Reading Ruskin Bond

I have been reading Ruskin Bond books, well, rather in a hurry. I just want to gulp as many of his stories as possible and as quickly as possible.

I feel like a sinner, a big time loser, having never read his stories all these years. Its a pity, we never have read much literature at schools. Other thing being, at that tender age, we generally spend time doing lesser intellectual things. (its an irony most of his stories are enjoyable by kids, may be I'm just the kid with lesser intellect or rather mugpot or in simple terms dumb)

Time just flies away after that, and we drift away and away from literature. I never had someone come to me and tell me or ask me, " Have you read Ruskin Bond?".

Now when I read Ruskin Bond, I feel, I should have read them as a kid to enjoy the way things were depicted in the book. Who would have thought there would be so much advancement, where in I never get to see who lives in my neighborhood and I connect with my friends only on social network sites?

Also, what Ruskin Bond describes in his story, is best felt if you get to the hills. Yes please, I have been to Uttarakhand and spent 3 days after my trek just lazying around in a hill station doing nothing. What better way than to recollect those memories and savor the Ruskin Bond book at the same time, yet cursing myself for not having read them earlier.

Could I have enjoyed them earlier, having never been to DehraDoon, Uttarakhand, or rather hills? What if I had read them earlier, could I have decoded them, connected with them, as I do now? I do not know. Probably yes, with some stories that got nothing to do with hills

Cheers,

Good old days

Everyone seems to have memories, which they wish to recollect. I have certain memories of the few years while I completed my engineering. We were 3 friends, and out of the entire class of 30, we three stayed close by and somehow were friends.

We used to meet up atleast on few days or rather every weekend at one of the friend's place in RajarajeshwariNagar. I must have written about this very early in the blog and its almost 7 years to that. Have quiet evening walks thinking of whether we would get employed in a company, whether, we would get a job etc etc.

And fast forward 2015, all three of us have drifted away. Its almost 5 years, I have not met one of my friend. And the other person, well he is in the US of A since 2008, so you can add 7 years to that.
Both of them are married and one of them has a kid and has gotten very much more serious with life.

And regarding me, I'm still the same, hoping, future will still be worry free, trouble free, but I doubt. I do have my own fair share of getaways things which I love to do. But golden days shall never come back.

Wonder where all life takes us. Reason why I am writing this?

Well was reading RK Narayan books last week and this week reading Ruskin Bond. These writers put you in that spell, where you start remembering stuffs, which you would rather have forgotten.

What about people, who do not have memories and few others who do not read RK Narayan or Ruskin Bond, I just do not know to say in that case.

Cheers,

PS - These days, I enjoy solitude, I enjoy my own company more than anything else, I trek I travel, but most of the time, I just need my own quiet time. I kind of agree, I would like to meet friends, more often than not, I prefer to be alone!