What's in a book?

Since the time, when I have taken to reading so passionately, I have never had a friend so loyal, so beloved, so affectionate and so understanding. Yes its my best friend.. our best friend "book" as the popular saying goes...



Many a times, I have been in a state of melancholy, in fits of confusion, in yet a deeper state of curiosity of mind, when I have turned to them and found all my answers. To hunt for a suitable book on the book-shelf of the store has been as easy a task as google-ing a question...



How to attain success in Exam?

Headfast Java!

Discover the leader/diamond/blah blah in you (Name varies and depends on what you want to find in yourself) !

Games people play

and the list goes on...



Well, reading is the kind of hobby only those deeply involved will actually understand..

The warmth, the comfort and the company behind those tiny fonts... all cramped together in one bound element is a miracle in itself.

You start off setting a target to be done with another one and once absorbed it makes you its own target !



In the world of virtual reality, when every available book can so easily be accessed through the Internet, I still will not agree that there is anything on earth more pleasurable than lying easily on your back and turning the yellow pages of an age old inheritance or the smelling the crisp scent of the piece straight from the store.



Till date, its been my love of my life..a half an hour conversation in those unspoken words right before bed time, leaves me peacefully asleep for the rest of the night..A first look at it.. in times when irresponsible souls keep you infinitely waiting in those coffee shops or bus stops takes all your worries away..

the utter excitement when I come across a copy of the one I must have been hunting for since days.. takes my breathe away..the way, a long waiting wife's heart leaps on seeing her husband back from work..



I have had many instances when peers and dears borrow my long treasured books and return them in rather dilapidated conditions. The mere thought that it must have been trampled and toppled several times before being safely handed back saddens my heart for quite a while..Its been with me through the thick and the thin.. and i couldn't safeguard it from the kiths and the kins?



They have been.. and would always be a very integral part of my life..

Thus I write this piece.. as a tribute to the most treasured friend of mine :-)

Woman aah Woman ! Are you married? and working too?

Be it the past or present how many Indians would associate the word 'prostitution'..with the gender male. Very few I guess. At least for the contemporary Indian society Prostitution has always been a business for the weaker sex.
Well, looking at the era in which we live on, i too quite believe every woman in some way or the other is born for the same. I do not mean to ascribe any derogatory standard when I say this. But paying a lame glance one would be easy to notice at least every stereotypical woman now working for an earning or not... has sold off her body to her spouse, mind and soul to her children and if any better zeal left still her service to her employer for which she works.
There are many things that a woman is expected to do. Cook for her family, pay sufficient time to her husband, see to whether the children do their homework in time and nevertheless never mix her work and family. The menfolk on the contrary can be late from work on a regular basis, may not care to see what their children are up to and quite expected to miss out on all opportunities to care for their ladies. She comes last on his priority list at least after the wed-lock !
So, indeed a modern woman has become a whore voluntarily or not.. in a way she is !
Does the situation inspire her to be better caring towards the family..the responsibility she so readily takes up... for the children she so..lovingly adores only at some of time to be termed 'a substance with obsolete mindset'...for the husband she has vowed all her life.
Does the situation even encourage a woman to think of marriage as an opportunity of a lifetime.. or rather a mistake of a lifetime rather !
I am not pointing my figures against anyone...because even if I at the end of the day am another woman..n know what it feels like.. to be thrown between multiple responsibilities and also... may not be able to empathise but at least sympathise the plight of all those working...married woman folk..I also somewhere down the corner of my heart expect the women today to shoulder all this...because left to others...God forbid what the world might turn out to be..but is it a desirable scenario or rather slavery of another form?

P.S : the opinions expressed are absolutely personal.. The intentions are not to demean any particular section of the society.