Silent Musings..

Felt like saying a few words,

Only silence spoke.

Once an Avid-Reader..

Just a list of Books I have had read in the past, online. The list is not exhaustive as there were books and series of books like Harry Potter series-my first ever novel reading (in school n college), Pride and Prejudice(college), Othello(college), etc. and then donated those books as I didn’t feel like reading anything again, once read. The tick marked ones in the given list are still downloaded in my google books play directory, others with the mark of ‘downloadable’ are those which I removed from my downloaded list, but which can be downloaded again.

I am sharing this because I was such a avid-reader of novels that touched my heart and piqued my mind’s curiosity to delve into them more and more, that I even finished reading two-three books of the same novel series in a single day. But then I stopped reading novels about two years ago and other non-fictional books by the end of 2019. The reason is purely lack of interest. I just stopped delving into and/or dwelling into the fantasy world, because when you read a novel, you somehow can connect yourself to the characters and I didn’t feel like doing that anymore because my personal life’s situations got changed drastically, and thus, I felt that I could never relate to any fiction. Probably, in the future I will be able to connect with and read more of fiction as well as non-fiction, but, as of now, I have bid adieu to this reading addiction, and I am sure that it’s for good. 🙂

PS- Please zoom in the image to read the names of the soft copies of books. I could not write their names as the list is long.

Strange religious ceremony rules.

Religious ceremonies are strange. They celebrate the death of a really old one (+80 years) like that person’s long life didn’t matter enough, and mourn the death of a kid the most like he had given a lot to them. And calling it the first death anniversary after 11 months of someone’s death really goes above my head.. Why eleven months here when we don’t celebrate someone’s first birthday after 11 months of birth??

People be like- It’s been an year since she is gone.

I am like- No..Not really.. How can you adjust one whole month into it??

According to me, exact dates have special significance, be it of birth or death or anything else, and one cannot just percieve an event to have happened one month earlier than it actually happened, if that event is really important to someone.

Another thing..Why people wear dull clothes on someone’s death?? I mean, it feels like a mandatory rule and if you do not abide by it, you are a socially unacceptable weirdo culprit. I wonder, do people really go for shopping keeping in mind that somebody is about to die or purchase clothes for that particular purpose?? I cannot have that much negativity in my mind while buying clothes. Moreover, it’s more about what one feels in the soul, the grief and mourning, than what one is capable of faking on that particular occasion or day. Loss of a life is a lifetime grief and missing that one on many occassions rather than a 13 days, one month or 11 months process that you follow by rules and then forget that person like they never existed.

All in all, social norms are really strange to me. They are usually followed strictly by those who do not know themselves, their own feelings and are not in touch with their soul, and maybe, not really in touch even with someone they lost.

Humanity over culture.

I don’t get it how people become too emotional with their cultural ties and then try to bring others in that emotional loop as well. I am more into being a human than anything else and have an innate thirst and love for knowing and experiencing different cultures yet not getting attached to any particular one. So, don’t bring that punjabi, himachali, gujarati thing to me just to bond over it; I really don’t care where you belong to if you are not good enough to be called a human being. Emotionality about one’s culture actually makes me feel suffocated.