My January 2021 Book Basket

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My Book Basket for January 2021 is filled with books I am looking forward to read and talk about. Discussing it, sharing snippets about it and reliving the experience of reading the book is my kinda write-up.

I started reading books at a very young age, devoured on comics, novels, biographies, magazines and anything that was offered to me. Studying and reading happened simultaneously. Even when I wasn’t reading, I would keep track of the new releases, new authors, read reviews wherever possible. Reading is my way of rejuvenation.

Reading for me is sacred, it is an experience never to be forgotten. Tucked away in a corner with hot coffee, daring a wide-eyed adventure on a couch is what I vouch for, it could be a heart-warming story that fills me with never-experienced emotions. Personal stories about real people influence me greatly. Self-Help books bring within me a never-give-up attitude.

Reading is a unique experience, it helps you discover yourself, it offers answers to questions that were never phrased, it takes you places, it simmers down your bubbling emotions, it fills you with peace.

This January 2021, I hope to bring you joy with a couple of books written by first-time authors. A paper-back edition is something I cherish, and after holding the book, I just can’t wait to share my thoughts on them. They have succeeded in giving me a different perspective of life in itself. Kudos to the first-time authors of a paper-back and their amazing work.

The January Book Basket write-up would be a part of BlogaberryDazzle, S1, Jan 2021.

Bon Appétit

Chef: Voilà ma chérie

Chef’s wife: Thank you so much!

Chef: Your welcome!

Chef’s wife: At home today!

Chef: This really feels at home.

Chef’s wife: Yes, I know. This is home!

Chef: Our home.

Chef’s wife: So what’s the plan?

Chef: For what?

Chef’s wife: The Diwali plan.

Chef: Yeah! Tell me about it.

Chef’s wife: We discussed about it.

Chef: Yes, we did. Tell me the final plan.

Chef’s wife: The restaurant is going to be set up in Pune. I would be travelling every weekend to Pune, have scheduled meetings in the afternoons with the manager, with the stewards in the early evening before the crowd sets in, with support staff on Saturday morning. I need to connect with them.

Chef: And the chef?

Chef’s wife: You tell me, when would be a good time to set a meeting with her.

Chef: Post 9 P.M. Dinner is usually done by then, maybe a little later. Why don’t you ask her?

Chef’s wife: Yes, will do it.

Chef: This dream project is going to be super successful.

Chef’s wife: Yes, it will

Chef: I remember the day you told me about it. A new dawn, a new you was talking to me. I was never inclined to think in this direction. You wanting to save the young adolescents and give them a life.

Chef’s wife: It isn’t me giving them a life. I have a plan,and hopefully it works.

Chef: To a layman like me who knows about nothing but the fruit and vegetable markets, the spices and kitchen, you seem to be doing something different.

Chef’s wife: Yes, it is different. There are some articles in the newspapers with journalists being skeptical, I just have my fingers crossed, my tasks completed and a daily prayer.

Chef: That’s all in place.

Chef’s wife: (Eyes closed) Can’t wait to get started.

Chef: Yes, the finest restaurant in India where the chef, the managers, the stewards, the support staff and you, my dear are all women. And the guess would be women.

Chef’s wife: I will be personally monitoring all the activities, and this will prove that women support women, and we already have the organisations all over the globe ready to offer funds.

Chef: That is news to me!

Chef’s wife: Yes, The Head Chef of Bon Appétit just called.

Chef: So where is our young lady?

Chef’s wife: She called to inform that she would be arriving directly at Pune for the opening ceremony. She said that she had messaged you.

Chef: Like father, like daughter!

Don Quixote is a classic written by MIguel de Cervantes in Spanish. It follows the journey of Alonso Quijano who renames himself Don Quixote. Don Quixote enters the chivalric world in his imagination and sets off on an impractical pursuit of idealistic goals, he wants to save the world. He doesn’t accept his current reality and is determined to change what it wrong, but in a way that is not practical.

Questy Musings is a musing with a question. What do you think of a restaurant for the women and by the women? Subtle messages get stronger by the day. A small initiative could lead to a change. There are some organisations run by women, countries run by women. Do you think we need to see more of them. Why? Why is it that I need to write this post. There is an emotion that drives these thoughts. Why does it even arise? There is an aura of inequality that exists and some choose to ignore it. I do not. And try in my small way to change it

A Don Quixote exists in each of us, we want to change the world, the difference is he followed all the truth in the chivalry romances he had read, he stood ground for all what he wanted. Today,if someone does that, we are called crazy, insane and quixotic.

Through Quixotic conversations, discover the quixotic emotions, discover how relationships are built through emotions and conversations, and not societal norms.

Initiate conversations. Discussion, brainstorm and create a change.

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Where does learning take place?

Does learning take place only at school, college and university?

Formal Education gives you an identity and takes you ahead personally and professionally. It is indispensable.

Education, learning, teaching, studying takes place everywhere, it is accessible only if one is observant. A person absorbs information in different ways, be it an auditory process, a visual experience or an emotional trigger.

Right from the minute one wakes up, a plethora of sounds and images are presented in the form of daily routine, the running tap water while brushing, the smell of freshly-boiled milk detested by most children, the sharp turning of the geyser with the hotwater sizzling out into the bucket, the slish-slash sound of the latch, most of this with the background of family members nitter-natter, or the burrrr sound of the vehicles, if you are in a quiet locality, the chirping of the birds and sudden flutter of the birds going about their routine.

Science and art and present everywhere around us. All we need to do is look with a keen eye. Have a word with your parents, and you will be enlightened financially. Take a gander at the kitchen with everything at one arm distance, or even one glance distance. Just watch the homemaker in the kitchen, her/his hands move faster than her eyes, she/he knows where everything is. Watch one of your parents drive the car. They look on the road but can change gears, slow down, accelerate, roll down the window, turn on and off the AC without actually looking. The same way a child knows in and out of his school, recall the last PTM you went along with her/him. Her/his legs catch speed at the entrance and are hardly on the ground rearing to visit every corner with coloured clothes, trying to experience the same school emotions without a school bag, but with a different companion this time.

The summer vacation is one of the best teachers. Each time, the school re-opens, you are compared to the person existing withing you a few months ago. A change in personality, a feeling of growing a year older. Even after your birthday, you don’t experience such a large change. The visit to the grand-ma’s house, catching up on films and TV series missed during the academic year, learning to cook that breakfast, or re-heat the breakfast the morning you chose to wake up late, participating in household activities, understanding that mangoes need to be kept in water, can be eaten with or without the peel, whether it needs refrigeration or not, making mik shakes, or pickle, or muraba, all contributes to learning. Interacting with cousins who hail from different cities, dressing up for functions and trying to be extra careful while consuming the colourful-looking dishes are as important as attending school.

Travel is another teacher, it makes you look at the world with a different pair of eyes. Visiting contrasting cities, being a part of the noteworthy culture, finding yourself outlandish but with a streak of sanity teaches you a lot in the bargain. Travel in the school bus, the cab, your car, your two-wheeler, the auto, the cycle rickshaw, the metro, the aircraft, each one is a unique experience on its own. You feel like a different person when in a different mode of transport.

Schools and colleges are the best place to be in to receive formal education. Along with them, each day anywhere is a unique learning experience. Make the best of each situation, grab every opportunity that comes with a practical experience.

Questy Musings is a musing with a question. Where do you think learning takes place? Also do you think learning is a natural experience or can it be enforced? Why is school given importance during childhood? What values does it inculcate apart from formal education? Well, my views are in the form of this write-up. Looking forward to hear yours.

This post is written as a part of Blogchatter’s #CauseAChatter program. Writing with a purpose is a concept that made me delve into the realisation that a word written, spoken or heard can bring about a change. Let’s change our thoughts, our perspectives, think and act towards the benefit of the people we interact with in any way.