Here’s another post about my trip to Sikkim some time ago. I thought I would share the memories rather keeping them to myself. Thus, I wrote my travel story on Tripoto. Check it out here. I look forward to presenting more travel posts going forward.
Breaking the Rules by Emma Leigh Reed is a wonderful book. The female lead character, Isabelle seems very weak at the very beginning of the novel. The reader will be surprised to see the transformation of Isabelle by the end of it. She attempts a suicide and fails in it. She feels out of place while with her parents. When she falls in love with Jack, she finds happiness in his company but pushes him away thinking that she doesn’t deserve to be happy.
Isabelle finds a new job and moves to a different place after her heartbreak. She continues living in a shell afraid of causing herself yet, another heartbreak. The whole story changes when she meets Nick accidentally. Her walls start cracking around Nick and her fears kick in forcing her to push Nick away. Nick stands like a rock and helps her in fighting with her demons of past and fears about the future.
With the new found strength, Isabelle sets out to find out about her family secrets. The story is very engaging. I like how Isabelle finally forgives herself for her mistakes in the past and gives herself another chance at the future. The author did a great job. The story was very easy to read and in some parts, I could see myself in Isabelle. This is a very good read for young adults but I’m sure anyone would totally enjoy this book. I really hope the author is planning to write a sequel to this book sometime soon.
I believe setting means everything to the reader. Here are my thoughts about this topic in the article I wrote for Curiosity Quills Press. Let me know your thoughts.
SETTING FOR UNSETTLING FICTION
The other day when I visited a small village nestled in the woods far away from the cry of the world.. suddenly the pace of my life slowed down a little bit. Until then, it was all about running around chasing unseen things and groping time that I didn’t have. The journey to this beautiful village was amazing in itself. The waterfalls were at every other turning of the road. The sound of the gushing water seemed like music to my ears. The huge trees stood on either sides of the road were like guardians. They made me feel safe.
The village was picturesque. It looked like a wallpaper that walked out of some dreamy land. There were plenty of flowers in the village. And they were in so many colors, I wondered who mixed the perfect palette and painted those tiny flowers with so much of patience! Rainbows spilled into my eyes just by looking at those pretty flowers. I tried to capture some flowers in my camera lens but when I saw the picture, I realized, the camera utterly failed when compared to the powerful lens of my eyes.
When I stood on the top of the hill, I almost floated above the clouds. The cloud clad mountains were so beautiful to look at in the light of the dawn. The warm rays of the Sun failed to hit the ground directly. The sunrays seemed to be trapped by the blanket of fog.
The chillness of the water pricked my feet when I stepped into the waterfall. I felt cleansed.. right there! I simply sat on a rock in the waterfall and got drenched in the stream of water falling from above. The water cutting into the bed of rocks made a wonderful sound that strangely calmed the chaos in my mind.
I learnt many things.. simple is beautiful, just be yourself and do not imitate anyone, minimalism simplifies life, contentedness brings happiness and peace, live in unison with nature, and last but not least.. love all!
By the time I was on my way back, my soul is healed.. and I thought to myself.. WHAT A WONDERFUL WORLD?
Well, traveling and reading go hand in hand I guess. As usual, I laid back and started reading that day when I was on my trip. After a while, I started dozing in rhythm to the bus running down the road. Just when I thought I was almost asleep, the bus came to a sudden stop and I snapped out of my short sleep. I decided it’s not a good idea to open my kindle and continue reading my book.
Since I could not fall back to sleep, I kept staring out of the window of the bus into the darkness. The lights from the houses afar twinkled like stars in the sky. It was a feast to the eyes. When I was tired of watching the artificial lights, I looked up the sky and found the moon fully on. I totally forgot that it was a full moon day. I couldn’t take my eyes off of it. I loved the way it was playing peek-a-boo through the clouds passing by. I kept looking at it drifting through a number of thoughts.
Everybody was asleep on the bus and I was the only person sitting upright and looking at the moon like some artist looking for inspiration. I wanted to capture this beautiful moment into a picture which was too much to aim for. But, I thought I better try it. I took out my phone and clicked the picture of the moon. When I looked at the picture, I realized there were few electric wires in the way and the moon was caught on that string. It looked like a ball tied to a string. I guess I’m still a kid at heart.
Finally, my eyelids grew heavy and I fell asleep. I’m sure you all could guess what I dreamt of that night… Yes, you guessed it right. My dream was all about the moon.