Book Blogger Appreciation Week: Day 1

I am participating in The Estella Society‘s Book Blogger Appreciation Week (from February 15 to 19), and I will use this opportunity to write about my favourite books, bloggers, and introspect about my writing and reading habits.

Day 1: Introduce yourself by telling us about five books that represent you as a person or your interests/lifestyle.

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My doodle on ‘Matilda’

I borrowed two books from my favourite cousin, when I was about 18. They were Sidney Sheldon’s If Tomorrow Comes, and Tell Me Your Dreams. As though I decided to read only after turning 18, I read my first novel after I finished school. I have no clue about how I endured life till then. Later, I read Robin Sharma’s The Monk Who Sold His Ferrari, and a couple of books of Osho’s, because those were the kind of books my father read, and those were what I could find at home. Then I didn’t read for about four years; I don’t know why I stopped reading. Or like Gabrielle Zevin wrote in The Storied Life of A.J. Fikry, “Sometimes books don’t find us until the right time,” and perhaps, I was waiting to meet the right book. From 2012, I managed to read about 10 books every year, and have been reading more passionately from last year.

As I started late, my story is a lot similar to The Queen’s in Alan Bennett’s The Uncommon Reader. She was an opsimath too. An adorable one at that. 🙂 I am a greedy reader; I tend to ignore my family, friends, and my daily activities to steal time, and devour more books. Just like The Queen. The Uncommon Reader comforted me by saying that one is never too old for books. “You don’t put your life into your books, you find it there.”

I think I am going to be annoying like A.J. Fikry, when I grow up. 😉 And, that’s not saying something at all. “You know everything you need to know about a person from the answer to the question, What is your favorite book?” I am beginning to annoy my folks by only talking about books, or presenting books, or reading my favourite passages to them. I wish my friends and family could understand this: “They had only ever discussed books but what, in this life, is more personal than books?” 🙂

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My doodle on ‘An Unnecessary Woman’

I heart Aaliya from Rabih Alameddine’s An Unnecessary Woman. I blogged about the book a few months ago, and I wrote this, “Aaliya, the septuagenarian, from Beirut is strikingly unconventional. Technically, the childless divorcee lives alone. But, she is always in the company of great writers, and their tomes. The woman, who is a sucker for rituals, begins translating a book on the 1st of January every year. After having retired as a shop-keeper at a bookstore, Aaliya spends all her time only by reading and translating.” Besides the translation part, my life is a lot, lot like Aaliya’s. Her demons are mine, her gods are mine, and her battles are mine too. “I slipped into art to escape life. I sneaked off into literature.

Cheryl Strayed’s Wild: From Lost to Found on the Pacific Crest Trail was exactly what I wanted to read when everything was downhill. In her words, I found solace, and hope. Maybe, only because of the book, I assured myself that it was okay to fall over and over again, so long as I was prepared to pick myself up. Strayed’s Wild, and Tiny Beautiful Things nourished my soul, and I relate to most things that she explored. It takes a lot for one to forgive oneself. Strayed helped me to get started. “I was amazed that what I needed to survive could be carried on my back. And, most surprising of all, that I could carry it.”

Like the nameless narrator in Neil Gaiman’s The Ocean at the End of the Lane, my memories about my childhood flicker. To stop it from fading away completely, I often write about my childhood. And these days, to prop up my unreliable memory, I blog about every significant thing  — ugly, and beautiful — that takes place in my life. Regardless of how it might appear to the reader, I keep writing. Because one day, these blogs would matter a lot when I look back.

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My doodle on Norton Juster’s ‘The Phantom Tollbooth’

Since I am a sloth, I intend to lead a lazy life like those ordinary characters from Ruskin Bond‘s and RK Narayan‘s books. 🙂 I am a sucker for what David Michie calls pure presence in The Dalai Lama’s Cat“I like this definition of of mindfulness,” said Chogyal to Tenzin… “‘Mindfulness means paying attention to the present moment deliberately and non-judgementally.’ Nice and clear, isn’t it?” Tenzin nodded. “Not dwelling on thoughts of the post or the future, or some kind of fantasy,” elaborated Chogyal. “I like an even simpler definition by Sogyal Rinpoche,” said Tenzin, sitting back in his chair. “Pure presence.” Chogyal mused, “Hmm. No mental agitation or elaboration of any kind.” Tenzin confirmed, “Exactly. The foundation of all contentment.”

I am a lot like Hagrid from Harry Potter when it comes to animals. I find a slice of myself in every book that features animals, and children’s literature. EB White’s Charlotte’s Web, AA Milne’s Winnie The Pooh, Michael Morpurgo’s War Horse, and The Butterfly Lion, Diana Wynne Jones’s Dogsbody… 

Although the host asked us to write about five books, I ended up becoming a non-conformist on Day 1 itself. I think, I share that trait, and many more with Ifemelu. Remember Chimamanda Ngozi Adichie’s Americanah? 🙂

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35 thoughts on “Book Blogger Appreciation Week: Day 1

  1. I like how you wove all the books into your narrative. I also always find it impressive when readers can pick out the books they want to use to describe themselves. I’m not sure I could ever decide on which ones to use. But maybe it’s an exercise worth trying!

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  2. Great post.

    The idea of choosing books that represent you is a fantastic one.

    Your commentary on childhood is so interesting. I seem to have a lot of what seem to be solid memories. However, I wonder if these memories are really reliable.

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    1. Thank you, Brian. 🙂

      Childhood memories confuse me too. My sister’s memory about one event is completely different from mine. I am reminded of this passage from Gaiman’s ‘The Ocean at the End of the Lane’ again. “Different people remember things differently, and you’ll not get any two people to remember anything the same, whether they were there or not.”

      By the way, have you read the book, Brian? Did you like it?

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  3. Wow, Deepika, lovely post and nice doodles, as always. Many of your picks are personal favourites. But I love the story you have weaved into it. Books are such an integral part of life, aren’t they? I’m really glad I discovered BBAW on your blog. Have a fun week!

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  4. I love your post for much of the same reason as everyone else. I love how well you connect with words and characters when you read them – no wonder you are able to recollect passages. Beautiful post!

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  5. This post has been an eye-opener of sorts for me, D. No, it isn’t about the appropriateness of your quotes. It is more to do with the beauty of your writing – it comes from the honesty with which you open yourself. By sharing your innermost thoughts you expose yourself, for others to see you as you are – that requires courage.

    Some lines / passages that I liked:

    perhaps, I was waiting to meet the right book.

    I am a greedy reader; I tend to ignore my family, friends, and my daily activities to steal time, and devour more books. 😀

    my memories about my childhood flicker.
    Doesn’t it, for all of us? I was reminded of Stephen King’s recollection of his childhood – Mine is a fogged-out landscape from which occasional memories appear like isolated trees …

    To stop it from fading away completely, I often write about my childhood.
    How I wish that I had done it.

    I blog about every significant thing — ugly, and beautiful — that takes place in my life. Regardless of how it might appear to the reader, I keep writing.

    That’s what is beautiful about your writing. Keep writing.

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  6. What a lovely post! So many things to love in it.

    YES to this: “You know everything you need to know about a person from the answer to the question, What is your favorite book?”

    And An Unnecessary Woman is on my TBR too. . .

    Oh, and definitely yes to living in the now.

    It takes courage to write authentically—kudos to you for doing that!!

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  7. Aw, this was fantastic! I love that you included the Neil Gaiman book in particular — one of that book’s tremendous strengths to me is the way it manages to seem exactly like a childhood memory, while also being this perfect fantasy novel at the same time. He’s such a good writer.

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