Why I read

I have been asked this question enough times in my life to be bothered by it. Most times, I just get all prickly and silently bark ‘why the heck should you be concerned’ at the questioner while the audible quip is something more puerile and polite. I do not find it odd at all, for example, if someone who is knackered and at the threshold of being comatose, wills themselves to stay up a wee bit and read a couple of pages- so that if they die in their sleep reading is the last thing they did. Hyperbole eh?

Another common but equally witless query is ‘why so many books simultaneously? Huh? Come again please. We rotate clothes and food and even people (if we can)- and yet you want me to read the same book, at one go, without regard for how or what I feel at the moment? How naive can you be?

Then, there is the problem of content. Apparently, some people find it hard to wrap their heads around to the fact that Middle Eastern history, witches, reborn kings, lone- man demolition armies, Afghani housewives, serial killers, quirks of Gandhi, Indian elections, American democracy, second- chances romance; everything is worth a read. Of course it is, just depends on the disposition at the time of choice.

Now coming back to the question of why I read. I do not have or need a reason to do so. It is not for the need for information, or want of enlightenment or to further intellect or wisdom. I do so, because I enjoy it. Period.

Till next time,

J.

P.S. – Now, if someone asks me why I am an obsessive book hoarder- there is a question I CAN answer. I attribute it to the trauma during my childhood where my parents enforced the thought upon me that reading anything other than school textbooks is an utter and almost complete waste of my time. Probably.

Day 10- Pursuits less worthy?

10 days

  1. Frozen 2 X 3 (maternal obligation)
  2. Frozen 1 (torture)
  3. Black hawk down
  4. Olympus has fallen
  5. London has fallen (obviously)
  6. Ayyappanum Koshiyum
  7. Action hero Biju (revisit)
  8. Bala
  9. John Wick
  10. A quiet place
  11. Triple frontier
  12. The Witcher- Season 1
  13. The dark knight trilogy (again!)
  14. Sherlock Holmes
  15. Elementary – random episodes
  16. Lucifer- random episodes

10 days.

  1. The anarchy
  2. On hundred years of solitude (again, after ages)
  3. My seditious heart
  4. All the light we cannot see
  5. The Witcher- The last wish
  6. Ruin and rising (Grishaverse book 3)

 

Till next time,

J

 

 

 

Nerdy Sunday! The All Souls Trilogy- Deborah Harkness.

1.How/Why/Where did you buy the book?

I am not embarrassed to admit that I am the Harry Potter/ Southern Vampire Mysteries (Sookie Stackhouse Novels)/ Vampire Diaries/ Twilight reading kind of girl-woman. (As a consolation, I read the Kafka, Murakami, Tolstoy kinds too).

As a gawky teenager I also watched every episode of Sabrina the Teenage Witch and Buffy the Vampire Slayer. I still catch episodes of True Blood on HBO (if any little ones and parents aren’t around of course!). It is obvious I have a fascination for the para/ super- natural, other- worldly creatures. Pragmatic as I am, I still can without difficulty imagine sharing a world with witches, vampires, elves, fairies, demons, ghosts, ghouls, demons, warewolves and other more interesting creatures and beings (human beings can get rather boring you see).

So when the internet was shoving this book into my face (Darn you New York Times Bestseller List!)

 

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I caved. This, I was told was the last of the All Souls Trilogy. So, off I went to Amazon to find me Book no. 1 of the series…

2. What is the book about?

Well, the basic premise is a love story. This time, it is not between two witches, or between a mere mortal and a vampire, or even a werewolf. It is the forbidden, all consuming, all defying, uncompromising love between an old and mysterious (but smokin’ hot obviously!) vampire and an initially reluctant but later all- powerful witch. And yes, one is a geneticist/ evolutionary biologist from Oxford while the other is a Professor of Alchemical History at Yale. Phew!

This is just the beginning folks. By the end of the third book, you are light years away from where the book first started- and in a good way. There are spells and magic of course, but there is time travel too. The author (Deborah Harkness) is a historian who teaches European history and the history of science at the University of California; and it shows. She blends in fact and fiction seamlessly, and intricately integrates real-life history into the love saga of Diana Bishop and Matthew Clairmont. Imagine Shakespeare making a fleeting appearance in a current book.

Another important character in the book is a manuscript. An ancient book which is ineluctably tied to Diana. The book may well have all the answers,…

3. First impressions?

Honestly, the first few chapters from Book 1 (A Discovery of Witches)  is a bit of a dampener. I wondered what all the hoopla was about. The dreary opening scene at the Bodleian Library at Oxford, did not promise much, but I assure you- the pace quickens.

Also, in the beginning there a Twilight déjà vu all over the book. The brooding, moody, intellectual but gorgeous vampire who oozes power and authority can’t seem to stay away from the female protagonist. And the female lead? The confused, vulnerable Professor Bishop does remind me of the unsure, fragile Bella in the beginning.

Thankfully, despite a few superficial similarities; the books are very, very different. The “hero” of this book is definitely the female protagonist. She hardly ever needs rescuing by her undead prince charming, and grows into her powers as the books roll along. And dare I say- I enjoyed that.

And the best part for me? Diana is older than I am! Wow…when did I last read a witch- vampire/ romance story with a heroine in her thirties? Never!

4. Final evaluation?

The first book was definitely engaging, so much so that I did not want to wait a day before I bought the next ebook. I couldn’t wait for the paperback to arrive (even with single day shipping).

The second book let me down a bit though. Or maybe I expected too much.

The third book managed to tie up all the loose ends/ plots that were hanging separate. The “epic war” never pans out though (you will know what I mean if you read the book).

Unlike many other books of this genre, this book seems to  be targetted toward the “adult female”. Not the 18 year olds, thank goodness. It is a slightly adult version of Twilight, with a more rounded, assertive heroine who is well- read and thinks for herself. The science angle keeps things fresh and interesting; a break from the other books which focus entirely on the supernatural. Harkness even adds a gay couple or two to keep things contemporary. Nice touch! Of course, the vampires are uber rich; there are fast cars and fancy mansions galore and the vampire men are all breathtakingly handsome and the women exquisite (we women never quite come out of the Mills & Boon trap, do we?). I can forgive such sterotypes, I put them down as some unfailing perks of immortality.

5. How long did it take to finish?

They took a while. Each book has about 700 pages. And though I wish I could read all books at one go, I do have other things to do!

6. Critique?

At the end of the third book, you are far from satiated. Not because it is that fantastic. No. Mostly because, there seem to be many pieces of the puzzle missing. The bigger picture is incomplete. If you have read The Lord of the Rings or the entire Harry Potter series, you’d know what I mean. Those are epic stories, not because the tale is so unique; no. Those are classic good triumphing over evil/ great arduous, journeys to ends of the earth tales. What makes them so engaging and re-readable are the nuances in character and the attention to the smallest of small details. The books are layered, and each time you read it, you decipher something new. Harkness could have built a similar tale, but does not.

At one point, the magic of Ashmole 782 (THE BOOK I spoke of earlier) seems bizarre and the author herself seems confused as to how to present it.

I hoped for so much more. Sigh!

7. Who would you recommend the book to?

Let’s be honest here, the book is definitely chic- lit. So I’d recommend it to all the ladies who think they too smart for the Twilight books but are still curious about the genre.

8.  Would you read it again?

Most likely yes. After 5 years maybe!

9.  Do you regret purchasing it?

No.

10. Favourite part/ quote from the book?

Well, it’s been a while since I finished them. Let me see I can find a cheesy paragraph or so 🙂

“Somewhere in the center of my soul, a rusty chain began to unwind. It freed itself, link by link, from where it had rested, unobserved, waiting for him. My hands, which had been balled up and pressed against his chest, unfurled with it. The chain continued to drop, to an unfathomable depth where there was nothing but darkness and Matthew. At last it snapped to its full length, anchoring me to a vampire. Despite the manuscript, despite the fact that my hands contained enough voltage to run a microwave, and despite the photograph, as long as I was connected to him, I was safe.”
Deborah Harkness, A Discovery of Witches

 

I guess that’s enough romance for one day.

“His full name is Matthew Gabriel Philippe Bertrand Sebastien de Clermont. He was also a very good Sebastien, and a passable Gabriel. He hates Bertrand and will not answer to Philippe.”
Deborah Harkness, A Discovery of Witches

 

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Till next time..

Dr J.

Nerdy Sunday! Sidney Sheldon Chasing tomorrow- Tilly Bagshawe.

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1.How/Why/Where did you buy the book?

Sidney Sheldon and Jeffrey Archer were my initiation into the world of adult fiction (way back in my tweens!). A younger me dreamed of being a highly educated, uber sophisticated, uncommonly courageous heroine of a Sidney Sheldon novel. Running from nefarious criminals or the ultra- long limbs of the law, she was always one step ahead of her foes. Aah! At tentative thirteen, J was an easy to impress reader.

I picked up this book mainly for old times’ sake. To see, if the books could still impress.

2. What is the book about?

Mr Sheldon passed away in 2007, but his legend lives on. Tilly Bagshawe keeps one of his more popular heroines alive in the latest edition of the Tracy Whitney series.

Tracy Whitney is woman whom fate treats poorly. Dealt a horrible hand, she fights tooth and nail to make a life for herself, even if the life is one of crime. She uses her superior intellect and oodles of gumption to con unsavoury criminals and uncouth millionaires from their riches and valuables. Along the way, she meets her match in Jeff Stevens. Another con artist par excellence, Jeff competes with Tracy professionally and they play a jet- setting,  high stakes game of cat and mouse. They endeavour to sour and foil each others plans and heists. They also fall in love.

All this happens in the previous book (If Tomorrow Comes). Chasing Tomorrow starts with a marriage scene- of Tracy Whitney and Jeff Stevens. They intend to leave their criminal pasts behind and embark on a low key but comfortable married life. But fate again foils their plans. An old adversary rears his head, and Tracy has to make some hard choices, maybe even return to the life she vowed to leave behind.

3. First impressions?

Not great. Ms Bagshawe seems to have a spent a great deal of her energy on trying to “write like Sidney” rather than on the story itself. Hence the plot suffers and is patchy at best.

4. Final evaluation?

An almost mundane, predictable read. It makes me want to go back to the earlier book and to Sidney Sheldon, to see what the charm was. Would Mr Sheldon’s books still vow and impress the adult me? I wonder..

To give where credit is due – the book is never boring to the point where you want to stop reading it.

5. How long did it take to finish?

A few nights of light, pre- snooze reading.

6. Critique?

The author was overtly “safe”. And trying too hard to write in Sheldon’s style. These are the two failings of the book. Instead of building the characters of the protagonists further, and adding nuances to their older versions, they seem inconsistent and stuck (in terms of character).

Also, the last book was so enjoyable because a considerable part of it dealt with the artistry of conning. There is hardly any of that here. It is a shame really though; new age con artistry would be so much more technologically advanced and interesting. There seems to be no research done in this regard, and the little mention of some technology that does exist is juvenile at best.

Comparisons to If Tomorrow Comes may not be fair, but it is unavoidable since this is supposed to be a sequel and also because the Sidney Sheldon name is so prominent on the cover (the font being bigger than the name of the book!). If Tomorrow Comes was a book of it’s times. It was racy and contemporary. Tracy Whitney was introduced to us in the 80s. Now almost three decades later, she is stuck in a time warp. The book therefore seems dated and forcefully contemporaneous.

7. Who would you recommend the book to?

Hardcore Sidney Sheldon fans and occasional readers looking for light mysteries/ thrillers/ crime fiction for travel or vacation reading.

8.  Would you read it again?

Nope.

9.  Do you regret purchasing it?

No. I wanted to read the sequel to If Tomorrow Comes, for ol’ times’s sake.

10. Favourite part/ quote from the book?

When Tracy stops being the maniacally maternal, blubbering mess that she is converted to in most of the book, and shows some traces of the old her- gutsy, super- smart and flamboyantly creative!

 

Chasing Sheldon....and finding a Shadow!
Chasing Sheldon….and finding a Shadow!

 

I wish the blurb were true :-(
I wish the blurb were true 😦

 

Till next time..

Dr J.

 

The Ladies Lounge- Currently Crushing!

And here we go again, ladies! The year is already a month old and it has brought with it a slew of surprises; some pleasant and some nasty. (We shall get into that another day.) It’s time for my current crushes. This month’s favorites are few but are true favorites. They are things that I use/ enjoy almost everyday.

1. Making it my own!

Personalized bits and bobs.
Personalized bits and bobs.

Suddenly, I want my stamp on everything. I want engraved rings and pens, monogrammed bags, custom- made key rings, personalized planners….you get my drift. It’s my current obsession!


 

2.  Keep it short and simple please! Lotus Safe Sun Daily Multi- Function Sunblock.

More than pleased to skip a step!
More than pleased to skip a step!

This is a tinted- moisturizer plus sunblock in one tube, it’s three steps in one. Best part? It isn’t insanely expensive!


 

3. Chic-lit marathon.

Chic- lit!
Chic- lit!

On a women- protagonist based, women- authored book fest. Light reads, nothing fancy.


 

4. The layering trend continues- The Body Shop White Musk Libertine Eau De Toilette.

Musky layers.
Musky layers.

To be honest, this hardly lasts a couple of hours on me and I’m usually not a fan of purely musky fragrances. But I like how this smells and I layer it over some of my long lasting scents. It works great when layered.


 

5. No- rinse make-up remover-  Bioderma Sensibio H2O Make- up Removing Micelle Solution.

I love shortcuts.
I love shortcuts.

Does what it promises. Hence Dr J approved.


 

6. Beverage freak me- Twinings Gunpowder Green Tea and Mint

The beverage queen!
The beverage queen!

I have no strong preference when it comes to tea, coffee and milk (malt/ chocolate/ almond/ soy)- I drink’em all! I am slightly partial to this though, currently…


 

7.  Surprisingly good-  Real Techniques Core Collection Brushes

Well worth the dough.
Well worth the dough.

Have been wanting to try them for a while now. Especially now, that MAC and other cosmetic brands have gone loco with their prices. These are great quality brushes that don’t break your bank.


 

8. Worth the hype- Loreal Volume Million Lashes Mascara.

Does the job.
Does the job.

This one seems quite the rage in the beauty- blogging community. I understand the hype, and I do like it. But it still falls short (not by much though) of my favorite mascara (The Falsies!).


 

9. Watching Season 7 of The Mentalist.

The Simon Baker fix!
The Simon Baker fix!

The Mentalist has lost it’s steam after the Red John story fizzled out. It is getting a bit predictable and tedious. But after sticking by Lisbon and Jane for almost 7 years now, I can’t seem to abandon them! I curl up in bed every week, and sneak in an hour of my Simon Baker and Tim Kang fix at 2 am!


 

That’s about it for the month of January folks. Hope you all have a lovely weekend!

Till next time..

Dr J.

 

Nerdy Sunday- What’s on Dr J’s bookshelf this week?

I have had to scale back on reading for pleasure. Drastically. I have still been sneaking in a few books here and there though. For sustenance. And yes, the subscriptions, journals and magazines also tend to pile up; and I am forced to devote some of the scare and precious reading time to them as well.

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As the sun sets….on other week.

 

Sparse.
Sparse.

 

Sidney Sheldon- the latest. For ol' times sake.
Sidney Sheldon- the latest. For ol’ times sake.

 

My Agatha Christie re-acquaintance  continues...
My Agatha Christie re-acquaintance continues…

 

Aah yes! Will tell you all about this soon...
Aah yes! Will tell you all about this soon…

 

And just when I was starting to make a dent on the pile of unread magazines and journals (and discounted books from Amazon 😉 ), this happens…

 

More arrive :-)
More arrive 🙂

I wish I weren’t so obsessive- compulsive about reading EVERYTHING from cover- to- cover! Sometimes, the bid to finish the book sucks the fun out of reading it.

Anyhoo, that is all for this week folks. I still have a few articles to get through in today’s papers, so let me get to it. 🙂

Till next time..

Dr J.

 

 

 

 

Feeling chatty.

Hella folks!

Another weekend post. I know, it’s been a flurry of posts. I am in compulsive blogging mode 🙂 And it is only on weekends such as these that I can sit back and chat up.

So, what makes for a beautiful Sunday?

A laid back, late start. Check.

Getting all dolled up in traditional garb and putting on blingy, uncomfortably high heels. Check.

A sumptuous, elaborate lunch at an old buddy’s wedding. Check.

A food induced nap with a book resting open in your hands. Check.

A drooly, well rested baby, Check.

Family coffee chatter, visiting relatives and associated bedlam. Check.

Trying out and tinkering about with newly purchased creams, lotions, make-up and goodies. Check.

Home breaking- in of shiny, new boots. Check.

Planning and bickering over the next family vacation with the Mister. Check.

Prepping for a long, work- week ahead. Check.

‘Twas a day of petty accomplishments and immense relaxation folks.

Oh no, this isn't it. There was so much more, just couldn't wait around!
Oh no, this isn’t it. There was so much more, just couldn’t wait around!

 

Menu!
Menu!

 

Perfecto!
Perfecto!

What were you folks up to this weekend?

Till next time..

Dr J.

 

 

Nerdy Sunday! The Fault in our Stars- John Green.

1.How/Why/Where did you buy the book?

Darned cable TV, kept showing adverts for a movie with a girl with nasal prongs and a bob. I thought it was one of those, irritatingly “inspiring” cancer stories.

And then, whenever I went to The Virgin Store or Jarir (bookstore in the Middle East) I saw this bunch of colorful, teeny- bopperish books on the best- seller racks. Some guy called John Green wrote them.

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It must have been the font, or the dialogue clouds on the cover that put me off. I thought, they were books meant for kids, teenagers at best.

“Diary of a Wimpy Kid” types.

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I never quite put them together- the movie and the colorful book; until I saw the book on Amazon, with The- Cable- Cancer- Girl on the cover!

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Aah! It finally clicked.

I read some of the reviews. It was great book apparently. A critic/ reader wrote-

“This is a book that will break your heart – not by wearing it down, but by making it bigger and bigger until it bursts.”

It was No. 1 on several lists. I claim I care two hoots for these lists, yet I buy most of the books that appear on them!

Well, what can I do?

I am a compulsive reader, and if someone says something is good, I HAVE to read/see/ experience it myself for two reasons:

1. I would hate to lose out on something in life

2. I like proving people wrong 😉

And if the thing is on discount….Well, that’s just the straw that break’s the camel’s back.

2. What is the book about?

It’s the standard “battle- with- cancer- brave- strong- kid- tears- death- life” sort of tale. The narrator is sixteen year old cancer patient, Hazel Grace Lancaster. She meets a fellow- cancer survivor Augustus Waters at a support group meeting. The young adults hit it off, in an endearing, cancer- groupie- philosophical way. The book then follows their life for brief time, cut short by death that is after- all inevitable in a story such as this.

It is about illness ridden, puppy love.

The pristine, untarnished, first- love that can only bloom between young people.

A love that is clouded by illness and impending death and misery.

A love that is not restrained by life or togetherness.

It is about spunky, young people whose lives are far too short. Or maybe it’s the shortness of their lives that makes them spunky…

3. First impressions?

Be warned, if you are anything over 25 years of age, the language at first will seem juvenile or rather YOU will feel “uncool” and ancient.

In fact, on the Wednesday I made the acquaintance of Augustus Waters, I tried my level best to get out of Support Group while sitting on the couch with my mom in the third leg of a twelve- hour marathon of the previous season’s America’s Next Top Model, which admittedly I had already seen, but still. 

Me: “I refuse to attend Support Group.”

Mom: “One of the symptoms of depression is disinterest in activities.”

Me: “Please just me watch America’s Next Top Model. It’s an activity.”

Mom: ” Television is a passivity.”

Me: “Ugh, Mom, please.”

Mom : “Hazel, you’re a teenager. You’re not a little kid anymore. You need to make friends, get out of the house, and live your life.”

Me: ” If you want to be a teenager, don’t send me to Support Group. Buy me a fake ID so I can go to clubs, drink vodka, and take pot.”

See what I mean? I mean it’s almost a decade since I even had to think about a fake ID!

4. Final evaluation?

Well, it’s a bit of a tear- jerker, no doubt. It’s not a cry fest that people are making it out to be though.

Yes, it’s written well. But not enough to warrant such a review, in my opinion.

“Just two paragraphs into the work, and he immediately wallops the readers with such an insightful observation delivered in such an unsentimental way that its hard not to shake your head in admiration.”

Jodi Picoult, author of My Sister’s Keeper (part of the Cancer- Genre) keeps the exaggeration in check and says, “an electric portrait of young people who learn to live life with one foot in the grave……..filled with staccato bursts of humor and tragedy.”

I think I agree with her. It has it’s moments, when simple things are portrayed with immense reconditeness and profound matters are dealt with a restraint and simpleness that is refreshing.

Yet, when a sixteen year old Hazel speaks this way…

“There are infinite numbers between 0 and 1. There’s .1 and .12 and .112 and an infinite collection of others. Of course, there is a bigger infinite set of numbers between 0 and 2, or between 0 and a million. Some infinities are bigger than other infinities. A writer we used to like taught us that. There are days, many of them, when I resent the size of my unbounded set. I want more numbers than I’m likely to get, and God, I want more numbers for Augustus Waters than he got. But, Gus, my love, I cannot tell you how thankful I am for our little infinity. I wouldn’t trade it for the world. You gave me a forever within the numbered days, and I’m grateful.”

I am not sure what I am supposed to feel!

Then it all becomes very age- appropriate when this happens…

“What a slut time is. She screws everybody.”

🙂

5. How long did it take to finish?

A few hours.

6. Critique?

Well, for the genre that it belongs to (the young- people- with- cancer-who- become- wise-beyond- their- years genre), it is a great book. Insightful at times, funny at others. And tinged with just enough sorrow and hope that you are not bawling at the end of the book. You are left with a bitter- sweet feeling.

The characters are sketched with just enough novelty and spunk to give a whole book a breath of freshness and differentiate it from other similar stories. After all, most stories dealing with terminal/ incurable illness have to tread a similar path, and end at a pre- determined destination.

7. Who would you recommend the book to?

Mostly to young adults. People who need some sobering up. Youngsters who have great lives and yet whine and complain endlessly.

8.  Would you read it again?

I doubt it. Though I do go back to most of the books I read.

9.  Do you regret purchasing it?

No.

10. Favourite part/ quote from the book?

“Augustus Waters was a self-aggrandizing bastard. But we forgive him. We forgive him not because he had a heart as figuratively good as his literal one sucked, or because he knew more about how to hold a cigarette than any nonsmoker in history, or because he got eighteen years when he should’ve gotten more.’
‘Seventeen,’ Gus corrected.
‘I’m assuming you’ve got some time, you interrupting bastard.
‘I’m telling you,’ Isaac continued, ‘Augustus Waters talked so much that he’d interrupt you at his own funeral. And he was pretentious: Sweet Jesus Christ, that kid never took a piss without pondering the abundant metaphorical resonances of human waste production. And he was vain: I do not believe I have ever met a more physically attractive person who was more acutely aware of his own physical attractiveness.
‘But I will say this: When the scientists of the future show up at my house with robot eyes and they tell me to try them on, I will tell the scientists to screw off, because I do not want to see a world without him.’
I was kind of crying by then.”

“Without pain, how could we know joy?’ This is an old argument in the field of thinking about suffering and its stupidity and lack of sophistication could be plumbed for centuries but suffice it to say that the existence of broccoli does not, in any way, affect the taste of chocolate.”

 

It was so good to be young and say things like abundant metaphorical resonances of human waste production!

Till the next book…

Dr J.

 

New Year Lust List- HER Edition!

We shall let the pictures do the talking, shall we?

 

iPad Air 2- An upgrade, that is all!
iPad Air 2 128 GB, gold- An upgrade, that is all!

 


 

 

Clarsonic Mia 2 Pink Holiday Set
Clarsonic Mia 2 Pink Holiday Set

 


 

Mulberry - Bayswater Oak Natural Leather With Brass
Mulberry – Bayswater
Oak Natural Leather With Brass

 


 

 

Anna Karenina- 1st English edition
Anna Karenina- 1st English edition

 


 

Shu Uemura Eyelash Curler
Shu Uemura Eyelash Curler

 


 

 

Baker Strap 36.5MM, here in polished gold tone stainless steel case with leather strap. White face with gold indexes and dial.
Marc Jacobs- Baker Strap 36.5MM, here in polished gold tone stainless steel case with leather strap. White face with gold indexes and dial.

 


 

Christain Louboutin - Tiny
Christain Louboutin – Tiny

 


 

 

Frends with Benefits 'Taylor' Headphones
Frends
with Benefits ‘Taylor’ Headphones

 


 

Fitbit - ONE
Fitbit – ONE

 


 

Louis Vuitton- Small ring agenda cover in Damier Azur Canvas
Louis Vuitton- Small ring agenda cover in Damier Azur Canvas

 


 

 

 

Oral and Maxillofacial Surgery: 3-Volume Set, 2e Hardcover
Oral and Maxillofacial Surgery: 3-Volume Set, 2e Hardcover

 

What’s on your lust- list this coming year?

 

Till next time…

Dr J.

 

Grubbie Tuesday- Alas, I have nothing! Except love…

I have nothing to post on this Grubbie Tuesday. Stove and I have broken up. Scalpel and I have gotten back together.

I’m back to eating for sustenance rather than pleasure.

Hmmm…. the above sentence may not be entirely true!

Anyhoo…

I thought, I’d ditch Grubbie Tuesdays. Maybe make it my Blog Holiday.

But here I am, powering up my lappy to blog when I should be reading up for tomorrow. Typing with no preordained topic in mind.

I was flipping through Whuthering Heights as Zoe slept on me. (We miss each other terribly when I’m at work. So, we are inseparable once I come back home!)  And I thought I’d let you folks know why I keep going back to the book. And why it is an ageless, timeless classic.

 

“I cannot express it; but surely you and everybody have a notion that there is or should be an existence of yours beyond you. What were the use of my creation, if I were entirely contained here? My great miseries in this world have been Heathcliff’s miseries, and I watched and felt each from the beginning: my great thought in living is himself. If all else perished, and he remained, I should still continue to be; and if all else remained, and he were annihilated, the universe would turn to a mighty stranger: I should not seem a part of it. My love for Linton is like the foliage in the woods: time will change it, I’m well aware, as winter changes the trees. My love for Heathcliff resembles the eternal rocks beneath: a source of little visible delight, but necessary. Nelly, I am Heathcliff! He’s always, always in my mind: not as a pleasure, any more than I am always a pleasure to myself, but as my own being.”

“I’m wearying to escape into that glorious world, and to be always there: not seeing it dimly through tears, and yearning for it through the walls of an aching heart: but really with it, and in it.”

“Treachery and violence are spears pointed at both ends; they wound those who resort to them worse than their enemies.”

“I wish I were a girl again, half-savage and hardy, and free.”

“I have dreamt in my life, dreams that have stayed with me ever after, and changed my ideas; they have gone through and through me, like wine through water, and altered the color of my mind. And this is one: I’m going to tell it – but take care not to smile at any part of it.”

“I gave him my heart, and he took and pinched it to death; and flung it back to me. People feel with their hearts, Ellen, and since he has destroyed mine, I have not power to feel for him.”

“He wanted all to lie in an ecstasy of peace; I wanted all to sparkle and dance in a glorious jubilee. I said his heaven would be only half alive; and he said mine would be drunk: I said I should fall asleep in his; and he said he could not breathe in mine.”

“Why did you betray your own heart Cathy? I have not one word of comfort. You deserve this. You have killed yourself. … You loved me – then what right had you to leave me? Because … nothing God or satan could inflict would have parted us, you, of you own will, did it. I have not broken your heart – you have broken it; and in breaking it, you have broken mine. So much the worse for me that I am strong. Do I want to live? What kind of living will it be when you – oh God! would you like to live with your soul in the grave? […] I forgive what you have done to me. I love my murderer – but yours! How can I?”

“Be with me always – take any form – drive me mad! only do not leave me in this abyss, where I cannot find you! Oh, God! it is unutterable! I can not live without my life! I can not live without my soul!”

“And I pray one prayer–I repeat it till my tongue stiffens–Catherine Earnshaw, may you not rest as long as I am living! You said I killed you–haunt me, then!…Be with me always–take any form–drive me mad! only do not leave me in this abyss, where I cannot find you!”

 

This is why!

And please do note, I am not the hopeless, romantic sort. (We don’t do the roses and chocolates routine. A nifty, new gadget or a calorie – laden treat is welcome though :-)) I still can relate to the story. No idea why!

Pray do tell me folks, does such a love exist?

 

Till next time…

Dr J.

P.S. Meanwhile let me ask Mr H if he’d rather be stuck in the abyss or does want me to haunt him 😉