I would have to say Elizabeth Bennet. And Mr. Darcy. And Edmund Dantes. And Atticus Finch. But then there is the incomparable Albus Brian Wulfric Percival Dumbledore. And he deserves a separate category all to himself for being so fantastically awesome.
Just reading the comments under the prompt has introduced me to so many literary works that I was previously unaware of. And it has provided me with the next book on my reading challenge. I’m going to just go ahead and start reading “Little Women” and stop worrying that I’ll be drawing comparisons with Pride and Prejudice with every page. Will update here about the progress. Had a long overdue super engaging conversation with P about ‘Cursed Child’ and ‘Go Set a Watchman’ two books that I intensely dislike, now that she’s finished reading them.
Speaking of books, I seem to be spend a great deal of time worrying about the future of charming bookstores. I love getting lost in some of these places where I proceed to glean through as many books as I fancy while curled up on a comfy sofa next to a huge window letting in beams of sunlight. It’s almost a religious ritual with me and I fear the loss of it. And what about bookmarks? Will the next generation even know about the charm of bookmarks? Let alone know what a bookmark is? I’ve heard of people leaving books to friends and family. I’ve benefacted from having received such a gift too and for which my mind, language and bookshelf are richer. How does the digitisation of books allow one to share such a gift in the future?
I may just have to open “A shop around the corner” of my own and add a cozy cafe within its confines, effectively merging my two dearest retirement plans.
On a more immediate and happy note, I think the brat misses me. Scooby has been leaving presents at my parents place these past few months for me to discover when I visit. It’s so touching that each one of them is a nod to things I absolutely loooove. That bag he got me for my birthday was super classy. The baby brother is all grown up.
Reunions when done properly are amazing right? The entire “Glam-team” minus one made it for an afternoon filled with laughter and candid conversations. It’s strange to think how many girl gangs I’ve become a part of over the years. But the wonderful thing is that every one of these groups seem to have evolved so much in the past decade and largely, I still thoroughly enjoy the company and value the friendships.
In other news, I’m spending the long weekend at mums place and was surprised to find a parcel with my Rakshabandhan gift left on top of my pillow with a note from Scooby. It’s nice that the baby brother remembers, even though he is far away on vacation.
Just like much of the informed world, I’ve spent last week having super polarising conversations about the Google unconscious bias and FB AI debacle. One one issue I think it does exist and there is no reason why anyone should be penalised for starting an honest debate. On the latter one I have only one thing to ask: “Mr. Zuckerberg, CUT IT OUT!!!! Have you heard of ULTRON?!!!!!!”
After last nights performance it dawned on me that I’ve been choosing the same song for the past decade. Guess it’s time to find a new number to perform to. Any suggestions??!!
Finally got around to photographing this plain teacup that is seemingly hosting a party within. The sight of that drum-set gets me every single time. Just the notion of everything it represents appeals to me on so many levels.
Quite true isn’t it?
It’s brought back memories of never going a day without drowning in cheese during my week in Holland. Such memories I tell you.
How cute is that purple dumpling??!!!!
Btw, why in the world are so many people describing themselves as “sapiosexual” these days?!!! Do they not realise adding that term in the description space of a social networking site is in direct conflict with all that the term represents? Returning to social media for a few days allows one to look at the world in a thoroughly judgemental manner.
Especially when, there are multiple timezones and technology involved. I guess the pitfall in a techie’s life is the inevitable spread across multiple timezones. Logged in to Facebook multiple times this weekend to co-ordinate with a lot of people for a very dear friend’s fancy upcoming wedding and I got sucked into a hilarious conversation with the gang from my first job that allowed me to use all the information gathered from the current heated political climate.
In the meantime, Kini’s pictures of sailing the Lac Leman has been making me feel so nostalgic about that afternoon almost two years ago, when he and Tony dragged me to go sailing in Geneva. Such a flood of memories from that glorious year. 2015 truly was a stellar year for me.