Bubbles

Bubble #2 – ‘I Don’t Wear Sunscreen’

Thanks Kavipriya Moorthy, the author of ‘I Don’t Wear Sunscreen’ for pulling me out of the passive reading trap, where i have been stuck for a set of months in a row,  with a gripping piece of work.

I don’t wear sunscreen‘ is a satisfying read with a sprinkle of surprises allover. The story revolves around a girl named Laksha and captures her life spanning from sweet sixteen till her mid twenties, and portrays a clear shot into a girl’s emotional bliss and battles.

While running through the first few pages of the book I felt like having guessed every next move of the characters, but the author had knocked off my ego with a rain of punches in the further pages, where i witnessed a unanticipated plot end. I believe the book’s highlight is its simplicity and elegance; thanks to the appropriate vocabulary. And the setbacks are the plot’s abrupt end and the frequent intrapersonal-communications. I fell in love with the book’s title when i knew the reason behind it through the book. However, I would really suggest the book for readers and it’s really a good read.

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The book can be bought at Flipkart, Amazon, bookadda, infibeam, sapna and shopclues.

Author Kavipriya Moorthy whom I fondly call ‘Kavi’ is a business analyst, blogger, creative and fun filled personality, and most importantly my Paasa Malar – Thangachi. ‘I don’t wear sunscreen‘ is her first book and I am all excited about her next book which is in progress. Along with you my reader, I wish Kavi a very great writing journey and good luck.

Bubble #1 – ‘The Prophet’ and ‘Me’

“What the hell? Couldn’t understand even a page”.This was my first thought  when i first opened that book.

I had bought that book in a ‘used books shop’ that Sunday.

I had just opened that book, and couldn’t get along with the words and the version of English  the author had used.

I could only see some mysterious paintings on one side and a cluster of mysterious words on the other.

The book was so mysterious; I just tried crossing a page and couldn’t resit any further; just threw the book away and went off.

Few weeks later,

Unfortunately the same book caught my eyes, with all my hesitation i took it again to read.

No use, threw the book again even before crossing the very first page.

It had happened almost seven such times (i guess seven, it could be even more.. 🙂 ),

but it wasn’t the same the eighth time.

Somehow, i managed to cross that legendary first page and i felt there is something waiting for me in there.

As i felt, the book unfolded an ineffable joy, beauty, wisdom and most importantly its own questions.

The book am talking about is ‘The Prophet’ by my beloved Kahlil Gibran.

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The Prophet

I started adoring the book and its contents a lot. Ever since from then, i ain’t the same ‘Me’.

Every morning, i woke and read that from the very first page till a page more than where i left the previous day.

And even now, it remains as the best thing that I’ve ever read. I can’t write a review for that book, even if I try it would be like a blind explaining the beauty to an other blind.

It is a beautiful experience than just a book and i could see ‘The Prophet’ walking with ‘Me’ every now and then.

For those of you who would like to meet the prophet in ebook form : http://www.holybooks.com/the-prophet-by-khalil-gibran/

With all gratitude…

Mr.Lunatic