Love Poems and me

I am a goner when it comes to love poems. The good ones. Some of them actually make me weepy. So, one day me and my friend decided to have something of “DEAD POETS SOCIETY” thing in the college Library. She fished out one old dusty thick book titled American Poetry. It must be at least 80 years old. Anyway while thumbing through e. e. cummings and other poets, we came across Robert Frost’s The Telephone. Please take a minute to read this poem please. This article would sound like Greek and Latin, if you don’t know what exactly I am talking about. You can read the poem here

Right. So read the ending of the poem? It goes like this:

Or did you say–

Someone said ‘Come’–I heard it as I bowed.”

“I may have thought as much, but not aloud.”

“Well, so I came.”

Isn’t this so filmy? I could totally picture the scene: It’s raining and the heroine is long lost in thought staring at the street with a cup of coffee in her hands hair, when suddenly the door bell rings and when she opens the door and it’s – I’ll give you three choices: a) George Clooney b)  Leonardo di Caprio c) Heath Ledger 😀 – the hero with a sexy smile on his face leaning on the door frame saying : ” I thought you missed me so I came” . I could totally picture this in my head and I fell in love with the poem. 

So do you love love poems? If so, which one? Let me know. I would love to read them.

Oh. You should totally check out e. e. cummings. This is my FAVOURITE cummings quote: 

Love is the little thickness that makes a coin.

P.S: The upcoming exam is on American Literature – hence this post. 😀



Second (read 100th) Time Round

If there is one thing that you should know about me, it is this: I tend to re-read books that I have already read. And each time it’s like the first time.  One book that I absolutely love going back to without any shame is, Jane Austen’s Pride and Prejudice. I’m not going to dwell on the characters. You know it already. Rather, I will talk about the first time I read this book.


I was in 10th grade, and if you know anything about India, you’ll know that it is THE most important year of the average Indian student’s life. 10th grade is what O.W.L.S. mean in the Harry Potter world.


Anyway, I was in tenth grade and that meant I was not allowed to read any books other than my textbooks. Which would obviously mean that I would have had to smuggle novels into the house and hide them in the medicine cabinet in the toilet and read them when the rest of the house was asleep. Oh! I am telling you, the toilet is the best place in the whole wide world, to read a book during the darkest hours of the night.


I had just finished with the seventh and last book in the Harry Potter series and was on the verge of going into deep depression thinking that I had nothing else to look forward to. And then I had this chapter in History, which was about literature and  this Jane Austen woman and her wit was mentioned. I was about to roll my eyes when I read the next line in my text-book which cited the opening line of the novel as an example of Jane Austen’s wit:


It is a truth universally acknowledged that, a single man in possession of a good fortune, must be in want of wife.


I was thunderstruck. I will not say that this quote changed my life, or that it was like an epiphany to me. Honestly, I don’t think I truly understood the irony of this sentence until I was eighteen, when I re-read this book again. I am 21 years old now. To this day, there are just THREE opening lines that I know by heart:


#1 : It was the best of times, It was the worst of times … from A Tale of Two Cities the first classic novel i ever read, and to this day this line has stayed with me.


#2 : the one I just mentioned before, from Pride and Prejudice


#3 : Mr. and Mrs. Dursley, of  number four Privet Drive, were proud to say that they were perfectly normal, thank you very much. From Harry Potter and the Philosopher’s Stone


So yea. I am girl who loves to re-read books. And Pride and Prejudice ONE among the many. And A Tale of Two Cities and Harry Potter series are right behind Austen. 🙂





The Night of Nights

This is the night before the exam and here I am bundled in front of  my computer. I have two other tabs open : One for Facebook – in case someone comes online – and the other for YouTube – Music is nice. Let’s just say that I’ve been writing “IMPORTANT” exams for the past 4 years and therefore they cease to intimidate me anymore. 

Tomorrow is a totally different case. I’m talking about the night before the exam. Oh! I need to read an essay. Catch you later guys!

Back in The Game

O.k. This is a confession. No, there is no need to call my priest thank you very much. I was going through a tough time. Nothing that I wrote seemed good enough, no photograph  the “it” that makes photography a joy for me. And as expected, low self-esteem and it’s twin – inferiority complex came over to give me company. It got so bad that friend had to give me the proverbial  “kick in the butt”. And even then, it took me another month before I decided that enough is enough.

So here I am back in the game.

P.S: My exams start on Monday, so that goes without saying that I will be writing without any “writer’s block” for a month. 😀 Have a nice weekend everyone!!