Been busy.
*Spoiler*
My last book was 'Message in the Bottle' by Nicholas Sparks. I have been really busy, so I couldn't read anything else. So, I settled down for some sweet romantic book. Because reading them is like watching a soap on TV. No need to put extra effort to read. Just sit back, relax and read. Things are always in great detail. Like the colour of the walls, the entire building plan of the beach house, how far the dresser is from the bed, everything. I don't think I'm exaggerating, I'm just being sarcastic. But my sarcasm is so fake. I don't want to admit that I liked this book. But I liked it. There you go. I said it. I liked this book. Why? ONLY because I was caught off guard. I totally forgot that someone always dies in Nicholas Sparks books. Mostly. By the time 'the someone' died I was shocked and saddened and there also might have been a few, very feeeww tears.
Anyway, the book was ok. Like all lovey-dovey stories, everything goes well; no real problems. The biggest problem will be something like phone call delayed for like twenty minutes. The twenty minutes would be stretched to forty pages.
But this book and the silly experience made me realise something. You tend to like a person more when the person dies. Let me put it in a less crude way - You never realise the value of something until it is gone. Also, you (me) will like a book better if someone important in that book dies. Hehe!
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