Yes .. I am back with the old blog theme. No i have not run out of blog themes. I have them aplenty. But this one is really good and it is called "Woman-talk". Speaking of women, I read this book about a woman by a woman. Indian author. I picked up the book by mistake because i thought this was the same lady who had written "the zoya factor". But they are 2 different woman. That one was Anujha Chauhan and this one is Adavita kala. So now i knew that this one was the not the chick lit i wanted to read, i had my reservation. But then after blink i was dying to read a story. A proper fiction. So i said what the hell and went ahead anyway! First things first. Did i like the book? hmm .... kind of. Which is not a certain no for an answer becuase i did laugh at a few points. It was actually a typical chick lit with its own highs and lows. The hight point was definitely the humor and the fact that the author had quite rightly captured how desperately the world want singletons to "couple up" even if they themselves wanted something else. Good! Here is the low point .. the way each and every line of the book shouted "I am american!!" Yes! There was nothing indian about the book except for the the fact that the protagonist wore saare to work everyday. over jeans ..so there you go! The food, lifestyle, dresses described (except the occasional saris (rohit bal))everything was about america although there is no direct mention. Not that i am complaining, i am just pointing out an obvious fact. Anybody who reads the book would realize that. Also a take on the (almost non existent) love story between Karan and Aisha. Okay.Thank God for no mills and boon angle here. But atleast, i could have done with some elaborate love story. Where does it start and how easily does it comes to a conclusion ...not happening really. Ok now dont give me the what would you have written look, I am not an author!!
Now i am reading Doctors by Erich Segal. There are a lot of reasons why i am reading it. First in the pretext of getting another book to read, now that i was coming closer to finishing almost single (thats the chick lit i was talking about) i brought six suspects by vikas swaroop (the Q&A author) only to realize that this would be my second indian author in a quick succession and although this author was classy, I thought Segal was classier. And i had to read doctors. I mean Segal ends up wrting beautifully. The class, love story and Oliver's story are printed proofs. Two lines. One from class "And so they ended up being lovers, friends, parents to each other" and second -- the closing line of Oliver's story. "Sometimes , he wonders how life would be if she was alive. Then he realizes ..he would have been alive too" Now thats called beautifully poetic. Lines which stay with you. Forever.
Another thing to talk about is "how I met your mother" A fun series. I love the story line, the characters and the suspense they are building over who the mother is. Its not crazily funny like friends but it has its own highlights and i am loving it.
So till then, Keep rocking and i haven't witten this even once in my blog since the new year "Let ther be lots of love in this world."
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