Wednesday 23 May 2012

The day...

The day dawns bright and clear - with smiles and sparkles and happiness and cheer.
Work to do and things to finish - the smile sets forth to complete these with a relish

Targets to reach and miles to go, the day flies by with a smile on show
The day goes by and the smile wonders why?
Why are the challenges just piling by
The smile disappears and the sparkle dims, desperation and tiredness creeps from within.

Hope comes out and cheers ahead, the smile which faltered shows her head.
Time stretches as the smile and sorrow fight, who is the winner and whose is the worst plight
Smile and sorrow both side by side, as they fight for their time in the night

The evening draws to a close and the night looms ahead, but it seems as though the smile has gone abed.
Where is the smile, the sparkle beheld? No one knows where it has fled.

As night draws near, the sparkle is dead. The one sought for is gone abed.
With the smile and the sparkle out of the way, comes desperation and tears charging ahead.

Things that seemed bright and sunny seem drab and dreary.
The challenges that cowered in front of the smile, now rain upon with a vengeance that has no guile.
Tears filled eyes and a sorrowful face, beckons all those horrid dreams to face.

As things seem to take a turn for worse, as they say - the eyes get closed to await the next day.
The night goes by and dawn draws clear - again with the smile in front and the sparkle in the rear.
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Saturday 12 May 2012

The small ambition...

I came across a folder on the PC that said Pulitzer prize books. I opened this and saw that there were 50 books all in all. When  I went through the list, I came across barely 10 books that I had read and some of them being ones that I really appreciated.

With such a ready made folder at my disposal. I have set myself a challenge to read all the books that have won the Pulitzer in the fiction category. Having googled this, I realize that my list has grown to 85 books over the last so many years from 1918 to 2012. 

So here I am putting this list down here, hoping that I finish each and every one of these books before the year is out. 


So I guess..I have 7 months and quite a few books to go. Mind you, my target is not to finish reading all these books. But to read a substantial portion of them and be able to understand why these books were commended and selected for such a great honor as the Pulitzer. 
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The fisherman...

As all stories go....A long long time ago.....

There was once a fisherman. He seemed to be overly fond of fish. He was already a big fisherman in his locality but he wanted to become better known for his prowess. So he set out on the seven seas, made friends with creatures like the mermaids and the such.

They advised him, "Set out towards the south. You will get many riches and your fame will grow." The fisherman took these words to heart and he began making preparations to set out. But he was confused about the destination. South could mean anything.

By then, unknown to him the mermaids had passed word about him and his prowess to her friends in the south. As word passed from ear to ear, a village head decided that he would like the fisherman to be a part of their village.  Soon representatives from the village approached the fisherman and promised him riches. The only thing he had to do was to tell everyone that he was a part of the village and fish for them. They promised him that he could select people who would help him in this big mission entrusted to him.

Swayed by the promises of the riches and the big name he would have, he agreed. He traveled to the south seas and settled with the villagers. As promised, he began to get the riches every month. But he found that he had to many a things for the village in return for these riches or else he would get berated.

Almost an year had gone by since the fisherman joined the villagers. But the fisherman did not have any friends. The people in the south, in the new village did not understand him. The representatives who had come to meet him earlier now ignored him though he had the same status as them. The others made fun of him behind his back.

Things did not seem too great for the fisherman. But he wanted to stay here awhile. He wanted to prove his mettle if nothing else. He moves and still moves stoically forward.

He thought to himself,"Let them say what they want. Let them do what they want. I will prove my worth. I will give what I can and take what I may. And then....Then I will leave this place and move on to bigger...better things...."


And so the story ends...At least for now...Don't rage at me now. Like I said, I am waiting for the story to complete. But this story teller feels that the northern winds will blow and our fisherman will pack up his bags and leave...leave for good....from a place where no one understand him and does not talk to him to a place where he would fit in much much more....So until further progress on this...Adieu...

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