Writing Till Now

Sometimes, I don’t know how am I still doing it. All the writing. I wonder what it will lead to. I am actually uncertain. I don’t know if my writing possesses any value, as in, any integral value. All I know is to write. There is nothing else I know or truly possess. Is itContinue reading “Writing Till Now”

The Idiot by Elif Batuman, an introspection and a review

My friend @Sentient Garden had written a very insightful review on Kafka on the Shore by Murakami.  They critique Murakami a lot and have fairly read a lot of his books thus their critiques are not unfounded nor are they lacking in reason. There are certain tropes or things Murakami followed that many modern dayContinue reading “The Idiot by Elif Batuman, an introspection and a review”

Book Review: Kafka on the Shore by Haruki Murakami

Originally posted on Welcome to my Yaoi Dungeon:
The front-cover of the book and probably my favourite part about it, in fact. I generally like Haruki Murakami’s works. Not Kafka on the Shore though, oh no. This book was just plain bad, y’all. To summarise, Kafka on the Shore begins with our titular protagonist, Kafka…

Happy 10 years to me =D

10 years in WordPress =D Thank Allah Almighty! Not everyone can write this long =) I am happy whatever I have written here. Writing has been there for me during VERY troubled times. And, I am happy to have had it. It makes me so happy to know I can still write and that itContinue reading “Happy 10 years to me =D”

everyday sighs

Why am I sad? Because I wish to exist in the microcosms of ordinary pleasures where the everyday is not passaged by the parties of food and wine. Where I know a quite labour of reading your fine mouth over a cup of coffee and the satin taste of tea I do not belong butContinue reading “everyday sighs”