I am just back from a reception party. I had attended the marriage on Thursday. It was the marriage of my second cousin whom I never met. Precisely she also happens to be the dughter of my father's friend who by coincidence became a relative 21 years back. It was on Thursday that I took 'The Da Vinci Code' from my cousin. I had asked him to get the book for me from somewhere and he took it from his friend's sister. So, I had to return the book in a very short time. My memory was telling me that the reception was on Saturday so I gave full commitment to the book and finished it in a very short time. Later I recollected that I could have delayed the finish by another day. But I was happy I could do it so fast. Yesterday night I even packed up with the other book I was reading - 'Becoming A Person Of Influence'.
Next I wanted to read 'Nothing Lasts Forever' by Sydney Sheldon. But the first page I saw in that book was its last page - the epilog. My eyes fell on the sentence - "... Mallory was imprisoned for life...". I was sure I had destoyed all the pssible suspense. I won't read that book now. I started 'Emotional Intelligence'. It is a research work on human psychology and emotions. It is a good book.
I was searching for 'Personality Plus'. Today I had detailed discussions with my uncle at the party on people skills and he shared with me his life experiences - I shall write about them shortly. I enjoyed talking to him and he told me that he will give me 'Personality Plus' shortly.
The last few days I was totally cut off from the world around me. I just had the Holy Grail running in me! I enjoyed the book. I didn;t know I could finishe 489 pages in a little more than 2 days. It was Saturday on which I cou;ldn't continue the book in the morning, I had to wait till 3 pm, I was at a relative's house.
Int he last few days I passed by manythings in my mind but unfortunately I couldn't record them anywhere. I didn't update my blogs and so I missed writing my thoughts. I really felt bad that I had to skip few days of updates.
And by the way I had seen my 2nd year's 2nd semister's results. I got 71.58%. I was happpy seeing that I had passed in a subject I thought would let me down. In fact I got 20 marks more than the passing number. But still I h wished a better % ... I am very happy though. No regrets for what has passed. I have my ;life open in front of me.
Tuesday early morning an aunt of mine is coming to India. She is my father's younger sister and she lives in Mecca. I am desperately waiting to meet her and her family. Its always a month filled with lots of happiness when they are here. Meeting them itself gives me a lot of pleasure. My cousin sister who is 6 years of age has a good rapport with me. I remember last year when I would sit with her and helped her read her story books. She is really a fast learner and she reads words and sentenses which usually the children of her age are not expected to. She is amazing so are her other brothers and sister. My uncle is a fabulous human being.
On Saturday when I was at my grandparents' house reading the novel my cousins were continously with me in the drawing room where I wanted some silence. Once 2 of thm came to me fighting with eachother. One of them asked "am I the height that reaches your shoulder?" He reaches below my elbow when I stand. I was busy and I said "no". Both of them continued their fighting and went away. Then it was the less-than-4-years one. He was continuously playing on the sofa and I seldon paid any attention to him. Every few minutes he would sit on my legs, play with my hair, kiss me and run away. I was deep into the book - I had to return it shortly then!
My cold is still bugging me. I have completed my short course of antibiotics. Though my throat is fine, my nose isn't.
I am currently having a frenc beard. Every who meets me says that I look many years older than I am. I am not paying any attention to this comment but this is just a short time in which I thought of having this style. I have reduced the density of the hair today using the scissors and by the time my colleges start, it will be no more - most probably.
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