Skip to main content

Return Gift!

 


Dear Readers,


Today is my Birthday, and birthdays remind me of cakes, candles, balloons, confetti, family, friends, gifts and of course return gifts! You all have been consistently reading my monthly blogs and giving me feedback on the same, all your feedback are my gifts, and it's been more than a year and a half that I am receiving your gifts, so I thought to take my birthday as an opportunity to give you all a 'Return Gift'.

 

My return gift to all my readers is a book recommendation. A book that I came across on instagram while mindlessly scrolling through reels, and sometimes as they say you don't find the book, the book finds you, and this one definitely did. So my return gift is 'Tuesdays with Morrie'. It's a nice short and sweet book which I read on a sunny Sunday afternoon which turned out to be a masterclass on life! As you turn through the pages of this book, you get more immersed in it. It's not a suspense, nor a horror and neither a thriller and yet it keeps you glued.

 

It's a beautiful conversation between Morrie Schwartz, a 78 year old Professor with terminal illness and his 37 year old student who is a very popular sports columnist now( the author of the book ). They discuss life and all that comes along with it including death. Tuesdays is their day when they catch up over food and life lessons.

 

As kids in school we used to ask questions about everything under the sun, but as we grew up, we hesitated to ask questions, but then life hits hard and we are reminded of our teachers back in play school, school, coaching classes and college. And we feel like going back to them and asking them the real important questions that will appear in the test of life. But not all of us get this chance, but the writer of this book turned out to be lucky to have found out about his professor from a tv show and what happened after that is 'Tuesdays with Morrie'. I don't want to be a spoiler, so I won't go into details, as I really want all of you to read this book, it will open the windows of your perspectives and give you a better view of life and death.

 

Their conversations are about the world, feeling sorry for yourself, regrets, death, family, emotions, fear of aging, money, love, marriage, culture, forgiveness and a perfect day. Trust me it will be difficult to choose which is your favorite chapter. All of them are just filled with lines worth remembering.

 

Yet there is one line that hit me the most which is ," Death ends a life, not a relationship". Last year in April I lost my aunt, she was quite close to me and in fact she was the person who had never missed calling me on my birthday, a birthday without her call will be an incomplete birthday, but then I read this line and I felt like, the calls still won't come but the love in the relationship continues to stay and I think that will suffice!

 

So all my dear readers go grab your copy, because it's a 78 year old sociology professor with terminal illness and he is going to decipher life, that's my return gift for you all. And for those who find it hard to read I have a shortcut, there is a movie made on this book by the same name on YouTube, but trust me nothing beats the beauty of reading this book, as you will read and re-read some of the beautiful lines and even highlight them for future references.

 

Once again thanks for all the feedback gifts, and I hope you all like my return gift!

 

Happy Reading,

Siddhi Bhosale.



 









Comments

  1. You should write books or biography of hidden stories

    ReplyDelete
    Replies
    1. Thanks for the compliment Dada, means a lot!!!

      Delete
  2. Its a beautiful blog siddhi and I will surely read this book!!

    ReplyDelete
    Replies
    1. Thanks a lot Disha!!! Do give it a read and let me know!

      Delete

Post a Comment

Popular posts from this blog

The Teacup Talks!⛾⛾

The Teacup Talks! A fictional tale of two tea cups! The moon is looking from the window, the tea cups are just washed and kept on the side of the sink to dry before one of them is filled with the first piping hot tea next morning. The 2 teacups are special, it's just the two of them that are left of the set of 6, the other's had a short life. But these two have survived. The silence has started talking loudly, and so have the Teacups, the moon eavesdrop their talk, and this what he hears.... Teacup 1: Hey, are you still awake after the shower? Teacup 2: (with a little shocked expression as Teacup 1 rarely talks) Umm, yes I am awake, how are you awake, you generally sleep soon after the night shower. Teacup 1: (a bit shy yet firmly replying) You are right dear, it is because I am used thrice in a day, so basically I take shower also thrice and that really tires me, but today it was only once in the evening, so I am not that tired and felt like if you are also awake we could have...

Summer Holidays in Gwalior!

Sketch of the House by Mumma! Me, Durva & a Cow on the gate! Once upon a time when the month of May used to be summer vacations, we used to visit Gwalior, a city, a district, a historically important place, and more than that my birth place. It was quite simple, the first ten summer vacations of my life were just going to Gwalior, there was no stress of packing clothes,books, shoes, sunglasses, everything was taken care of by Mumma. It was so exciting to catch a train and enjoy it for 19 hours to travel 1220 kms.  I started writing this blog once before this and ended up writing all about the train journey only and felt like the train journey to Gwalior is in itself a topic for a blog which I will write some time later. For now I want to relive my summer vacations in Gwalior through this blog, and I hope you too recall and reminisce about your childhood summer vacations after reading this one.  So it always began with searching for Patil Baba (Blog link: https://sidthissid...

Virtues Nursery!

  Goswami Madam and mini Siddhi! God cannot be everywhere so he created Parents and Teachers. Parents often see us grow all along but teachers witness us only for some years and then we grow up and move on to the next class and they are left behind with a new batch of students. My first school or now as they say playschool was ‘Virtues Nursery’ where I did my playgroup and nursery under the guidance and great teachings of my most respected and dearest Goswami Madam. The name of the school was a reflection of what we were taught, yes ‘virtues’ of respect, conduct, care, love, sharing and so much more. I still remember being taught how to sit properly, how to respect elders, how to eat food when sitting with a gathering alongside the alphabet, numbers and poems. After a certain point we are generally taught the syllabus of our curriculum, but it was in Virtues Nursery that lessons on life and the conduct of it were actually taught.  Goswami Madam could teach us ‘Virtues’ as she ...