Does the kindle really kindle my reading skills.

A lot has been said about the latest e-book readers. Small and neat it holds a lot of books and also has features whih a normal book does not have. Old world book patrons have put their hands up in the air and said “nothing can ever replace a proper book” I for one, was a part of that group, buying and borrowing books every other day. Until I was given a kindle for my birthday. The parents went all “now you can buy and read books on these, see, now we won’t have three trunks full of your books only. I was kinda apprehensive but decided to give it a try. I was amazed at how fast I could buy a book and how cheap some of them were (classics are mostly free) and while I read I did not notice any difference, it was just me and various combinationd of 26 letters, 10 numbers and a variety of grammatical symbols.  I was amazed at how one could very simply highlight a sentance or word, research on google and wikipedia, share it with my friends, translate into a variety of languages and do loads and loads more on one device. Something which really caught my fancy was that the kindle will read the book out to you and that I can send pdf’s, text and word documents and images from my computer through my kindle id or through the usb cable.

Apart from the above the kindle has two experimental ideas which a user can use that of surfing the net and listening to music. For a harry potter fan I found it incredibly easy to read fanfictions from my kindle.

The one place where the kindle may missout is the speed. Things happens slowly and sometimes simple things like googling a document make the system crash.

To sum up, though I still enjoy the feel of a real book the kindle has made life easier for me. I have been able to treat myself to books of various genres on vacations and while out something I wound not been able to do with actual books.

I am not sure if my modep the kondle touch is still sold. But then a kindle is a kindle and I highly recommend it.

Forever confused,


The bucket list- the leap of faith


You know that lovely moment when you look at something and you fall in love. No I am not talking about guys here. That moment when you see something and you know you wanna do it.  One of those “do or die” things, or to rephrase it better, “do and can die” things. Huh?

Have you ever felt life makes you write a never ending bucket list? Like ohh look at that now thats on my bucket list.

Oh okay enough rambling.

So couple of years ago while watching tv I stumbled upon this show where they were showing the best water parks on the world and one of them was Atlantis which is this park in dubai and they showed the leap of faith, which is this crazy almost vertical really tall slide, ooh and did I tell you there are sharks in the water down?

So yeah long story short on 2nd January of this year I went to atlantis and I had my first real look at the leap of faith, gulped a couple of times, remembered the various gods in the world, put on a brave face(and my swimsuit) and told my mum let’s tacke the leap of faith. Five minutes later we are shivering of cold and maybe fear and watching people slide down screaming, saying some really nice words and well remembering their respective gods. So when it was my mums turn and she did it I was like heck! If she can do it I can do it too. So well I get myself into the slidey part and take my leap of faith, and then I look down and the sight isn’t realky pretty. It’s like you are jumping down a 10 storey building luckily I reach water and get done with the leap of faith.

You know you should test your boundaries, reach for the unreachable, do the undouble, and mostly love the unlivable.

Forever confused,

Ps. The image is not mine.

Some will be missed.

The balcony

In life, there comes many moments when you have to say goodbye. It could be to family, former flames, pets, friends or even materialistic things which hold a place in a great chunk of your heart.

A pisecean is known to hoard things, things important and absurd. Tiny pencils, broken picture frames, ticket stubs even friends. I for one have hoarded everything, physically and mentally, in my drawers, in my memory card or in my brain. But sadly, one aspect of the defence life is, you always move. What happens to the walls the saw you grow?, to the trees that watched you flower?, to the floor you once walked on. It stays, remains the same, and all that is left are memories.

Baby pigeons, those red flowers, the view of almost everything Delhi has to offer. That one balcony had it all. Precious moments in life, which will never come again, spent in it. But what happens when you have to say adieu?

Goodbye balcony, goodbye trees, goodbye pigeons, I’m off to write new memories. But, you will be missed.