I bought this book because I simply loved it's title and the cover-image.
A bigger reason why this book caught my eye. This one guy I knew suggested a few books. He used to bug me everyday asking if I had read them yet. Got so pissed off, I went out on a weekend to those second hand book stands (thank you god you did not make me buy new ones!) and bought them. Those were some of the worst books I've ever read. I'm not biased towards any particular genre of literature, or even music/movies come to think of that, but these stupid books made me realise the importance of the classification - good and bad! One ridiculous sci-fi, one hijack story that was 800 pages long, one obnoxiously gooey romantic, and one that I don't remember. Later, I found out that these were the only books he read, so he made read them too. Also, that this was his way of flirting. Stupid $#%#$%#!!!
Sometime later, I was at a mall and saw this book in a dusty corner. Took it instantly. And guess who I "rubbished" then on? Clarification -- He was NOT my boyfriend, not even a friend. Someone I knew. Anyway, lesson learnt - You don't have to take every idiot seriously.
The book was okay. Nothing spectacular; a chick lit. Funny and close to reality. I won't read this book again unless I'm awfully bored and I'm left with no choice. But I'll always be fond of this err... souvenir of a silly experience.
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I read Harry Potter all the time. Sometime back, I was so busy it was all eat-sleep-work for almost three tiresome months. When I finally caught a break, went shopping the first thing and I saw this in the stores. I almost cried. I said almost! (I should probably mention that I'm a spendthrift. No, a wastrel!) I bought it, along with some other merchandise. This book was released just then, so there were other goodies like parchments and calligraphy pens and I think there were new harry potter games dvds. So I had spent some 1500 rupees and went home happy. In two days I was back to normal, healthy state I started wondering if I had spent too much. It was the end of the month and there was rent and bills and some such nonsense. On that same day, my roomie bought a pirated copy for 50 bucks, including the travelling charges! Long face for the rest of the day and she sure made fun of me that I paid that extra 750 for binding. (Whatever dude! Mine's genuine and it's hardbound, yours isn't!)
I called this friend of mine that evening. This one's too good and so patient. He listens intently when I make a big deal out of nothing at all. I told everything. To make me feel better, he made me read it to him on the phone! I went a bit ahead and described the pictures too!! What a sweet guy!
Now whenever I see that book, I feel a bit nostalgic. So, I don't read this a lot. Good old days! Ok, not that old days, but I like that line!
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Long, long ago we (family) ended up in the waiting hall of a railway station. Heavy rains, train delayed for six hours. To kill time, we - me and dad- went around and there was nothing interesting so bought some magazines and books. Dad was totally content watching people around and he says he can never get bored when there is so much activity going on. I, on the other hand, got really uncomfortable and cross and I become a pain in the a** when I get cranky. I'm a huge fan of Ruskin Bond and this is why I guess; I cannot find the beauty of life the way he does.
So that's how I read this book - Papillon. I was too young to be scared of violence back then but this book scared the hell out of me. Not the violence, the reality in it. I think this was my first serious read. Don't know what made me pick this book but it had changed my perspective of people around me, of life, and of course, of books in general. It was like a wake up call for me to grow out of Tinkle and Famous Five. I'm still growing out of them, but that's a different issue.
I'll always remember the rainy-railway station, the oh-so-crowded waiting hall and the ride back home at three in the morning. I was still reading when I finally went to bed and had a nightmare.
In spite of everything I said, this is one of favourites!
That's enough for now.
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