Uncensored Ramblings
Reading a book by an author that I used to love as a child awakened something in me. Something so strong, that I had to put the book down and start blogging(rambling) immediately. A feeling that I am sure is shared by many, but so difficult to put down in words. A sense of pride, belonging, nostalgia, good memories, freedom, happiness and a mixture of all the good things in life. It is something that you miss; something that you want to talk about; something that makes you check if your best friend of 19 years is still online... A something that is definitely hard to describe.. It reminds me of the soft chuckles at the back of my parent's car (reading a PG Wodehouse), the times that I sat huddled on a couch burning the midnight oil during the holidays, the voracious reading sprees(4-5 books in a week), the unending debate about who the best character in Gone With the Wind is, repeating word for word the famous conversation between Yossarin and Doc Daneeka in Catch-22, the time I r...