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To Those ‘Once Upon A Time’ People – Isle Jazz
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January 7, 2016. January 7, 2016. To Those ‘Once Upon A Time’ People. Once upon a time I knew you. You knew me too. We don’t know each other anymore. I don’t know why I thought of you today. It is not that I have forgotten you. You stay in my memories, and they never leave me alone. But today I think of you as my ‘once upon a time’ friend and I smile. No I have accepted it. But yes, I never wanted us to not work. And this is not my justification. It is my mere confession. Do you ever think of me? Those s...
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April 2016 – Isle Jazz
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April 28, 2016. How do people form opinions? Few days back a thought struck my mind. Opinions, these days, are nothing but perceptions based on the limited knowledge that we gain and obstinately flaunt around in the manner of absolute truths. OK, that is just my thought. That is really not my opinion. In fact time and again I have realized that I am not much of an opinionated person. I am scared of opinions. I often feel that I don’t have enough information to form opinions. I am not an opinionated perso...
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Norwegian Wood, Haruki Murakami – Isle Jazz
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November 6, 2015. November 6, 2015. Norwegian Wood, Haruki Murakami. Genre: Fiction, Romance. This is only my second Murakami, but what caused me to pick this one and read was the many reviews which told that this one is totally different from the standard Murakami books. Not a proper authority to judge yet, I shall give you a POV of a rookie Murakami reader. The characters are powerfully sketched but each has been molded with edges so soft that it really hurts to see them hurt. The story flows just like...
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On Griefs & Mourning – Isle Jazz
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April 19, 2016. On Griefs and Mourning. You lose something or someone. You grieve? Losses are temporary. At times permanent. And then there are those that are momentary. Who decides which ones are to be mourned and which ones are to be not? It is my grief, my loss. Don’t judge my tears or lack of them. I may not show, but maybe my insides are cracking. You don’t hear them. Do you? You mock me when I wail, but do you see those tears that silently trickle down my eyes when I am in the dark? You are comment...
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islejazz – Isle Jazz
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April 28, 2016. How do people form opinions? Few days back a thought struck my mind. Opinions, these days, are nothing but perceptions based on the limited knowledge that we gain and obstinately flaunt around in the manner of absolute truths. OK, that is just my thought. That is really not my opinion. In fact time and again I have realized that I am not much of an opinionated person. I am scared of opinions. I often feel that I don’t have enough information to form opinions. I am not an opinionated perso...
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Night by Elie Wiesel – Isle Jazz
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March 8, 2016. March 31, 2016. Night by Elie Wiesel. Disclaimer: I won’t call this a typical book review. I have only penned here what I felt after reading the book. I was a Holocaust ignorant, until 2 years back when I saw a BBC documentary of the ariel view of Auschwitz which was shot using a drone. The sheer numbness that spread through me watching that video has stayed with me. After that whenever I heard the word Holocaust, those images and the barren coldness returned to me. His description of his ...
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On Opinions – Isle Jazz
https://islejazz.wordpress.com/2016/04/28/on-opinions
April 28, 2016. How do people form opinions? Few days back a thought struck my mind. Opinions, these days, are nothing but perceptions based on the limited knowledge that we gain and obstinately flaunt around in the manner of absolute truths. OK, that is just my thought. That is really not my opinion. In fact time and again I have realized that I am not much of an opinionated person. I am scared of opinions. I often feel that I don’t have enough information to form opinions. I am not an opinionated perso...
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Room – Emma Donoghue – Isle Jazz
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February 21, 2016. March 31, 2016. Room – Emma Donoghue. 2 weeks back, a glance through the ticketing app had me booking tickets for this movie called Room. It had great reviews and through that, I even came to know that the movie is based on a Booker Prize-nominated book of the same name. But, then it sure does acts as a big spoiler to the book. The reason that triggered me to watch the movie was the same to pick up the book – the extraordinary plot. First half of the book contains the frustrating munda...
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Eleanor & Park – Isle Jazz
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February 27, 2016. March 31, 2016. This story is for all those 80s and 90s teenagers who grew up listening to mix tapes on walkmans and being the ultimate obscure personalities at school. This is a not so typical love story where the misfits are protagonists. At least, I had my thoughts and questions. It is a teenage love story filled with turbulence;. What will the end be? They are too young to get married. They are not even mature enough to understand long-term commitments. So what would the end be?
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If tears could speak – Isle Jazz
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December 15, 2015. December 15, 2015. If tears could speak. I sat on the bench, with a slouch which any person capable of reading body languages will identify as the one of a failed person. I was filled with anger. I was frustrated. And tears were rolling down my cheeks. Why? Because I cannot scream and shout. I wish these tears had a voice. Just like that ‘howler’ in Harry Potter movies. I wish these tears were howlers; screaming all my frustrations out as they splashed on any surface. The phrase comes ...
