Equality between men and women has been a long-term topic which crops up here and there, with some supporting in favor that equality has indeed been achieved, while some points that, modernism in the world does not even begin to cover equality.
While the world is divided on this topic, from my own personal experiences of these 22 years, equality is a term which people have not even begun to comprehend to the full extent. Equality between men and women doesn’t mean are so ‘generous’ as to ‘give’ the women equality as some sort of ‘favor’. Only when it comes naturally to people, just like we brush your teeth daily. It is not something that people has to do consciously, though at the beginning the need to develop the quality must essentially be started like that.
And to the men, who boast that, they treat their women equally, it is not something to feel proud of. Do you feel proud to provide food for your family? Like everything which is of a necessity, it is something that needs to be put in ‘default mode’.
There is no greater male chauvinist than a man who boasts of treating women around him equally.
The type of book doesn’t matter.
The genre of the book doesn’t matter.
The time of reading doesn’t matter.
As long as I curl up, alone, with a book in my hand, I feel complete.
It may seem a bit of exaggeration to some. But, for me, Books complete me.
The feel of the book in my hand,
The scratchy noise of the pages turning in the silent room,
The play of the words before my eyes, and
The play of the scene in my mind,
Getting transported to a parallel dimension
Where only me and my book exist.
Books are what I call, ‘My Solace’.
If I could keep on writing about my love for books, I could go on forever.That is when I realized that nothing could ever take the place of books in my life. Not a person, not a thing. The loving feeling that fills up my heart at the mention of books, you could think that I’m actually talking about a person! In fact, the passion that I get towards books feels like a personification of an actual person.
Books are what, that made me go through life, and
Books are what, I will live for.
‘Best Kept Secret’, by Jeffrey Archer was one of the recent books that I laid my hands on, and to say, it kept me hooked till the end, would be underestimating. This is the third book in the line of the Clifton series, but if you would choose to read it as a standalone copy, it would definitely make sense. You don’t need to have to have prior knowledge of the series from the start, though some references in the start of the book, about the book would be from the previous series.
At first, it felt a little bit more as many characters were introduced simultaneously, but as the story progressed, it was very natural to comprehend and go with the flow of the story without any hiccups. The Barringtons’ and the Cliftons’ family and the commitment of each of them towards the family is so perfect. Instead of taking only a lead role and following their life story like the general kind of books, the life of each and every member is described, the happenings in their life and how they are interconnected, is carefully and clearly plotted, so as not to confuse the readers with the characters.
The man, Jeffrey Archer, sure knows the way to retain the readers’ interest till the end, and as usual captivates the readers with his writing. As a person who read it as a standalone book, I would like to say that, don’t just stop yourselves that you hadn’t read the previous ones, because this is, again, one of the best writing from the best-selling author. 🙂
Be tuned for the upcoming posts to read more about the recent books I’m burying my face into! 😀
Before you fall in love with her,
If you don’t have respect for her,
Then it’s all a moot point.