Book review : Me before you by Jojo Moyes

Amazingly written, the way that the author describes the pain and life of a quadriplegic person is just so perfect! Reading the novel gives you an insight of life a disabled person. The book depicts how time can make two completely opposite people come together.

The novel will fill you with the zeal to life your life to the fullest and never settle for less. It will make you weep, smile, laugh and cry. Flip through the pages with tissue box by your side.

However few lines of the main character Will contradict with his own decisions in the end, he himself advises the lady love Lou to fulfill her duty of living life fully, as you only get one life but is unable to standby his own words (sorry for spoilers).

 

PICTURE CREDITS : SIMRAN AGARWAL (ME! :p)

 Good read if you love Romance!Capture

To the sister who is getting married..

You’ll be living under different roof, just a few months from now
The time you got engaged it felt like a lot of time is still there to be spent together,
But as the days pass by and you’re getting closer to your D-day,
I feel like I am loosing a hold on time and we could just postpone it a bit more.

You have been there since the day I was born, and till time now I have been
watched upon by you with guarded eyes. Life without being questioned for my tiniest actions
and without being constantly reminded having a second mother would be so strange.

Nobody to call me an extra unwanted addition to the family, nobody to fight over the TV remote,
nobody to assure that I am looking pretty in that new dress, and help with shopping dilemmas.
Nobody to chat chit about boys, and tease me about the new friend I just made
And other hundreds of fights, nicknames and secrets that would remain only with us all our lives.

Not finding you at home each day after work and knowing you’ll not be sharing the bed anymore
Would be such an unfamiliar feeling. However, it seems good that I could decorate the room
As I wish and would not be asked to pick up my things now and then, and also the car would be
My luxury forever. But Sharing the title of a sister with your new sister in law gives an unwanted jealousy And giving you to another family, makes me think that your to be husband could also stay with us and provokes me to break the rituals.

It is so weird how all our childhood we kept complaining about each other’s presence, and now when
Time has come to bid adieu a fainted smile appears with an inexplicable pain in the heart. I know I don’t show such emotions quite often, being the introvert one but letting you go causes an agitation to stop you.

I have been your baby sister all this while, to take care me was your unassigned responsibility which you fulfilled so well that now I fear would not live up to your expectations and all the things that I have learnt from you. I hate your priorities have changed due to changes in your life, and you share your love with so many other new people. But I assure myself that you’ll love me the same way like you do now by keep asking the same questions again and again

I know it would be hard and this day has to come sometime soon, but seeing your eyes glitter with his love and your smile widening while you look at him, and most importantly the way he takes care of you,
Gets me convinced you’ll be fine in your new place and your new world. I wish you just not forget the little world that would significantly lonelier in your absence and it would be much more blessed and happy there.

I know I am not the one who says all such stuff but for a while bear such flow of emotions as letting you go is like letting go a part of me, and this is to remind you that I love you a lot and a lot, and nobody can ever replace you.

P.S. You’ll always be fatter than me and I’ll never stop teasing you for that.
Your little sister

 

 

Is that we all wish for!

No I don’t crave for perfection, what i crave is for improvement, each day just much more better than yesterday, a lot of improvement, moving slowly yet steadily.

Not really i fancy plently people around, what i fancy is quite a few, with all strings attached, crazy yet with a sense of calm, growing and walking all along the path.

Neither i desire for line of lovers clinged to the beauty my flesh flashes, i desire a lover of my soul and scars, who isn’t afraid if my flesh falls, caressing by , on dark nights & bright sunshines.

A lavish life is not my wish, content is what i need, no regrets at the end, happy faces reflecting joy, inspired souls, thankful hearts by the grave, few trickling tears hoping to see me again.

And all through the lines i realised, photographs,family, friends, drives and love nights is all that matter, a million little things, little moments and little assurance of love- Little things? may be arent so little.

 

Bliss in Disguise

 Dedicated to: “People who have reached heights because of their hardwork and to the people who are on their path. hopefully it inspires all young buds turning to beautiful flowers.”

As I stand here at the top,

with head high and feet grounded, where people could only dream of, the falls and advances on deck they led…

What I was and what I am, is not a miracle but a transformation, clogged with experiences, a will to compass the destination…

The hardships and nuisance at the tender age, the torment and torture, the hurt and insult, the bruises and damange suffered to grow, ripened me to the core..

The whips and scorns of beastly boss,  the rebuking of the superiors, rising up before sunrise,  exterting through dark hours,  burning my eyes..

All the wounds of either heat or ice,  entire progression was bliss in disguise, recalling yesterdays inflates the heart with pride,  a zero at the front rolled thousands behind..