• confessions of a lapsed bookworm

    My reading history for this year has been appalling, for an avowed bookworm. I’ve barely managed to read a book a month. Most times I would return a book unread and often unopened.

    A real reader always has his nose in a book. In fact, a real reader reads everything even labels on food products, hoardings at bus stops and random advertisements that catch the eye.

    My only real excuse (apart from life making unexpected demands on my time and attention) is that I have hardly come across a book that has caught my attention. The books borrowed by Prima Donna that I see lying around at home have not been very tempting. I have been put off by the cover itself or the blurbs on the back. Quite often, I find that books that come highly recommended or shortlisted for Literary awards are quite vague and difficult to plough through.

    So earlier this year, I made a conscious effort to read more books. But fiction which was once my mainstay gravitated towards non-fiction, especially historical novels. They are fascinating and are the best way of getting acquainted with the past.

    But even then, my reading was spotty. I resorted to reading the first few pages, the end and then flipping through the pages in the middle to join the dots. It was no wonder that I hardly remembered the book! I consoled myself that opening the book and flip-reading was far better than returning books back unread. Or not borrowing anything at all.

    KINNI’s RECOMMENDATIONS

    So I decided to ask Kinni, the club’s librarian for his suggestions.

    Kinni is the last person you’d imagine is a librarian. With his slightly balding pate and reading glasses, he seems more like an accountant. But he is a good librarian who knows his books and his readers.

    I was a bit apprehensive about the books Kinni picked out. They were quite unlike the books I normally read. Besides, I find unfamiliar names quite difficult to read and often have to read a sentence more than once to get the actual meaning.

    This Japanese author has been around for quite a while but I only got to know of him this year.

    Apart from the intriguing title, I was drawn to the story about time travel. It is always difficult to get the back-and-forth storytelling in proper sequence. But Kawaguchi does this seamlessly. Initially, I was confused and frankly irritated but the premise that you can only find the future when you sit on a particular chair which is occupied by a person who was trapped in the future because he didn’t finish his meeting in the future before his coffee got cold. Equally intriguing was the condition that the person should have visited this cafe before.

    But once you get caught up with the plot you realise that this is a really ingenious fo of story telling.

    Nawaguchi has written other books that continue the story but quite frankly I found it hard to keep track of the characters simply because I am unfamiliar with Japanese names.

    However, I would strongly recommend this book to anyone who wants a change from the traditional way of telling a tale.



    I wasn’t too keen on choosing this book because I thought it would be a trashy romance. Once again I was pleasantly surprised to find that it was a novel with many layers.

    It begins in rural Korea where a matchmaker comes looking for prospective brides for grooms settled in Hawai. The story, however, goes beyond the initial disappointment of the young brides and carries on till the Korean war. Thus the book is quite captivating.

    These were two of the books that I enjoyed reading in 2024 and hope to read more in 2025.

    Ciao

  • After Party Musings

    After Party Musings

    While I was apprehensive before our 50th Reunion Dinner, I realised it was all for nought after the party. Everyone was so happy to meet one another that after the warm bear hug, all that mattered was the conversation.

    What emerged from the conversation really changed my perspective about the people I knew in school. Unarguably, at 16, we are all at our most self-obsessed best. We worry about not being too smart or are conscious of being too smart. Similarly, we have self-image issues, especially the boys whose voices suddenly crack overnight or develop a fuzz that can’t be buzzed. And girls of course whose hair is too long or too frizzy or who are too fat or too thin and of course that pimple that everyone wants to pop.

    To add to the agony of teenage angst, our school-leaving year was fraught with the fear of not doing well in the school-leaving exams. Our entire lives and livelihoods depended on the marks we got. A low mark would mean admission to a middling college, followed by an average degree and an average job. Naturally, no one wants to live the life of the average Joe. We all had dreams of flying high and reaching for the stars.

    Even though some of us had met for our 25th year reunion, this reunion put many of my misconceptions to rest. For instance, no one was really an average Joe nor was anyone spectacularly outstanding. Every one of us had done reasonably well and most importantly happily sailed into retirement fairly pleased with what they had achieved.

    Very few of the toppers stayed at the top and very few of the back benchers stayed at the back! There were a few surprises but by and large things weren’t too surprising.

    Many people who hadn’t spoken more than two words to me in school spent a good 10-15 minutes exchanging life stories. And of course, there were those who had never spoken to me at school who still didn’t bother to glance my way .

    Somethings never change at all do they ?

  • SUNDAY FUNDAY

    SUNDAY FUNDAY

    Let’s be honest. We all have an Inner Barbie. Even the most tomboyish women and girls like to look and feel good. And who doesn’t want to feel pampered and spoilt? Especially on one’s birthday.

    A birthday with a difference

    There are many ways to celebrate a birthday. The commonest is having a cake, chips, streamers, balloons and of course, friends (and perhaps family) to celebrate with. Some people prefer going to the temple or church to seek God’s blessings for the rest of the year and possibly to thank Him for another year happily spent on this earth.

    I remember celebrating my 60th with various celebrations all through the year. One was a gorgeous terrace party hosted by Anna Shetty and her family where she had invited my friends. That was truly a wonderful surprise and truly cherished. Another was a celebration in Princeton where Prima Donna took me to a fancy restaurant.

    But today was a birthday party with a difference with Prima Donna hosting a Manicure party for her friends at a luxe spa at Malabar Hill. How wonderful it was to see these young women beautifully turned out, with immaculate hair coming in to have their nails done!

    Indeed this is a great way to spend a Sunday even if it isn’t your birthday.

    At a SPA WITH A DIFFERENCE

    Florian Hurel Hair Couture and Spa is a spacious, well-designed hair and nail spa where you get pampered in utmost luxury. Apart from your hair and nails, you can also indulge in a full body massage and get your Bridal make-up done.

    And yes, men can use it too!

    Ciao,

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