Monthly Archives: December 2011

a swarm of mosquitos

I was with a friend by the lake side when a swarm of mosquitoes came murmuring above my head!

My friend was terrified at first. She gave out a weak cry!  There was not a single of them over her head. It felt a little weird. Why me? Is it my dandruff attracting them?

The Prophet

by Kahlil Gibran

Written so beautifully that words flowed so fast under my moving gaze. I had to force myself to slow down and ponder on the many thoughts packed in those elegant lines.

Here is a book for the soul searchers. Every time you read, you see something new!

The book was illustrated with Gibran’s own drawings. Put on some sufi music. Read. Reread.
‘And the treasure of your infinite depths would be revealed to your eyes’.

embarking on two weeks of craziness

Exams, assignments and presentations are around the corner. I refused to touch the books too early, but surely I have to start tomorrow. There is no way I could hold them pending for any longer.

I celebrated  the last day of freedom, by going out for pizza and doing a bit of gardening. Rosemary and mint has been added to my garden!

The thought of being confined to home makes me a little sad on the account that the weather is so pretty. Thai winter is so pleasant. Not too hot, not too cold, just right!

The Kite Runner

Two years ago my friend Hajja bought this book. She told me about how it made her cry and also about some ideas in the book she could not agree with. She urged me to read and repeated what a fantastic read it was. But I did not. I had zero interest in reading back then.

Now and then, tears glistened in my eyes as I read the book, but when I read the excerpt above I had to laugh.

I got the excerpt from here.