Grumps and rants

Hello everyone and holiday greetings to all of you! It's that time of the year where I share my list of books read, to be joyous and to be disappointed, sadly. Earlier I'd listed books in the year of  2017 . This year hasn't been a remarkable one with respect to novel reading. Following are the books I read in 2018: Blade Still Alice The girl who played with fire The girl who kicked the hornet's nest Disobedience  Boardwalk Empire - the birth, high times and corruption of Atlantic city The Girl on the train I'm of-course disappointed with the number of books read this year and with the content I'd read in these books. I didn't really enjoy these books save one or two. I wish to improve on both these in the upcoming year. See ya!

It was snowing in morning. Light snow flakes, ones hampering your visibility, intermittently falling on eyelashes, melting on eye-glasses. The chills weren't there, it was cold. Such mornings make my knees go weak. It's not the work, or routine, it's the moment I want to sit in my room, gaze outside, see the town get coated in white dust. I get overwhelmed by these moments. Rush to work, lines on the forehead, thoughts in the subconscious mind fade away. It was similar to stomping my heart for something I cared less. I breathed in the cold air, stood in the snow at station close to office, smiled and braced self for the day ahead.

I've been maintaining a separate file for all the books I've read, seems tedious to keep it now. For good I'm going to list all the books I've read until now. They are going to overlap with the ones I'd shared recently. I can't say I've read the most fancy, or the most-read ones but the variety grew as I grew (older) or I could lay my hands upon. In no particular order they are: Angels and demons by dan brown Romance with chaos by nishant kaushik Complete sherlock holmes by sir arthur conan doyle The monk who sold his ferrari The verdict - John grisham Tell me your dreams - Sidney sheldon Harry Potter: The Philosopher's Stone  One night at call center Godfather Five point some one Master of the game - sidney sheldon The sky is falling- sidney sheldon Digital fortress- by dan brown Three mistakes of my life Any thing for you ma'am Eleven minutes- Paulo Coelho Blood line-  Sidney sheldon Oliver's story - Eric sehgal Love story ...

Tonight marks the end of year 2017. I'm at rest with the year-end and at peace how things have shaped up. I've few good news for the year-end; holidays are all lightened up for me. It's hard for me to express my solace with recent developments. Keeping the spirits high I'm listing books I read in 2017 as I'd done for 2016 : Anna Karenina translated by Constance Garnett City of thieves Night by Elie Wiesel translation by marion wiesel  Rape of Nanking the forgotten holocaust of world war II Dawn by Elie Wiesel Animal farm Old man and sea by Ernest Hemingway Day by Elie Wiesel Of mice and men Now the Hell will start One Soldier's Flight from the greatest manhunt of world War II  by Brendan I. Koerner To kill a mocking bird The martian by Andy Weir The Media Monopoly    The Grapes of wrath Thousand Splendid Suns by Khaled Hosseini  The heart divided by Mumtaz  Train to Pakistan  The Namesake  The girl with the dragon tatto...

It's been awhile I wrote something. I didn't enjoy staying away from blog. Mornings were pumped with a torrent of thoughts, many days. Missed penning them down. Anyway, I moved to NJ, close to NYC for new job. Changed place, changed friend(s), wallet, recently got a new laptop finally, new various other things. The transition was much needed, indeed. A week back or so unpacked things that were in boxes for a over a month, got rid of tonnes of papers that I've been carrying since 2013. Long time I know. Never got chance to look into them. Inertia is within me is strong to not rattle things, make changes. That fear of making things bad, breaking persists, lives inside me. I'm still trying to get hold of all the changes: commute, cooking, lunch box, knowing bus terminal, shuttle drop-offs. It's overwhelming. At work I've found the groove but things are still settling; just assembled my chair, got external monitor a few days back. New machine is pending, still. ...

For the last time I'm sitting in my endeared balcony. I guess enjoying noise from planes in the sky, sirens from ambulances. Night is beautifully pleasant, close to full moon, breezy. Wrapped in my thoughts, few brooded upon, reliving good memories, burying the heart wrenching ones (Arlington Cemetery is close by). Gazing at small whatsoever Virginia skyline with clear head, empty mind like a clean slate. One on which anything could be etched and everything could be erased, again and again. I am going to miss balcony for an indefinite period of time. My body is aching and eyes are heavy from all the packing, cleaning. Am moving. This is figuratively and literally, both. I'm moving to the world's financial capital and moving on in my life, further and farther. DC had been the city where I resided, lived more than eighteen months in last more than half-a-decade. I can't believe myself it's been really a long time of more than two and half years. Years pass by but no...

I jostle with numerous things, things that are like cake walk for many. I merely can't figure or make up my mind. It takes me time to convince myself, to gather my thoughts and make route through them. As in whence I'm jabbing keys on this laptop for blogging I've to make some outline of the post, some times it's like a fog, few times I write in multiple seatings, edit, review and again consolidate thoughts. The picture is hazy, where to start, where to end is unclear.  A decade or so back I was prepping for an entrance exam and during one of the classes we were told physics is about feel. If you can't get it then it is going to be hard. I didn't understand it for many months until practising tens of questions, writing tests I consistently scored in single digits. Later on I quit preparations for the exam and aimed lower for I realized I'm unable to get idea of things quickly, as was needed.  I realized and practised this thoroughly yet I haven't sto...