Back to the books

Over this month, I have been more into books.

Not sure if it was caused by a gift coupon of Rs.500/- meant only for books, which I received from my manager. Or it could simply have been caused by my detachment from the world of technology. It would be ideally a mixture of these reasons.
Ok, whatever be the reasons, I did make some progress on the books and added some to my book shelf.

Status update:-
1) Finished reading 'A Short Walk in the Hindu Kush' - Eric Newby. A whooper of a travelogue. I loved the funny way Eric has understated their pains and efforts. Must read for those who dream of wandering in the wilderness.

2) Started reading 'Rebecca' -Dauphne Maurier. An interesting but slow story.

3) Started reading 'The leader Who had no Title' - Robin Sharma but not much interested by it.

4) Even started reading 'Anansi Boys'-Neil Gaiman at office. This is one book I want to get back to reading. Expectations are high.

5) 'Life Of Pi' - Yann Martel, a Man Booker prize winner, is waiting in the sidelines for now.

Other than this, I did start reading up a few ebooks here and there for timepass. Eleven Minutes by Paulo Coelho is one among them that I recall. But please note that I didn't read any of those long enough to make sufficient progress to give a feedback or review.

Watch out for more updates from my adventures into the land of words.

Wish to write

I had this strange wish to detach myself further from the common devices of internet. I felt I am a better person overall when I take out this 'connectivity' out of the equation. And I do know at certain times that it helps a lot to work on real world problems, talk to people, travel out, read a book, cook something, do something completely new and wacky etc etc. But other than those, I found that the internet has a confounding impact on me on some scale.

A feeling of connectedness to someone or something, which in truth is just my own imagination playing with the nerves. The unending and unfathomable depth and variety of knowledge at my finger tips,the impulse to google out each and every doubt and human thought that crosses my mind.That kind of addiction can drive a person insane or in my case, less efficient. I had 'broken' the very addiction at least half a dozen times by now. It gets back into action again, not as an addiction, but more akin to an uninvited guest. I know it is there, when my mind waits for the machine to be up and check the network logo at first. Also when the mind swirls between choosing which site to check out, or which new idea to research with google , i know i am stung.

I have home made remedies for this, which i have applied and hence am stopping my writing...

Attachments

How  attached do we sometimes feel to places one lives,  ones hangs out with friends , or is associated with some important event(s) in life?
Some people accept the attachment, some deny it , while some others take it as part of the game.But undeniable is the fact of attachment with places.

Sometimes this attachment happens even if you initially hate the place.

Take the example of school, where on your very first day, you would surely have churned out a storm, wishing to go home.

Come college days, and initially you hated the classes and the rules, and stuck to the hostel and canteen. Later on when it was time to leave college, you would have thought of all the fun you had inside the classroom with professors and all the tricks and pranks you played on them. Every moment of those days passes as nostalgia through your mind streams.

Later on, when life gives you wings and take you places, you hate something and love something there also. Sometimes you end up loving too many things, making you inflexible and bars your movement.
Sometimes you are ill at ease with new places and prefer moving around to new places, possibly in search of that 'ideal' place.
But it is always a time of choice to decide whether to stick to your attachments or wade through the current of change.

If someone asked me which is better: stick to one job/place/whatever until you feel you can get nothing more out of it  (or) try one of it until you feel you can do better elsewhere and then move on, I would suggest the second option.

Ciao