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On Finding The Strength To Do Both

May 1, 2022December 16, 2022 ~ Deepika ~ 4 Comments

Still. Something is missing. Something is off. So, how fucking spoiled am I, then? How fucking broken? What is wrong with me that I can have everything I could ever want and have ever asked for and still wake up in the morning feeling like every day is a slog? In Becky Chambers's first solarpunk, … Continue reading On Finding The Strength To Do Both

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‘I’ve been thinking a great deal about time and motion lately, about being a still point in the ceaseless rush.’ My forever muse, under the lightfall. ✨ A dog called Solace. ✨ I finished reading Sigrid Nunez’s What Are You Going Through this week. I knew I was touched by the book, but I couldn’t pin down what exactly moved me, what dropped rocks in my heart. My thoughts about the book were untameable. And then, I come home this morning to find A Horse at Night delivered; I have no memory of when I ordered it, but a bookseller seemed to have remembered that I wanted this book at some point in time. I leaf through the book and stumble upon a passage about Sigrid Nunez’s The Friend, which I had read five years ago and Goodreads reminds me that I seemed to have loved it so much. The passage that I run into in A Horse at Night today is about the relationship between the narrator of The Friend and Apollo, a Great Dane, mourning the loss of his human. Amina Cain’s unadorned meditation on the friendship between the narrator and the depressed dog made me think of the books we read, surrender our memories about them existence and our tryst with them to time, and only for all of them to be returned by another book or a conversation overheard or a song. When we remember why we loved a book so much, we want to read it all over again. Sigrid Nunez’s What Are You Going Through will return to me someday like that — one of the reasons to keep staying alive. ❤️ This moment, this slice of beauty, waited for no observer. The light poured and made a rainbow on a colourless concrete, on a completely mundane day, and made me feel like I entered another portal for a second just because I observed it, and I was kicked back into this reality by some force. 🌈 Is it just me, or does Emily St. John Mandel always love her characters unconditionally? For a tiny moment, while that shahi tukda was being served, and while an ancient dad joke made my family laugh, I forgot that this city is new to me, and I don’t have a home yet. And what’s home really! Is there a specific word for the kindness and trust gifted by the cats and the dogs in a new city! 🐾✨ I take the trains and the buses, and she is the one who sits by the window. ❤️

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