#bookslutthursday: week # 4
A reader lives a thousand lives before he dies, The man who never reads lives only one.” – George R R Martin
Woaaah! #BookSlutThursday is back. Bolder, brighter and mightier, if I may say so. Thank you Shalzy http://www.shalzmojo.in for this engaging prompt. It’s prodding me to read faster and a lot more. So for today’s prompt I pulled out a couple of interesting things to doll up these intriguing books.
Let’s start with these props that make this picture enticing and colourful. We’ll come to the books later.
@@ Buddhist Prayers Beads: These are my companion for good times and bad times alike. I chant copious amounts of diamoku (Nam Myo Ho Rengey Kyo) on some days and on some days just thrice. But these pretty pearl beads help me focus and enjoy the process of chanting. I love their lavender colour. And they are held a certain way. They are also designed to look like the human body, thus creating the connect with us.
@@Zentangling Scribble book: Last year I was addicted to zentagling (a form of doodling that relaxes you while you engage in creating structured patterns. It is said to increases focus and creativity, provide artistic satisfaction along with an increased sense of personal well-being.) It’s been aeons since I created one of those. So yesterday on my younger one’s insistence, I sat down with her to Zentangle.
@@Bookmarkers: I love these little, colourful babies. They are a useful tool for making points and highlighting pages in the book. Pages that are of relevance and interest.
@@Glaze Pens: These are myriad colour pens. I picked them from the stationery store to write my Valentine day note to the DH. I love the smooth velvety touch with which they caress the paper.
@@ Santa SnowLand: That’s not mine but the 8 year old’s, but i love it. It reminds me of my favourite festival, X’mas and all the happiness and goodness Santa brings along. I love the dreamy snow floating around it.
@@ He(Shey) by Rabindranath Tagore: The great poet and the writer par excellence has some very intriguing books and poetry to his credit. This was picked by my older one during a trip to Calcutta from the Oxford book store. This book was written by Tagore to satisfy his 9-year old granddaughter’s incessant demands for stories. To keep the tales spinning he employs the help of “Shey” (He) a man constituted entirely of words and rather talented at concocting tales. This is a delightful world of Shey’s adventures brought to life through mythological heroes, deities, comic caricatures, grotesque creatures through sparkling play of words and illustrations.
@@ A Book of Simple Living: Brief Note from Hills by Ruskin Bond: This is an enchanting personal diary of Ruskin Bond where he captures the beauty of nature and life and how they co-exist in harmony. I have been a Ruskin Bond fan for as long as I can remember. The icing on the cake; it’s a personally signed copy by the author himself when I met him at the Gurugram Lit Fest. This little endearing diary of anecdotes and musings left me besotted and craving for more. Sample this:
Happiness is a mysterious thing, to be found somewhere between little and too much. But it is as elusive as a butterfly, and we must never pursue it. If we stay very still, it may come and settle on our hand. But only briefly. We must savour those moments, for they will not come our way too often. A cherry tree bowed down by the night’s rain suddenly rights itself, flinging pellets of water in my face. This, too, is happiness.”
@@ The Book of Laughter and Forgetting by Milan Kundera: This is again the daughter’s copy. I bought it for her from the Full Circle Bookstore at the cosy Turtle Cafe in Khan Market, Delhi where we shared a warm, melt-in-the-mouth Lemon cake and a crunchy, delectable salad. I am yet to read it though. Salman Rushdie reviews it as a “masterpiece.” I’m sure lot of you cannot forget Kundera’s, “Unbearable Lightness of Being.” I hope this one is as phantasmagoric as that. Though I hesitate to pick up heavy, complex books like Kafka and Kundera, as I’m more for light, simple reads, but then let’s see if this proves to be compelling enough to hold my attention right till the end.
So, that’s how I wrap up my #BookSlutThursday. Now scooting off to curl up in bed with He (Shey) and his adventures. See you on the other side. :-))