All posts tagged: sad

Review: Turtles All The Way Down – A Must Read

Books that talk of mental illness have a special place in my heart. I cannot really say why, but books like Perks of Being a Wallflower, Norwegian Woods and now Turtles all the Way Down will probably always be on the ‘books I can read over and over again’ shelf. Turtles All The Way Down, the latest by John Green was a brilliant read and a bloody fast one too. But before everything else, here’s a confession that I need to make: I have never read a John Green book before. So I won’t be able to tell you how the book compares with the other ones. Turtles is the story of Aza, a girl carefully named for her father wanted her name to cover all the alphabets. Like most young adults, she has a best friend, Daisy, and a crazy love story going on in the background. Her love story with Davis Pickett has a mystery angle to it as well, in which Aza and Daisy go on to look for a runaway billionaire …

Sad Modern Lover

It’s sad to be a lover today. Our letters are mails, Our calls, texts. I wish I loved you back when letters were the real deal. I’d keep all of them safe, and wouldn’t fear them getting ‘deleted’. I would’ve smelt them, for your beautiful hands would’ve touched them. I would’ve traced each word with my fingers, for your heart must have whispered each phrase. I would’ve kissed them, thinking I’ve kissed you, for you must have spoken the words out loud. And I would’ve held them close, thinking I’ve embraced a part of you. It’s sad to be a lover today.

I Don’t Miss You

If you’d ask me whether I miss you, I’d say I don’t. But just sometimes, when I’m looking at the setting sun, My eyes well up — And my heart aches for your presence beside me. But, no, I don’t miss you all the time. I’m being honest. Just sometimes when I’m ready to run away from everything I think of your arms, that I’d want to call home. But I really don’t miss you, For life’s busy and life’s fast. Just sometimes, when time is flying by —             I close my eyes and hope to see you smile.

हटा दो

तो फिर हटा दो वो झूठे लाज का घूंघट वो तौर तरीकों के जाले वो नज़ाखत वो अदाएं … फिर ही तो मिल पाओगे मुझसे तुम बेबाक , बेशरम, बिना झूठ बिना सच बिना खुद के , बिना मेरे । फिर हटा देना वो सोच के दायरे मैं क्या देखूंगा क्या सोचूंगा क्या कहूँगा जब आना मुझसे मिलने तो बस अपनी रूह लाना… नंगी, अनछुई, ना साफ़ ना मैली।

It Is So Hard For Me To Read Non-Fiction. Help!

A new year is here and I am absolutely glad that I am entering this year loaded with books to read. I have on my list four Man Booker awardees, namely, The Underground Railroad , Lincoln in the Bardo, A Horse Walks Into A Bar and The Sellout. These books will take about two months to finish. So yeah, I’m sorted for the beginning of the year. What I am sad about and want to change in the year 2018, is that my shelves are loaded with fictions. If you go through my Goodreads, you’d see a variety of fiction novels. But alas, I have not read one non-fiction. It is so very difficult for me to read a non-fiction. Why, you ask? Consider this. I really wanted to know about the 26/11 Mumbai terror attacks. And I have an absolutely amazing book, The Siege: The Attack on Taj by Adrian Levy, sitting on my bookshelf (my husband’s actually). I picked that book up. The author starts with the names of all the real people …