Grumps and rants

After a sabbatical, I returned to my maneuver of losing myself into novel(s). This time, I picked the much talked and rated as one of the best sellers of year 2013, Inferno by Dan Brown. The novel is 5 th by author. I missed The Lost Symbol , shall get it soon though. Without losing your attention, I will take you through my experience of it. If you have read other works of Brown, then you would be familiar of his art of gluing you with small intricacies of art and designs. He never refrains from going into the minutest detail of culture,  history, and of course architecture. If you had enjoyed his previous books, this is definitely a go-go for you then. Wait, read the next paragraphs. Book again revolves and begins with Robert Langdon. This time he wakes up in Florence, Italy, with a wound on the back of his head. Suffering from amnesia, story kick starts. One sign leading to other and the chain-reaction continues. I was thrilled by the way it is tailored, simply absorbing.

Paris , the international capital of style, land where every lover would like to take his/her heart.  Pss! it was easy to trick you. Paris is also the destination for one of the heavily charged games of the year. Mightiest game, Rolland Garros, commonly known as The French Open. It has been the most exhilarating events on Tennis calendar. Not because of its red colored soil, but due to its intense collision between charismatic players, thick air of tension, endless energy, unlimited enthusiasm and the eternal greed to win. French Open is considered to be most physically grueling of all the tennis games. I am writing this post too late after French Open finale between Djoker and Nadal. Rafa defeated 2013's Wimbledon champ in semi finals, winning all the sets; announcing his opponents not to enter his realm. On the finals, weather was excruciating, making both players endure rough conditions. Only the toughest could strive relentlessly. The game started in favor of

Lets go and meet other friend(s). Seat back on scooty and hold firmly. Just don't tilt toward right when I am speeding . Trrrrrringgg!  This music is nice.   Where is this sound coming from?   Sound  emanates, incessantly, until you figure out the source, its your wise and deadly alarm. Never it misses to barge in your  dear  sleep. You got to wake up. Cursing why you had set up alarm in half awakened state, with that vanishes away your dream. You rarely see these days, don't you ? Hands desperate to press any button that can mute it, snap, you pull back blanket and start thinking about the dream again. Ensconced as if you will never have to wake up, but never does that happen, back again, this time the evil alarm drags you back from your delightful sleep. Heck , how many alarms did I set up?     10 minutes, that little duration is the one we relish, we set out alarm 10 mins before, we owe ourselves that sleep. After all the dreams we see when wide awake, we require  t