Everytime I start reading a Malayalam book, I start off with a lot of enthusiasm – grand plans on how I’m going to read it, absorb it and talk about it eloquently to anyone who will listen. And almost everytime, I lose interest halfway through. Well, lose interest is too broad a term. What actually happens is I give up on the language.
I’m gonna go out on a limb and say this happens to everyone. Almost everyone, at least. That feeling of “wow! I’m an adult now? When did that happen?” One of the instances of that feeling accosting me occurred last weekend. I was at my sister’s place and was out for an evening walk with… Continue reading When did I become a grown up?
The catch about having something to look forward to in life is that you often get consumed in what you will do that you often forget to enjoy what you ARE doing.