The first thing I realized after reading this book was that it had the exactness of a powerpoint presentation. Just the right number of characters that people can remember and would be turning back pages to find out who they’d actually reading about. Quick witted humour laced with sarcasm, delicately bordering on insolence. From a practical perspective perhaps, there’s not much. A boy and a girl meet, fall in love, overcome some resistance from families, but eventually get married. There. You have the story. But that would not be right. It just isn’t that simple, not yet. There’s a lot more to it, still. The obsession of north Indians with food, and of south Indians with education. The brawls in a Punjabi family and the solemnity of a madrasi home. You could almost end up doing a comparative analysis of the two. Generalizations galore, yet underline the uniqueness of the human mind . The simplicity of the emotion called love, the subtleties of which make you smile, probably compare yo
Have come inafter avery long time......dnt exactly remember y i nvr blogged in during all this time....there have been times when I've started writing....reached halfway...remembered smthing else and left tht blog nd gone away........so much has happened during these 2 years....i've grown..matured (ok...smwat may be!).....seen so much...learnt so much...nd still it feels as if the journey hs just strtd.........finished college....went to work...left a company...joined another...the transition happened without much emotions or drama.......immersed myself in work in this new company...keeping it a priority above everythng else........days pased......the work continued......months went by without a break...with the occasional hi - hello to friends....and meeting up wid them occasionally....all in all..a very busy time.......seem to have lost a good number of friends maybe.......people hu were really important at some or other point of time....seem to have drifted away....and attem