What will become of me?

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I have been feeling intellectually challenged lately, and also very bored. So I went on this book-buying -binge at Om bookstores in Saket. Got a little pile of them. ‘Silk’ by Alessandro Barrico, ‘Alchemy of Desire’ by Tarun Tejpal, ‘Raise High the Roof Beam, Carpenters and Seymour’ by J.D.Salinger, ‘Sex and the City’ by Candace Bushnell, and a couple of other glittery-looking novels whose titles I have forgotten.

These were to be my sturdy rungs to intelligent redemption. However, when I reached home, I saw an unread copy of ‘A hundred years of solitude’ which I had been trying to read ever since I was in college. So,I put my recent buys on the table, lay down on the sofa and decided to finally learn about the mystery of Macondo (is that what the village is called?) But after the gypsy gets his third invention to the village, I start feeling sleepy......


And then stayed up half the night reading ‘Sex and the City.’

Comments

shub said…
:) Well you know what they say... Some books are to be tasted, others to be swallowed, and some few to be chewed and digested....
I guess Marquez falls into the last category :-)
'Love in the time of cholera' gathered dust for nearly two years before I finally got around to reading it, and it was lovely.
2:45 PM
doubtinggaurav said…
Nothing good I am afraid :-)
2:47 PM
Anonymous said…
Tch Tch U wasted money on Tejpal. And lets put a bet on who finally finishes reading 100 years . first. ive gotten halfway - thrice.
3:50 PM
DewdropDream said…
I read Sex and the City... complete waste of time innit?? So disconnected and actually made no sense... I was wondering what was the point and which editor actually had the brains to get that one published!!! Anyway.. I have a really great book to recommend.. 'About a Boy' by Nick Hornby.. read it even if you've watched the movie.. it's worth it!! Oh and The Peacock Throne by Sujit Saraf is a good read as well :)
5:27 PM
Anonymous said…
Sex and the city had the same effect on me (book i mean). And it took time to get a hang of both the way its written and the things she writes about :). I do miss watching the show :(
8:54 PM
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