This is not going to be blogpost reminiscing all that you missed, but rather a mere contemplation of how life in general has evolved from over seven years ago. By now, I have survived, a second re-election of the ruling party, a pandemic that cornered everyone to their homes, literally, a few foreign trips, an advancement in AI that is rendering people jobless, a third-but-cautious re-election of the ruling party, and finally, after much struggles and challenges, a lovely person to come home to. Life has been good to me in the last seven years, which my fellow readers (if any) have missed.
As I sit before my laptop, trying to wade and comb through any significant thoughts, I must also tell you that in the last 8 years, Liverpool FC have won the Champions League once and the Premier League twice. It is incredible to be a Liverpool fan at this point of time. As I write this blog, my thoughts are also drawn to the beautiful parade that LFC players undertook, and the terrible incident caused by a driver who rammed into 60+ supporters in his car. It was horrific that the parade, which was meant for a celebration ending in a horrible way.
I have a beautiful home now. From my balcony I can see deep into the Bangalore skyline. Here's a picture of it.
Those little lights near the horizon is the Bengaluru skyline, which has remained my home for over 13 years now. <May the fourth 2026> Resuming this blog post after a year, I have to add that Liverpool FC have lost a beloved player in Diogo Jota, to a brutal road accident, and the last year has been a tough year for us. Yeah, Mo Salah leaving Liverpool is truly the end of an Era at Liverpool, an era, every Liverpool fan is so proud of>
Such a long time in a single city, that I have not contemplated moving to any other. After all., all the major tech advancements in India happen in this hub. That and of course, the Bengaluru weather to thank God for this comfortable life. Funnily enough, I came across an Instagram post with a picture of Warren Buffet, and a quote, that surely didn't come from him, about how you should be grateful in life despite any uncertainties that tumble your way. I came across something similar from a character called Stratt in the book, Project Hail Mary, who before seeing off her favorite person, Dr. Ryland Grace, had cited the brutal nature of humanity and its struggle for food.
What else is up?
I have been reading a lot of books. It's really me going back to the phase of my life where I am rekindled my love for good literature. After the phase in the early to mid 2010s, and of course while I was in school. Just over the last couple of weeks, I have finished reading two books; Project Hail Mary, and Days at the Morisaki Bookshop.
Days at the Morisaki Bookshop, is the story of a young girl in Japan, Takako, who started experiencing her adult life. The book starts with a scene of Takako, getting dumped by her boyfriend who she knew from work. Unable to move on she quits her job and just refuses to step out into the world. Concerned by her reluctance to move on from reclusion, her mom makes her decide between one of the two options: arranged marriage or moving on to help her Uncle Satoru's at their used bookstore. Her uncle, is delighted to have 'Takako' help him with managing their used book store focused on modern writers of Japan. While Takako, realizes that without a job, it will be difficult to continue at her current arrangement, she decides, albeit reluctantly, that she will accept her uncle's offer, in exchange for boarding and salary. Not many things change at first, but the human mind is also funny. Even if it has seen some serious trauma, it does get bored of. Boredom gets Takako up on her feet. Slowly and steadily, she develops a taste for literature, steps out to explore a new suburb, and makes new friends. The book reads as Takako's own narration of this period of her life.
If you want to know about Project Hail Mary, there is a nice movie that came out, which people have enjoyed at the Imax theatre. I haven't watched the movie because I wanted to read the book. I'll leave that story for you to discover.
Among the other books I finished, there was a re-read of 1984 by George Orwell, and a book titled Dove, based upon the life of a teenage sailor, who takes his boat, called Dove, around the world over a period of five years. He starts off from California, heading on to Hawaii, to New Zealand, Australia, Madagascar, South Africa, the Caribbean islands, and finally back to California.
Is that all?
Nope. I have now journaled my thoughts continuously for more than a year and half now. The intention is to have a log of my undiluted thoughts, available to me and family, as a memoir. Why did I prefer a journal over a blog? It's my love for calligraphy with a fountain pen and a plain old blank pages of a diary, where my thoughts could descend without any justification or judgement.
As Miranda Priestly put it,"That's all". For now, at least.
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