Reading Tales

  • Questions you should never ask a bibliophile

    The thing I love about being a reader – or being a bookworm – is the bragging rights that come with it. You don’t find people bragging or congratulating someone for binging a series successfully. But say you finished a book in 24 hours and suddenly there will be people who will congratulate you and…

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  • Suchita’s tryst with fantasy

    I did not know I was a fantasy nerd until an interviewer pointed out to me that ‘you basically love fantasy’ because when she asked me to name my favourite books, I said Harry Potter and Lord of the Rings.

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  • Not a book review: Unearthed

    In eleventh standard we were introduced to a subject called Environmental Education – EED for short. It was to be a part of our compulsory subjects which meant while calculating our final percentage in twelfth using 5 out of 6 subjects, of those 5, English and EED had to be included.

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  • Not a book review: The Singing Hills Cycle

    The Empress of Salt and Fortune and When the Tiger came down the Mountain – just the name of these books was enough to make me want to dive deep into them, albeit it was a short dive since both the books are about 120 pages long. After seeing the covers, the deal was sealed…

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  • Not a book review: Giovanni’s Room

    The first time I came across the name James Baldwin was when we were discussing Love & Queer Literature sometime in February. I went through that post again [in preparation for writing this one] and I’m surprised to note that though Giovanni’s Room is mentioned in it, it didn’t really make a dent in my…

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  • Of nerdism, reading and challenges

    Two years ago, I wrote this post on rediscovering reading and after I had published it, I distinctly remember feeling like I had let myself down – especially the younger self who thrived on books. It felt like I had given up, and that I would never again find that joy of a good book,…

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  • A gift for me

    A gift for me

    The door opens and I walk in, almost in a daze. I get a few smiles – from a guard to my left who seems to understand exactly what I am feeling…like he has been here long enough, observing similar souls with similar expressions.

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