They say it grows so cold up here in winter that a mans laughter freezes in his throat and chokes him to death
I’d let his whole khalasar fuck you if need be, sweet sister, all forty thousand men, and their horses too if that was what it took to get my army.
Where the king goes, the realm follows.
“Can a man still be brave if he’s afraid?”
“That is the only time a man can be brave” his father told him.
The king dies, and the hand is buried.
I realized that I have totally ignored my List, the soul purpose of starting this blog.
I just got carried away for some reason. And now I think I should focus back on my bucket list.
Only interesting update about the list is – I could strike off one thing!! That is completing a marathon!!! *applauds and whistles and drums*
1 out of 40.
And yet I have not given up on my list. I think deserves all the applauds and whistles and drums!!
Rickon had refused to come down. He was up in his chamber, red-eyed and defiant. “No!” he’d screamed when Bran has asked if he didn’t want to say farewell to Robb. “No farewell”
“I told him,” Bran said. “He says, no one ever comes back.”
Robb Stark is 15 years old, who has called all his bannermen, the armies of the lords from the North, and is marching a war against the king in the south because they have imprisoned his father. His brother Bran is just 7 and is now going to be the lord of Winterfell, their kingdom, in absence of his father and older brother. Their younger brother, Rickon, is 3 and in complete state of denial. All of them, his brothers, sisters, mother and father, have gone to different places. And they are not coming back.
While I was watching Game of Thrones TV series, I had completely neglected all the other Starks but Ned and Jon. Ned because of his honor, and Jon, because he is a bastard, the poor fellow without love of parents. But as I finished reading the first book, I could read through every ones mind and I realized, that all the Starks had their piece of plight. And the fact that they are so young makes my heart ache for them even more.
Because their father is in captive under false allegation, Robb has no other option but to announce a war against the ruling king. Till yesterday, he was practicing with a wooden sword and today, he has to lead an army of 18,000 soldiers. Leading them means making every one of them believe that he is no more a kid of 15, but a lord, all grown up and responsible, capable of taking right decisions, and being just to every life that will be lost in the battle.
“I wish father was here.”
“I don’t want to go. But I have to go.” He would say.
Bran didn’t know how he was going to be the lord of Winterfell, when he couldn’t even walk on his own. He could hear people murmur about him being a crippled lordling. With all his dreams of three-eyed raven that no one could comprehend, he must be wondering what is happening with their lives. “You cannot walk, but you can fly!” The raven would tell him in his dream. But how? Nobody knew.
Bran also had to take care of little Rickon. Since the day Bran had fallen from tower, he was in coma. And their lady mother was in a trauma. She sat beside him day and night, praying to Gods, to keep him alive. Their father had gone to kings land with thier sisters to protect the then king, who was dead now. Rickon would just wander on his own, not knowing what to do. He would follow Robb wherever he would go. Even Robb didn’t know how to console him. When their mother was out of the shock, she too had to go to king’s land to meet their father. She hasn’t come back either. And now Robb is going too.
“No one ever comes back!” He knew it well.
But they didn’t want to. They had to.
Finally I am glad to be in Netherlands, to be with my husband!! After a long distance of so many miles for around 5 months, it’s good to see him in person (unlike on video chats and in photos)
Plus Amsterdam is indeed a very beautiful place. And weather her is so pleasant. Being from Mumbai, I am not used to so calm and cool environment. Also, there is very little traffic on the roads and people very properly follow the rules. There is a separate lane for cycles. While walking, people make use of footpaths which is very rarely in seen in India. And even if some one is stranger, they will greet you with a smile, it is a really good practice. Overall, it generates a feel good factor.
Recently I realised that, I have to keep on reading something daily, if I really wish to carry forward my reading habit.
So you see, it’s not really a love for reading that keeps you going but it’
is habit of reading that is necessary.
Why do I think reading habit is necessary??
Most important thing that you get by reading is knowing about the world just by sitting in your room. For example, now I am reading Shiva triology. The book talks about ancient India. So I got to know about different rivers flowing in different parts of country which I had learnt in school, but eventually forgot. I learnt that there is a river tsangpo in Tibet which joins bramhaputra river of India. There was a big vishnu temple in ujjain. It is river narmada that divides India in North and south. I also learnt few reasons behind Indian rituals and customs and mythological stories. Just by sitting in my study.
Another advantage of reading is, it keeps you engaged. It keeps you away from unnecessary chaos, because we are so into that book. We try to avoid everything to spend some time reading what happens next. And if at all we decide to engage into something, it only empowers us with the knowledge!
We learn about usage of words, phrases. We learn about language. We learn about different cultures, different people through their style of writing.
Most of the readers will agree that reading encourages us to write! It paves a way for our thoughts, it let’s them flow in a manner that has influenced us.
I think these more than enough reasons why I should put a reading habit and give my best to it!
Keep reading, keep sharing!
After a long time, I am back to my old hobby, READING. I must agree, I struggled to finish these 2 books – Emma and The Alchemist. And to be honest, I didn’t even read Emma till the last page. Maybe I will go back some time to finish it but I am almost at the end. I am done with The Alchemist. And here I am with a post on the book. *ta da*
Though, you must know that this is not a review.
The story is about a boy from Spain, Santiago who likes to travel. He chooses to become a shepherd. Because shepherd gets to travel a lot, with his sheep. This shepherd has a dream, of going to pyramids where he believes he is going to find some hidden treasure. This dream is referred as his destiny or in some versions of book as personal legend. He meets different people on his way of achieving his destiny. They all seem to push him to make it reality. As the writer often says – when we wish for something, entire universe conspires for that wish to come true.
Paulo has nicely described everything. He tells how some people don’t achieve their dreams, some just don’t want it to come true while some are worried about the failures or about other things they will lose on their way.
The book has a nice conversation between the boy and his heart, a kind which we all should have with ours. He do meets lot of problems on his way, and he does fight hard and does everything that he is supposed to do in order to achieve his dream. And the people around him support his efforts.
The Alchemist made me think of my dream. I will not say I have completely given up. But I had stopped trying. Perhaps I will re-think about it. Or I have already started thinking about it. I want my dreams to come true. Now that I have met my partner, my soul mate, I think there should be nothing to stop me from working hard. That’s where I lack. And I don’t dare to give up things. The conversations in the book were eye opener to me. I feel like I really need to give it another chance. I need to talk to AK about this. Only I don’t know where to start from. The dream is too big and may be very vague to explain. But I have to do it. Or there will only be regret at the end.
I would love to write on this blog, how the universe conspired to make my dream into reality!
Keep watching the space 😉
Thanks Paulo Coelho for this inspiring book. May be this book is the first sign. And thanks dad for gifting it to me!!
A must read, at least once in your life time.