Hello, again! I’ve vanished from the blogging scene for a long while (cons of being an adult and having responsibilities now).
Okay, not many responsibilities.
Okay, no responsibilities.
Okay, I’m barely an adult.
Okay, okay, I forgot my password to WordPress and was too lazy to reset it.
But, I did get around to it now, didn’t I? (don’t roll your eyes at me, reader.)
I have read tons of books in the past month and I’m going to rank them in backwards order for you now, so enjoy:
Rank 8: Finding Audrey, by Sophie Kinsella
If you know me at all, you’d know that Sophie Kinsella is my all time favorite chick-lit author. I LOVE HER. That being said, I didn’t enjoy the book. There’s no use sugarcoating it. I mean, I still do love her writing, but unlike Luke Brandon or Becky Bloomwood or Sam Roxton or Samantha, the characters here in this book don’t stay with me. In fact, it’s been a month but apart from Audrey, whose name I remember for obvious reasons (re: title), I don’t really remember anybody and that goes to show how less of an impact it has made on me.
The story was okay, the idea was actually really nice, but for me a Sophie Kinsella book has always been about the characters and somehow, these characters didn’t cut it.
BUT. The story is actually funny in a lot of places, the writing friendly and affable and very Kinsella, and it can definitely star as a one-time leisure read. (Unlike I’ve got your number, which I do know by heart by now…or maybe that’s because Sam Roxton…hmmm…)
Rank 7: Bet Me, by Jennifer Cruise
Okay, this ranks 7 only only only because the other books are extremely good. This book is light, chirpy, and everything you could expect out of a chick-lit. Minerva and Cal are two adorable protagonists, the situation overdone but comforting, and the entire book is SO DAMN RELATABLE.
I don’t know, I think it highlights how insecure we all are as humans and the idea of soulmates being finding someone who is messed up in a way that fits our own mess perfectly…ah, dream.
Cuddle in on a rainy day, grab a hot chocolate, and read away…
Rank 6: Jane Eyre by Charlotte Bronte
Let me be frank. I’m not one for the classics. I like my reading language to be in something I can understand easily, and relate to. But then again, I couldn’t really not read Jane Eyre and call myself a reader, right?
I think I can effectively review this entire book in one sentence: Jane Eyre has changed my view on Classic Literature. It is not boring (as previously thought by my hasty, jump-to-conclusions, brain), and there is definitely something to be said about the entire concept of a guy ‘courting’ a girl, as opposed to simply jumping in bed with her.
Of course, there are several elements that are a tad bit too dramatic, but I AM from India, and we DO have Bollywood, so I’m pretty used to drama….hehe.
PS: Um, why don’t we have more girls fan-ning over the sulky, brooding, mystery-man?
Rank 5: The Goldfinch by Donna Tart
I don’t think it’d be a great exaggeration to call this book a Literary Masterpiece. Gripping, beautifully written and achingly beautiful, the world of Theo Decker is going to grip you. Quite simply, it is un-put-downable. I’m going to quote one line used in the book:
You can look at a picture for a week and never think of it again. You can also look at a picture for a second and think of it all your life.
All I can say is, the same can be said for books…and The Goldfinch definitely belongs in the ‘all your life’ category
Rank 4: A Pale View of Hills by Kazuo Ishiguro
He’s a brilliant author. His writing is so easy to read and so difficult to understand and aaaah-! He kept me awake till nearly 2 in the morning, and then a further 2 hours researching interpretations.
It is a mind-boggling tale, and while I have my own fragile theories on the book, read this is you want an adventure. It’s set in Japan, follows Etsuko and will definitely tease your brain. However, just because the writing is simple, please don’t read it fast…it’s meant to be a slow read with attention to detail…
….and who knows, maybe you will solve the mystery that is this book?
Rank 3: The Essential Rumi (Coleman Barks)
I have become a poetry enthusiast of late. BUT, I need to confess that I’ve loved Rumi before tumblr posted his “deep sayings” everywhere.
Rumi is soul-food, and I’ll leave you with a lovely line titled under ‘Bewilderment: I have five things to say’
What is the body? That shadow of a shadow
of your love, that somehow contains
the entire universe.
Rank 2: The Bronze Horseman by Paulina Simmons
Phew, now that THAT is out of my system, I can begin. I stumbled upon this book randomly, started it, and did not stop until I finished the 800-or-so paged book. For hours, I was stumbling along the roads of Leningrad and hiding in bomb shelters, living with Alexander-nay, Shura and Tania in a Fifth Soviet building, and dissolving through the magic of her words.
If there is something called magical writing, this is it. The words make me tingle. There are extremely raunchy scenes, definitely, fast-paced and thrilling. But it’s the tenderness beneath it all that made me gasp for more. This book is a MUST READ, simply because of master storytelling, excellent gems of quotes drizzled in between, and for Shura- because he is every girl’s dream.
Love is when he is hungry and you feed him. Love is knowing when he is hungry.
You also have delightfully simple love-murmurings wrapped in silk,
I want you to know that should something happen to me, don’t worry about my body. My soul isn’t going to return to it, nor to God. It’s flying straight to you, where it knows it can find you, in Lazarevo. I want to be neither with kings nor heroes, but with the queen of Lake Ilmen.
And, one of my all time favorites (I may or may not have teared up at this part),
Good-bye, my moonsong and my breath, my white nights and golden days, my fresh water and my fire. Good-bye, and may you find a better life, find comfort again and your breathless smile, and when your beloved face lights up once more at the Western sunrise, be sure what I felt for you was not in vain. Good-bye and have faith, my Tatiana.
RANK 1: *tananannana* Essential Gibran (Hachette India)
Refer to Rank 3 where I mentioned I had become a poetry enthusiast. Khalil Gibran is my all-time favorite poet, and my dad got me a Special Calligraphed collectible edition of his poetry for my birthday. It is marvellous, it makes me tingle from my belly and if you want words that will worm your way into their heart of yours and refuse to leave, this is the book you should be reading. Here is just one poem, to tempt you to go read the book:
If sorrow does not carry you
in her womb, if despair does not
feel pain in giving birth to you,
and if love does not bring you
into this world in its cradle of dreams,
your whole life
remains a blank page in the book
of the universe.
And that wraps up the quick review for this month. I have a couple of interesting reads (and consequent reviews, yes) lined up for the next month, but let me know if you have some suggestions!