I wonder...

Few days back, sitting alone in my room reading Sidney Shelden's "Sky is Falling" I wondered how did I developed this habit of reading. Yes I am saying 'habit'. Someone might disagree to this.

The thought took me back to my post college days when I was in hunt of a job. In the resume I have written reading books as my hobby which I seldomly did. At that time I wondered how can books give you the feel of something happening real. I have heard people saying that the characters sound so real, the book is a good example of spy story. I just didn't understand how that climax can be felt by merely reading a book. Hence I always felt that I should also read books and check whether it's real. But wondered when will this happen. I thought of developing this as an hobby.

The journey began few months after getting job and some hold on the project. Since then I have bought quite a few books. Mein Kamf(which I never started), Tuesdays with morrie, Midnight children(this also read first 5-6 pages), Annie Frank..(read half of the book), Tough time never lasts but tough ppl do, FPS, 1 night @ call center, Good bye Mr. Chips. The real interest in reading developed when one of my frends suggested me "Tuesdays with Morrie". This being a small book and interesting, I could complete it in a short span. And then the 'Silsila' started.

Whenever I bought a new book Samyak, my then roomie always use to laugh and say aur ek book Datar. Pehle ke to khatam kar. But his every time comments always inspired me to buy a new one with a new zeal of completing it that generally use to die before I could do that. Also more than reading I now liked buying books. Anyhow the journey began.

I always admire people who have some different hobbies other than being only academic. This also forced me to do something different. I thought since I have already started, reading is a easy way to accomplish someting I admire. To list a few whom I admire cos of such qualities are...Sam and Sidh for they know guitar, Sarita for her painting, Sunilraje for he being a person always interested in trekking, Nachiket for his love to animals(fan of Geographic channel), Kumar and Soumie(a recent frend of mine and also one of the reason for this article) for they write poems, Aswani for his singing, Maggie for she sings, dances, plays guitar(and what not) and many many more.

This article is the outcome of my previous days thinking and the chat with Soumie where I asked her I wonder how someone can write a poem. I also wondered how can people write long long articles, books etc...I think I should stop wondering now as I too have started. While writing this I remember one thing, one question that was asked to me in mindtree's interview "Shuchivrat, Do you write?". To which I answered "No!!". I don't know as to why she felt asking me this question? I think I got the answer to some extent.

I really wondered how people get addicted to internet...

I really wondered how people get addicted to orkut...

I really wondered how people get addicted to writing blogs...

And that too in office timings...

I really wonder...






But now is the time to stop wondering as I also am doing what I used to wonder and may be some point down the line I'll also start writing poems.....Who knows??

Tamanna-e-roshni - Sher-o-shairi

Dekhne wale thik hi kehte hai!
Mere charo taraf andhera hai,
Kyon tamnna-e-roshni ho mujhe,
Meri aankho me noor jo tera hai.

Khwahisho ki apni ek fariyad hoti hai,
Ansoo ki bhi apni ek aah hoti hai,
Kaun rehna chahta hai door apno se,
Majboori bi koi baat hoti hai..

Tute hue pal ka gam na kar saathi,
Hum tute hue pal mein hi ji lenge.
Tü milne mat aa par milne ka wada to kar,
Hüm tere wade ke sahare hi sari umar ji lenge..

1 night @ ......Another book from the FPS author

While browsing the channel at home I had a glimpse of this chap on a news channel. But as I am least interested in news just thought that the author must have released a new book. And I'll come to know somehow if its good.

It's incredible!!!!! How can this happen? After returning back to Pune to go for Bangalore I was strolling on the Deccan road as usual waiting for my frend and also looking at the beauties around;). I was in front of MCDonalds where I saw a book seller by the roadside. I was having a look at the collection of the books he had when suddenly a boy came in between and pointing to a blue colored book asked how much it cost for? What I noticed was the name Chetan Bhagat. Yes!!! It's the book, the new one. Another book by the FPS author. So just got hold of it and started reading the reviews given at the back. But there were no reviews this time. It has the story in short. I found it interesting (not really, I was worried what he must have written as the story was about a call from god) and thought of going to crossword (so that I can read some few pages and the index) to buy it. I found the index somewhat similar to FPS - Longest day.. - Part I, Part II... Here it was My Date with Priyanka - I, II, III and so on....

Finally I bought it. I was very eager to read the book but had to wait until I board the bus. The time came and started reading the book. I completed few pages and the driver switched off the light. 'Oh no!!! I wanna read it.' But can't help as it was night journey. So again I had to postpone reading till morning.

To pass the time in the bus we(Nilesh, Pankaj and myself) had many smal small talks on various topics. What happened in Diwali? What are the further plans? And any thoughts of switching again, etc...?

I started reading the book again next morning after having my breakfast. It started getting the grip. By the time I reached Bangalore I have completed more than 3/4th of the book with all sort of disturbances.

I again was restless to read the remaining stuff. I could not read the book same night as I was very tired of the journey. But I made it a point to read it the next night. And the night came.

I think this author is a firm beliver of love and friendship. This book also depicts these two relationships more intrinsically. Moreover he is simply great in describing a lady, be it westernised Indian like Esha, or be typical married Indian woman Radhika, or a mix of both Priyanka. The conversations in the book sound so real and lively. He is totally informal in writing. He has used words that are very common amongst college guys. And that brings the book more close, to me atleast. I started the reading the book again. The time was ticking but I just could not leave the book. All the characters are so real. I thought of completing it that night only. It was 3 O'clock in the morning and I wanted to sleep. Generally this happens when it's cold. But I thought 'only last 7 chapters constituting maximum of 50 pages are remaining, then why not complete it?'.

Till now the whole book had everything except the entry of God. The book was about to end but no god, no main story yet. I thought the prologue must be a marketing style. But no it repeated in this chapter and here our hero made an entry at last. One thing that I want to point out is what problem this chap has to make a good end? Though he has mentioned why he has chosen God at the last, but I could not digest it. So I took the other way as mentioned by him. There is this character in the story who has no role at all. An old military retired gentleman. He seldom has any role. I got it why he didn't after reading the last chapter. He gave him some role for those who do not belive in these miracles. Atleast for me.

Overall the story is all that catchy, keeps you excited, and you just cant throw the book away until you've finished it. Forget the end......Good description of frustration, depression, jealousy, happiness and all forms of human behaviour. A good book to read...