Romancing the books

These days I find myself not reading as much as I used to, but yearn to. My first affair with books began as a child with the Rhymes book. I was not the child who just had the English Rhymes book (and not one, but had many) but I had one in Hindi and Kannada too (though I wish I could read the Kannada one at least now). I think my Mom has saved these. Then I graduated to having "Real" books.... Books about animals, birds, universe, Project tiger---beat that. Loved reading each one of them.

My earliest memories of reading a story book was when my mom and me would walk form our house in CR Layout down the rose garden road under the shady trees in the late afternoon during my summer vacation to go to the City Central Library in Jayanagar (not to be mistaken for the one in South End). We would go there and spend hours looking for books, even reading a few and then we would borrow 2 of them- one for me and the other for my mom. We would do this for the entire summer. These used to be the 10 page books with weird figurines.

This cultivated a habit in me, Thank you amma for it. Then it was the time for the Nancy Drew, Famous five (sorry did not read Hardy Boys) and the numerous Enid Blytons, borrowed from my friend Reshmi and the ever famous library in JP Nagar 2nd phase, Sapthagiri. I say ever famous because ask any one who lived in the JP Nagar area and interested in reading, they would have had a membership with this library at some point.

The teen years were filled with Sydney Sheldons, countless Mills and Boons and Daniel Steels. I also discovered Archer, Cook and Eric Segal and I still enjoy reading their books.

After moving here I have been lost not knowing who to read. I have tried re reading the Classics and a few other authors but I have never hooked on to anyone like I did before. I even gave non fiction a try, but soon understood that fiction is what I like.

Sorry for the long ramble, but this is cause I am not able to decide which book do I read next.... Any suggestions??

Random Thoughts

Am at work, but do not feel like working. Have two pending reports, but instead what do I feel like doing.... Blog!

I have been missing home lately. In fact a little too much. It might be due to the fact that I have not gone home in 2 years (really hard for a person who visited twice in a span of a year and a half) or it could be because, it was a big day in my Mom's life and everybody close to her was around except me or the fact that I am just frustrated sitting around in this small cold town.

All the reasons seem valid. I love to go home, miss my people, Mom is my best friend and I hate sitting at home but am home bound here. Again why did I move here. Oh! That's right I have a job here at TWFMC. It is a great job, but I don't know if I want to do this for the rest of my life. But then again, what do I want to do then. No CLUE!!! Added to this confusion in my pea sized brain is the fact that I have struggled so much to survive over the last 2 years that I do not enjoy anything. Everything is morbid. At the end of everyday I question myself is it worth it. The answer is hazy. But soon I know it will be clearer an am waiting for it.

Never mind the rambling, will get going. Guess should at least start working on the report.