The God of Small Things

The God of Small ThingsThe God of Small Things by Arundhati Roy

My rating: 4 of 5 stars

Don’t judge a book by its cover, is certainly not a quote for this one. It has the prettiest cover I ever saw. And the writing is equally captivating. The plot is set around Rahel-Estha, the two-egg twins, their mother and the god of loss. From the very beginning, you will be wondering what can go wrong with these simple characters with so ordinary lives and by the end when you can imagine the possibilities, you will start wishing not to happen that. Arundhati Roy may have broken quite a few “norms” of society in her story but she has well-weaved the story of Paradise Pickles and Preserves, Airport Fairy, the Boy in Pointed shoes and well-portrayed the bond between two dizygotic twins, the twins and the Sophie Mol & a woman and the God of Small Things.

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Some and those Others 

Some days will be happier and some will be harder

Both will be worth, live to enjoy them.

Some friends will stay for longer and some will for shorter

Both will be worth, cherish to have them.

Some paths will be easier and some will be trickier

Both will be worth, learn from them.

Some smiles will be genuine and some will be courtesy

Both will be worth, smile back at them.

The only thing, your reaction will be of one course

Some and those others will have its own special purpose.
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Dust if you must -A deeper meaning

Dust If You Must
by Rose Milligan

Dust if you must, but wouldn’t it be better
To paint a picture, or write a letter,
Bake a cake, or plant a seed;
Ponder the difference between want and need?

Dust if you must, but there’s not much time,
With rivers to swim, and mountains to climb;
Music to hear, and books to read;
Friends to cherish, and life to lead.

Dust if you must, but the world’s out there
With the sun in your eyes, and the wind in your hair;
A flutter of snow, a shower of rain,
This day will not come around again.

Dust if you must, but bear in mind,
Old age will come and it’s not kind.
And when you go (and go you must)
You, yourself, will make more dust.

Only when you see every trivial routine chores as dusting, you will be able to see an abundant pile of goals to achieve and miles to cover. So lets move to them what is really worthwhile and important. Cheers!!

aspiring poet :P


Wo sunsan raastey
Jinpe chalte chalte kabhi mile the hum
Jinpe chalte chalte mehsoos kiya tha humne
Chhoti chhoti khushiyan jo thi unn raaston se judi!
Aaj lag rha hai kafi peeche reh gyi hain wo
Kuch sunahri kuch syah yaadon k sath!
Kabhi na chaha tha kisi ne ye
Par lagta h yhi thi khuda ki marji!
Humein tha khud pe bharosha
Aur aap-pe aur apne khuda pe
Aur sabse jyada hamari dosti pe!
Par lagta h sare sapnon bas ek hi anjaam liye aate hain
Wo toot-te hain, toot k bikhar jate hain!
Bas reh jate hain hum, hmari yaadein
Aur ek bujhi si umeed unn sapnon k jud jaane ka!
Jindagi rukti nai kisi bhi sapne k liye
Kabhi chalti h ye sapne dekhne k liye
Aur kabhi toote sapnon k jud jaane ki ummed liye!!