1. My attention is constantly wavering. A couple of barn swallows ( who I am assuming are here for the winter) are gliding up and down with the air currents, their wings spread out in one instant and then close to their body for a dive.
2. My son collects flowers when we take him for a walk. He asks me to help him put a frangipani flower behind his ear. He smiles as I do that and shows off to his Baba. This means that the ‘Blue is for boys, and pink is for girls and so are flowers’ age has not started for him.
3. Spent the weekend reading Those Pricey Thakur Girls by Anuja Chauhan. And it is a hilarious romantic comedy set in the 80s, in Delhi. I will be buying other books by AC, now.
Exchanging small talk with people we’ve just met may be an unfortunate necessity, but with people we already know, it seems to suggest that they’re people to whom we have nothing to say. And yet if small talk is just talk that’s idle, insignificant and without stated purpose, then surely a substantial portion of the chatter that goes on between couples, friends and (or especially) families must count as small. Banality, however, need not always be insignificant. There’s nothing earth-shattering, usually, about missing the bus, what you ate for lunch or the new dress you just bought, but these are just the mundane tidbits that make up so much of the talk between intimates. In fact, such conversations about trivialities can arguably happen only with those close to us—only the members of our inner circle do we presume to burden with the minutiae of our lives.
Taken from: Small Talk by Dora Zhang, via The Point
via Bobulate by the inimitable Liz Danzico
Again! by Emily Gravett.
But before I write more about this book, I’d like to tell you more about our ‘Storytime @ Home’.
At the end of the day, when we trudge wearily towards the bed, the little one jumps up and down on the mattress with a book. Once his father has done his share of storytelling he’s put to bed with a kiss and the attention shifts to me. After the telling of one story, comes a request for another, ‘Punha!’ (which in Marathi means Again!) or ‘Ajun ek’ (which means ‘One more!’). And in between nodding off and waking up to find him staring expectantly for another story, he’s past his bedtime.
Now substitute Cedric the Dragon for my son and Cedric’s Mum for me. And that is the story of Again!
1. Alexander McCall Smith
- The No 1 Ladies Detective Agency
The No. 1 Ladies’ Detective Agency
Tears of the Giraffe
Morality for Beautiful Girls
The Kalahari Typing School for Men
The Full Cupboard of Life
In the Company of Cheerful Ladies
Blue Shoes and Happiness
The Good Husband of Zebra Drive
The Miracle at Speedy Motors
Tea Time for the Traditionally Built
The Double Comfort Safari Club
The Saturday Big Tent Wedding Party
The Limpopo Academy of Private Detection
- The 44 Scotland Street Series
44 Scotland Street
Love Over Scotland
- The World According to Bertie
- The Unbearable Lightness of Scones
- The Importance of Being Seven
Bertie Plays The Blues
- Sunshine on Scotland Street
- The Sunday Philosophy Club Series
The Sunday Philosophy Club
Friends, Lovers, Chocolate
The Right Attitude to Rain
- The Careful Use of Compliments
- The Comfort of Saturdays
- The Lost Art of Gratitude
The Charming Quirks of Others
- The Forgotten Affairs of Youth
- The Uncommon Appeal of Clouds
- The Corduroy Mansion Series
The Dog Who Came In From The Cold
- A Conspiracy of Friends
- The 2½ Pillars of Wisdom
- Unusual Uses for Olive Oil
- Mma Ramotswe’s Cookbook
- La’s Orchestra Saves the World
- Precious and the Puggies
- Trains and Lovers
- Precious and the Monkeys