The kind of people I stay away from

I thought I am the only one being weird, but recently when I was talking about this to my close friends, I came to know that they feel the same way. So now I know, I am not alone and also I understood why we have been best friends for 8+ years :P

So coming to the being weird part, what is it that I do?

I stay away from people who are very expressive and show lot of emotions. I have no idea why I do that. But I can never bring myself to talk to those expressive kinds.

When I see something beautiful, say a peacock, the max I can say is, ‘see, the peacock is beautiful’. No more no less. But the kind I mentioned above, when they see a peacock, they go, ‘see, oh my god, the peacock is sooooo beautiful’ with some bizarre facial expressions.

Like this

The moment I see someone like that, my brain tells me to stay away from them. Like I said before, I never know why. My brain doesn’t give me a valid reason. Just an order that I obey without questioning.

It’s not that I don’t like them. May be my brain has a simple wiring and it’s finding it difficult to process such complex expressions.

Some friends even tease me for being so expressionless. To them, this is my branded emoticon.

K

Restating myself again… I don’t have anything against individuals who are very expressive. Just as I find the expressiveness repelling, some may find my expressionless-ness repelling. 

It’s a weird world with lot of weird folks in it and I am just one of them.

Peace!

The book I fell in love with

The book that I fell in love with was a Tamil novel. It was the first novel that I started with when I was in my 6^th grade.

Quite a big book to start with.

Did I have any interest in reading books/ novels? Nope… none.

Then why did I start with that book? It was because of my mom.

She insisted on reading that book and promised me that I will love it. Then she handed me a hard bound book which felt heavy on my tender little hands. She said there were four more like this. Oh God! Four more!!

I knew how much she loved that book. She collected the pages from a weekly magazine that published this story and bound each volume separately. It was her treasure.

One fine day, I took the heavy first volume and set it down on my lap.

Flip… flip… flip… flip… flip…

I turned through the pages and found some wonderful drawings. I assured myself that it’s going to be good and started reading it.

Author was talking about a man riding a horse. Whoa! He must be the hero. So where is he going??? He is riding his tired horse very slowly enjoying the beauty of a water reservoir. Awesome! Where is he going then? The wave with its foam is a beautiful sight and the hero is travelling grasping all these beauties. Wow! What a description? Now please tell me where he is going. He saw some men and children standing in the water and eating something. God! Enough of the description where is he going? On the banks, the ladies formed circles and were singing and dancing. That’s it. I can’t read it anymore.

Few days passed. It was summer vacation and I had nothing to do. I was thinking about the novel again. Mom loved that book. So I decided to give it another shot. I took the book and placed it on my lap for the second time.

Here he comes on the horse again.

I didn't want to give up too early like last time, so I continued to read. I read a few pages. I felt like the story was moving very slow. I lost interest and closed the book.

School reopened. I was in my 7^th grade. I had forgotten about the novel by this time. Then I saw the same book in school library. It was a small soft bound book.

I borrowed the book and started reading it. This time I made a resolution to myself that I will finish the book no matter what. I started reading with patience and I continued to read. As i read, I was into the book. I was with the characters in the novel and everything was happening around me. I was riding horses, fighting swords, hiding, plotting and I cried when they cried, I laughed when they laughed.

I wasn't just reading it. I started living it.

Finished the first volume in just 2 days and then borrowed the other 4 from library. I finished the whole novel, all 5 volumes in under a month.

I didn't want to keep the book down. I wanted the story to go on and on without an end. Reading this book was one of the most memorable things that happened to me. 

But that’s life, is it not? Everything that begins must end.

I was in love with the novel. How can I let go of it? I couldn't.

I started reading it again. But this time I didn't borrow it from library. I got my mom’s book. The second time, my love for the book grew more. Thus I read it for the third, fourth and fifth time and my love kept growing each time I read the book.

I realized the pleasure in reading and thus I began reading various books. I have read quite a few books so far. But this book always stayed on top of ‘The Books I Love’ list.

Now I am planning on reading it again for the 6^th time.

The book I fell in love with- ‘PONNIYIN SELVAN’ authored by KALKI KRISHNAMURTHY.

Happy Reading!

My First Blog

Do I believe in GOD?

My first blog and I thought it’s apt to write about a very basic feeling – belief.

Every person has something that they believe in. Belief is what really drives us. We need something or someone to cling on to. And that something will be God for some. For me, it’s the very same basic feel that I am talking about.

Baffled? Let me elaborate.  

Do I believe in God? I believe that, it is belief and not God, which has the power to make things happen. I don’t pray to God because I don’t think God will answer my prayer. If I want something I will not be asking God for it. Instead I will believe that I will get it. Now you might ask me, will just believing give me what I want? I am asking you, will just praying God give you what you want? No, right? We should work towards getting what we want and only then we will get it.

There are people who would say, I prayed to God and he did answer. I see a missing piece here. Do you?  If yes, that’s great. Join the clubJ. If no, then look at this - These same people who say God answered their prayer are the ones that say God will answer our prayer only if we believe in our prayer. Got it now, didn’t you? Yes, it is belief.

For God to answer one’s prayer there has to be belief. So belief is the real essence. I am not saying that I have never been to temple. I go with my parents and friends. I also pray. But the difference is, when others pray to the God that they believe in, I pray the God that I believe in. And the God that I believe in is Belief.

So do I believe in God? Yes, I do. J

I am not saying that I am right and all others who pray to God are wrong. I am just saying that belief is the essence. Believe in what you believe, because belief has the power to make things happen.