Today, I got hit by a bout of nostalgia.
A bout of nostalgia mixed with home-sickness and a wonder at how small this world is. Let me tell you why.
Yesterday was pretty rare and special.
Being the cheapskate reader that I am, I had picked up a couple of 1$ books from the local half-price books (including some by Indian authors). I was flying down to California to meet my sis and so picked up the lightest book of the lot for the trip. A book called "The Marriage Bureau for Rich People" by Farahad Zama.
So, I start reading the book and slowly things start popping out at me. Familiar terms, places, experiences. Before long, I realized that the book was based in my home state. And it did not take me much longer to realize that it was actually based in my hometown. Ahh. That's when it hit me. That nostalgia thing. and home-sickness. And the wonder of this world being such a small place.
Farahad seems to have lived in the same Vizag that I did. He speaks of places I frequented and experiences I enjoyed.
The book itself was pretty good. A chick-flicky book, but not bad.
Well, so it's been 6 years since I blogged last. A lot has changed in my life. A lot of me has changed.
But when I read the book, I just had to write it down. and this seemed like the ideal place...
Maybe I'm back... maybe I'm not. We'll see :)
A bout of nostalgia mixed with home-sickness and a wonder at how small this world is. Let me tell you why.
Being the cheapskate reader that I am, I had picked up a couple of 1$ books from the local half-price books (including some by Indian authors). I was flying down to California to meet my sis and so picked up the lightest book of the lot for the trip. A book called "The Marriage Bureau for Rich People" by Farahad Zama.
So, I start reading the book and slowly things start popping out at me. Familiar terms, places, experiences. Before long, I realized that the book was based in my home state. And it did not take me much longer to realize that it was actually based in my hometown. Ahh. That's when it hit me. That nostalgia thing. and home-sickness. And the wonder of this world being such a small place.
Farahad seems to have lived in the same Vizag that I did. He speaks of places I frequented and experiences I enjoyed.
The book itself was pretty good. A chick-flicky book, but not bad.
Well, so it's been 6 years since I blogged last. A lot has changed in my life. A lot of me has changed.
But when I read the book, I just had to write it down. and this seemed like the ideal place...
Maybe I'm back... maybe I'm not. We'll see :)
