Erich Segal

I revisited two books by Erich Segal - Doctors & Acts of Faith. While they certainly could not match his Man Woman & Child or Love Story, I liked both these books as a teenager because of its elaborate details on the life of medical students & life led as a Jewish or Christian kid.

The characters symbolized for me love of a format that was more valuable than the first surge of hormones or just plain boy meets girl. The love described in both had innocence yet complete awareness of each other as people first. While Tim & Deborah were separated in faith though similar in ambitions, Barney & Laura were similar in profession yet separated by their platonic friendship. Hence each of them had their reason to maintain their relationship as they did.

Reading these books after a very long time, I realize that they were just OK books but I had my reason to like them enough to remember them.

I do not feel the same about his book Prizes. Though the track of Jerry & Isabel had captured my imagination.

Looks like I did go on a buying spree after reading Man, Woman & Child - my personal favorite. Liked it better than Love Story. 

Wait

We are destined to bear the wait for that very thing that will define us.

Each lesson came just when we were ready to learn it.

Never it happened before its time, and that alone keeps me going...

Change

Oh the changes that come about in people, places and things! It is interesting to see that those changes are actually in me. And I am looking at them with new pair of eyes. Will never know if it is as I see it now or is really as I saw it once!

Dull Day

And the rains won't stop, making this day one of the dullest one possible. Yet the interesting bit in this day is the fact that it is a dull day that I will remember for a while. 

Simoquin and Meluha

So The Meluha could not stir the emotions in me, I thought it would. Rather it turned out to be a germ of an idea, elaborated as an after thought, meticulously incorporating everything that could further the story.

But Simoquin on the other hand, is a new language itself. It is like being drawn into a magical world effortlessly, praising every turn of phrase or clever use of a known factoid. And the best things is, I know it is being done knowingly, yet I want to praise the author for weaving everything so well together that it results in a new form of expression. But that is most of the time expected of a Bengali.And this one has my respect for inventing a unique way of story telling, even though everything seems so known.