The Legends of Khasak was one of my first reads this year. Describing what I felt after reading this book seems to be almost impossible. I want more of it. I want to know what happened to everyone in Khasak. Where is Ravi now? Does Appu Kili still catch dragon flies? What about Kunhamina? This is not just a book, it is not a story. Hidden in the 200 or so pages of this book is a secret world that belongs to only it's reader and the characters of the book. It is a magical fantasy, but it is also realism. It tells the story of a small village, but also of the many spiritual journeys. With its sprits and poothams and humans, this book is a treasure. My next goal is inevitably to read it in Malayalam. I can't imagine how beautiful this would be in Malayalam if the translation is so good.
A few years back, when I discovered bullet journaling, I was so thrilled about putting my unwritten notebooks to use. However, I've decided to not bullet journal anymore. Why? Because it was depressing. A lot is said about how social media is connected to the increase in the rate of depression among young people. We've developed words like FOMO, YOLO etc that directly affect the way most people feel. The line between reality and illusion is blurred. We forget that what we see on social media is not necessarily the reality. Bullet journaling did a similar thing to me. I work at regular 9 hour shift job, have lasy weekends and pretty much take each day as it comes. But, when I saw posts and videos about bullet journals, I'd often feel as though I'm not doing enough. I'd feel as though I'm missing something in life because my typical journal entry would be wake up, cook/eat, work, sleep and repeat. And it seemed pointless trying to maintain a planner when I had a fixed schedule. What bothers me is how much we glorify being busy. We feel like we're not doing enough or being productive if we are not busy enough. And it is all fed into our minds rather unconsciously. We work so that we could earn a living. What is the point of being so busy that we forget to live?
#currentlyreading Slowness, by Milan Kundra. This is one of those books I've been trying to read for a really long time, but have never managed to finish. I don't know what it is about this book that never let's me finish it. I'm going to attempt to read it one more time and if I can't, I'm going to abandon it altogether. . Have you read this?