the things and people you are made of.

With smile on your lips and peace written all over your face,

Poisoned by the sweet words poured into our hearts

Now and again!