Dear Blog,
I was reading Memoirs of a Geisha when it struck me. A craving so powerful, it hit me right in the gut. I wanted something sweet! I've NEVER, so badly wanted to eat something sweet. The past week I've been wanting to eat chocolates, cakes, drinks, etc. So just a couple of days ago, when I learnt The Chocolate Room had opened a new outlet in my locality, my ecstasy was natural. Since then I haven't stopped gushing (in a totally inappropriate manner) about it. And I've just had a muffin and a pastry. Got a brownie in the refrigerator. And of course I've convinced my family to frequently go to TCR for dessert.
I was reading Memoirs of a Geisha when it struck me. A craving so powerful, it hit me right in the gut. I wanted something sweet! I've NEVER, so badly wanted to eat something sweet. The past week I've been wanting to eat chocolates, cakes, drinks, etc. So just a couple of days ago, when I learnt The Chocolate Room had opened a new outlet in my locality, my ecstasy was natural. Since then I haven't stopped gushing (in a totally inappropriate manner) about it. And I've just had a muffin and a pastry. Got a brownie in the refrigerator. And of course I've convinced my family to frequently go to TCR for dessert.
Coming back to Memoirs of a Geisha, it's something that is a bit out of my line of reading. It's a first person read. I'm not much in favor of novels written in first person. They make you feel restricted to only that particular character in the story. You don't get the freedom to choose your favorite one because the 'I' is always there. Although you might identify with some other character, chances of you succeeding to be that character are minimal or zero.
Yet, I find this novel a good read because it captivates you with the sufferings of glamour. 'To become successful, you need to sacrifice'. The profession is irrelevant although the mantra remains the same. The line might sound cliched but then cliches are cliches because they are true. And exactly the reason why they have been repeated so often by people.
It's amazing how books teach us so much, whichever type they are. Back then we used to hate school. The homework, teachers, classes, exams used to feel like a rut. But now, when you look back on it, all you can think of are the happy memories or rather memories that make you happy. Nothing can beat reminiscing over school times. They were the best. And school has in a way made us what we are today. Although I'd still not want geography, algebra, civics to haunt me again. So I'd better stick to fiction.
Whether you read a book or a novel for leisure, knowledge, curiosity or just to pass time, every time its teaching us something. You never lose over reading. All it does is add stuff to that brain of yours.
I thank my mom and dad for introducing me to this perfect world of reading. As it's said, Education Begins At Home.
Love,
N
Love,
N
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