Monday Musings: Stood Divided (A Poem)

The night was dark and it was dreary,

Walking through the mist,

The stranger was weary.

He didn’t know what the next day might bring,

He was witnessing something historic,

Written in blood, a song his soul would sing.

The day that left many in an utter mess,

What future might hold,

Was anyone’s guess.

But one thing was for sure and then some,

All the things that led them to this point,

Would be talked about for years to come.

They were free, at last,

The stranger mused, taking with him,

The wounds he endured in the past.

There was hope for the story untold,

But there was dread too,

For what might unfold.

Between the pages of the history,

The truth might be lost,

Somethings might remain forever a mystery.

A nation stood divided that day,

It was true, the freedom was theirs,

But a hefty price they had to pay.

‘One’ would now become a ‘two,’

As he walked into the dark, towards the unknown,

Wondering of the past and the things he knew.

To make his mark, with freedom gained,

And it was all that mattered the most,

The fact that both the nations remained…

Note: This poem is entered in the ‘history-retold-2018’ competition at If you are able to, then kindly comment or like my story there because that will count as votes. Thank you!

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P.S. Story behind this piece: It was a spontaneous piece that I wrote for the history-retold competition. The historical event at the back of my mind was Indo-Pak subcontinent separation (August 1947). However, someone pointed out that it reminded them of the American civil war. I guess, it does fit that scenario as well. In either case, I really do hope that it resonates the positive note which I was aiming for.

Do let me know what you think of it? I’d really love to hear your opinion. Thanks!

P.P.S. What do you think of this Monday Musings tradition? I think I might keep it going.

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Our Favorite Books Turned Into Movies

Don’t we all love movies that are based on our favorite books? I do and I know how everyone says that readers are never satisfied with the movie adaptations, well, I’m not that reader. I’m fairly easy to please when it comes to movies that tell my favorite stories. As long as, acting is good and it captures the most important parts of the book, I will love it. However, that is if I read the book before watching the movie. On those rare occasions when I happen to watch the movie before reading the book, I almost always start disliking the movie. I’m not sure why it is but it is what is it. 😉 So, I usually make sure that I don’t accidentally watch the movie first. For example, I never watched Anna Karenina (2012), even though I wanted to, because I hadn’t read the book. (I’m reading it now and plan to watch the movie right after).

What are some of your most favorite books to movies adaptations?


I will start with Pride and Prejudice (2005)

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I love Jane Austen, all her books are on my favorite shelf. But Pride and Prejudice by Jane Austen has always been special to me. the reason is that it is the first romance novel that I ever read. Basically, Jane Austen introduced me to the romance genre. Which makes it special for me and when I watched the movie I fell a little more in love with both Elizabeth Bennett and Fitzwilliam Darcy. Elizabeth remains one of my absolute favorite literary characters of all times.

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Number two on my list is Gone Girl (2015)

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It’s based on another one of my favorite novels by the same name Gone Girl by Gillian Flynn. This one introduced me to the genre of psychological thrillers. Although I haven’t read many of those, I do enjoy a good psychological thriller now and then and this one is definitely superb. I loved both the book and the movie. It’s really mind-blowing kind of story which will keep you second guessing everything and the ending will definitely shock you. It did me.

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Nest, of course, Harry Potter films

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I loved all eight of them. I don’t think that these movies or books need any introduction. Harry Potter series by J.K. Rowling is one of the most read series in the world. The series was written for children. It’s full of magic and magical creatures. I think it is safe to say that it has been enjoyed by all age groups. I was a teenager when I read the first Harry Potter book and watched the movie. Since then it has been my most read book series and most watched movies.


If we are talking about Harry Potter then we cannot forget Lord of the Rings by J.R.R. Tolkien. I may be wrong but I think Lord of the Rings trilogy is one the best books-to-films adaptations that I have ever watched. The way Middle Earth is portrayed is simply amazing and all the actors have done justice to their respective characters. I really love these movies, although they are very long and you need time to watch them back to back. I have done it many times though. I am a binge watcher. 😉

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Crazy Rich Asians (2018) is an amazing romantic comedy. It is based on the novel with the same name, written by Kevin Kwan.


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The story is about a New Yorker Rachel Chu who agrees to attend her boyfriend’s cousin’s wedding in Singapore. What she doesn’t know is the fact that her boyfriend is actually super rich and his family is a traditional Asian family. There is no way she would ever fit into their world. Still, she is willing to make an effort because she really loves Nick. Things are going to get really crazy before they get better. It’s a fun, heartwarming, feel-good kind of romantic story which made me laugh many times. I really enjoyed this one.

By the way, you need to check out that cousin’s wedding scene. It is the most extravagant and the best wedding scene ever! I loved it.

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These are just a few titles in a very long list of books and movies that I’ve enjoyed over the years. I really like re-reading and re-watching my favorite ones.

P.S. What are some of your favorite movies that are based on books? Do share and It doesn’t matter whether you’ve read the books or not, chances are that I’d have anyway. 😉

All That We Know (Part Two)


The day Zain left me in the hospital, broken and battered from the tragedy that had befallen us, my life has taken a turn I never imagined it would. This is life though, things happen unexpectedly and we adapt accordingly. That day I not only lost our unborn child but I also lost my husband, the only man I have ever truly loved. Zain was a strange person, I always knew that. He was different and that’s what had attracted me to him. Soon I realized that different doesn’t always mean good. He was abusive, not physically but emotionally. With him, I was never happy but without him, I am still not happy. I was depressed for a long time after that. Finally, I am fine now, at least I think that I am. I have gathered all the broken pieces of my heart and I have put them together, all on my own. I am in a good place and I don’t want to change anything that might disturb my newfound peace. Hania, however, seems to think that I need a man in my life to make it complete. I would never understand why people think that way. Is it really that hard to believe that I can be happy without a man?

“I am your friend,” she was saying, “I want what’s best for you.”

“And you think your brother is what’s best for me?” I am annoyed there is no doubt in that.

“Look, he likes you. I know he does. I also happen to know that you like him too. Why don’t you two go on one date? If it isn’t meant to be then that’s okay, I’ll stop pestering you, but at least give it a try. I know you are both perfect for each other.”

“Why do you think I need to date?”

“Have you ever wondered that maybe it’s not you but him I think that about?”


“I know you’re an independent woman. I understand your fears and your lack of interest in having a relationship. I also know that you don’t need anyone but yourself to be happy. You’re forgetting that I was there, with you, when your assh*le of a husband left you. I have seen your strength and that’s exactly why I think you’re perfect for my brother.”

“What do you mean? What’s wrong with your brother?”

“Nothing is wrong with him. I just worry about his lack of dating life. Do you know he has never dated anyone at all?”



That is indeed an interesting and disturbing fact. He looks like a model, he is rich, I’m sure girls would love to go out with him then why has he never dated? I don’t think even Hania knows or she would tell me. We have no secrets, the two of us.

“So, what do you say?”

“Ok, one date.”


“Don’t get too excited. It’s just one date.”

I must admit that I am very curious about him now. I want to know his story. I want to be the person who will heal his wounds if there are any. I will teach him to how to make his life worth living even without anyone to share it with. Suddenly I have a new purpose in life that might not be all bad.


My sister is such a pest. I’m not sure how she managed it but she has finally convinced us to go on a date. So, here we are. I must say that Sara is the most beautiful woman I have ever met. I do like her a lot. I just don’t like dating.

“I hear you’ve never dated before,” she said.

I am going to kill my sister for telling her that little bit of information, “I don’t usually find time for that kind of thing.”

“That’s just an excuse, don’t you think?” She smiled.

“I don’t know, there is no other reason.”

“You do like women though, I mean you aren’t gay, right? Not that anything wrong with it… but then this date would be pointless.” She was flustered.

“Don’t worry it’s nothing like that,” I laughed, “as I said there really is no reason. I just never have. I simply didn’t think about it.”

“What do you do when you get bored?”

“I don’t get bored. I read.”

“Ah! You’re the bookish type then.”


“Oh, nothing,” she continued, “I just love nerdy men.”

“What?” I chuckled, “Are you saying that you love me?”

“Huh? No! That’s not what I meant,” she added hastily, “you know it’s not.”

“Relax, I was just kidding.”

“So, do you think you will date me then?”

“Do you want me to?”

“I think I do.”

“Then I will.”

And that’s how our love story began. We both enjoy each other’s company and I am beginning to like her even more. I don’t think she is stuffy, now that I am getting to know her. I think she is cautious and that’s a good thing. I hope this thing works out well for both of us. I’d hate to cause my sister any pain. I know how close the two women are. Hurting Sara means hurting Hania and that’s the last thing I’d ever want to do. It didn’t even occur to me that she might end up hurting me.


Shan turned out to be one of the good guys. He is considerate, he is funny, he makes me laugh, and slowly he is breaking the ice around my heart. I’m beginning to fall in love with him. I thought I’d never love anyone again, yet he is someone so easy to love. There is something about him that puts my mind at ease. When I am with him, I don’t fear as much as I thought I would. I want to tell him everything and I want him to return the favor. He doesn’t though. I can feel his reluctance to share some private parts of his life with me or maybe he is just not the sharing kind of person.

“Are you alright?” I asked him.

“I am fine,” he smiled, “what do you want to watch?”

“Pride and Prejudice.”

“No, please, not again,” he groaned, “how many times have we watched that movie? I think this time I should choose.”

“I was kidding,” I said teasingly, “I just got this new movie that released a while ago and we’re watching that today.”

“That’s exciting.”

I open my eyes and see Shan looking at me oddly.


“You fell asleep.”

“Sorry about that.” But it didn’t explain why he was looking at me like that.

“You were talking in your sleep.”

“I was?”

“I just,” he looked for words, “Hmm, I didn’t know about your past.”

“Hania didn’t tell you?”

“No. I’m sorry that you went through something so painful.”

“It was a long time ago.” I gave him a warm smile. It is true I no longer feel the pain that used to come with these memories. Now, I am at peace with my life.

“You’re such an amazingly strong woman. I love that about you.”

“Are you saying you love me?” This time I teased him.

“Yeah, I think I am.”

His reply rendered me speechless. “It’s ok, I know you aren’t there yet. I am a patient man. I will wait for you.”

To be continued…

Read Part One here

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Ten Bookish Facts About Me

So, this post is all about me as a reader. I saw other bloggers sharing posts like this and I thought it was a great idea. I have always wanted to do it. This is the best way to get to know each other. Since I am a book blogger, it is safe to assume that I read a lot and that I love books. However, to what extent and how deep this book obsession goes, well, you will find out soon. So, read away!

  1. I usually read more than one books at a time.
  2. I usually read a normal length novel in one sitting. It takes me two to three hours, four max.
  3. I read a few erotica/erotic romance back in the day but soon got bored of the genre and have never picked it up ever since.
  4. I love murder mysteries these days, especially cozy mysteries. I am prone to switching between genres. No one genre holds my interest for long. The longest one that I read was probably horror novels, I read them pretty much all through my teenage.
  5. I prefer paperbacks to ebooks or hardcovers.
  6. I love old books more than new ones. So, I usually shop at old book banks. It means that I’m not usually up-to-date with my reads, but that doesn’t matter to me. I don’t have to read books that are published recently.
  7. I hate waiting for books so I usually only start a series when it’s already complete. The only time I read an incomplete series is when I am not aware that it’s an ongoing series. Only find that out once I’ve read book one and then I have to wait for the next book because I enjoyed it.
  8. I hate it when non-readers want to borrow my books. I know they will never read it and most probably will not return it and I just hate that they bother me with requests to borrow my babies. Why don’t people realize how precious books are to readers like me? It’s quite annoying. But when fellow readers ask, I am more than happy to lend my books and look forward to the discussion we will have later. 😉
  9. In my entire life, I’ve never met a person who shares my taste in books. By the way, I’m not talking about my online friends. Some of them do share my taste, some even write the books that I love.
  10. There is nothing I enjoy more than reading a good book. “Of all the things in the world I love books best.”

P.S. What about you? Any odd bookish habits that you would like to share? Let’s get to know each other

All That We Know (Part One)

Almost all girls dream about their happily ever after. It is something that everyone knows they do. Sara was no different. Since the day she met Zain she had been dreaming of a future with him, a future full of hope and love. Zain, however, didn’t even know she existed. He was aloof and self-absorbed. For him the only person worth loving was himself. Poor Sara, she was in a world of trouble. But that would turn out to be the least of her worries. Life is so tricky at times, don’t you agree?



“I had a dream once, a dream where I was happy and loved,” Sara told her friends, “I never thought I would end up in a relationship that would suck all my energy, leaving me broken and battered.”

“At least you are free now,” her friend said, “there is still life ahead of you. You can start over and maybe this time you will find your happily ever after.”

The only problem was that Sara no longer believed in the love or happy endings. She was sad and all she needed was someplace secluded where she could live the rest of her life in peace. She had suffered enough and was not ready to let people in. People only brought trouble, they were good for nothing and she planned to stay away from them, as far away as possible.


I don’t know how it is for others, but my brain catalogs things as unimportant and then buries them underneath all the things it perceives to be important. That’s why I don’t always remember everything. I have very limited long-term memory. I don’t remember much and rarely things that I won’t use in life anyway. Also, the funny thing is that the few things I do remember don’t make much sense. They shape my present. I know they are important but they don’t let me connect with people. Sometimes I wonder if these memories are real or just manifestation of my own demons. I don’t know much and it is quite annoying when you think about it. Most days my brain is a mush and I hate it. I’ve learned to live with it though. I’m one of those people who accept their reality quickly rather than keep trying to change it, which is almost always futile.

This is my life and it’s not perfect by any means, but I’m happy. As happy as anyone on this planet can be. I live alone. I’ve my books to keep me company. Don’t get me wrong though, I have a family and friends I am close to. They visit me often and sometimes I visit them. That’s how I met Sara. She is my sister’s best friend. Lately, she has been invited to every family gathering I’ve been to. I wonder what is my sister up to. Nothing good, if I know her well, which I think I do.

“Hi,” Sara said, “it’s good to see you again.”

“Is it?” Shan replied, “I thought you hated me.”

“What? Why would you think that?”

“Well, probably because of your frown? Every time we talk you’ve got this annoyed look on your face.”

“I do?”

It was as if that came as a surprise to her. Didn’t she know that she has never smiled at me? Not even once, in all these times we’ve met. Sometimes I wonder what her story is then I decide it’s none of my damned business.

“I’m sorry I never noticed that,” she was blushing with embarrassment, “It’s not that I dislike you or talking to you. I’m just not comfortable around men in general.”

“Good to know,” he said, “I was beginning to think you hate me.”

“What are you two talking about?” Hania entered the kitchen just then.

“Oh, nothing important,” Sara said hastily, “let’s go out. I want to enjoy the bone fire.”

Sara took my sister’s hand and dragged her out. Just before leaving Hania gave me a weird look. I know what she is trying to do and I do like Sara but she is too serious, too stuffy, and also, I’m not interested in having a relationship at the moment. Maybe never. I need to sort out my life first. There are secrets in my past that even I don’t know about.


I love them both, my friend and my brother, but they are such idiots. I know how much they love each other. What I don’t understand is why can’t they see what’s right in front of them. People can be so silly at times. I guess this is how life is, we made up lies in our heads and they don’t let us see the truth. Take Sara, for example, she says she doesn’t believe in love anymore. I don’t believe it for a second. She is hurt that much is obvious, but she is healing too and I know for a fact that she loves my brother. My brother, on the other hand, thinks that he doesn’t need anyone other than his books, ridiculous! What am I going to do with these two idiots?

Me? Well, I’m the kind of person who lives in the moment. I am not someone who makes up lies in her head instead I let the world show me everything it wants me to see. I don’t know what I want from life but I do know that I want to be happy. The only two things that are important to me are happiness and love. I also think that they go hand in hand. That’s why I am bent upon making my brother see sense. Then he can convince Sara to give up on the notion of a loveless life. Why would anyone want that? My heart breaks to see my friend so sad. She needs someone in her life and I’d make sure that she finds him.

They are perfect for each other and I will make sure that they realize it before it’s too late.

“Hania, I need your help,” someone shouted from the other room. It must be one of my roommates. They always want something from me. I am thinking of moving out of this dump soon. Sharing a place with three self-absorbed divas is no fun, I tell you.

To be continued…

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TBR: Books I’ve Been Dying To Read

My to-be-read (TBR) list is so long that it is practically impossible for me to read all those books. Does that stop me from adding more books to the pile? No, absolutely not. There are simply so many books out there and I want to read as many of them as possible. However, there are definitely some books that I want to read more than the others. I’ve compiled a list of books/series I want to read, hopefully, before this year ends and I thought I’d share them with you all.

The Lunar Chronicles by Marissa Meyer

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I already got all the four books and plan to read it very soon. Now only if I can find time for this. The problem is that I am a very impatient reader. I know that if I read the first book I’d want to keep reading and for that I need time. That’s why I have been waiting to start it. Let’s hope I get that chance soon. Sometimes other books distract me and I don’t get to read as I plan.

I have only heard good things about this series and I’m really looking forward to reading it soon.

Night World Series by L.J. Smith

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This is another series I planned to read, unfortunately, I just realized that I might never get around to it. As I was researching online I found out that not only is this an incomplete series, but also the last book in the series might never be published. I think it would be pointless to start it because then I’d just feel annoyed at not being able to complete the series. I pity the people who have been waiting for the final installment for over 20 years, just imagine!


I have read the Vampire Diaries series by the same author. I all honesty, it was a little disappointing. The series had started good but then it took a turn for the worst. I really didn’t like how that one had ended. Still, I wanted to give the author another chance. I have read some great review about Night world series and many readers claimed that it is much better than Vampire Diaries. That’s how it ended up on my TBR list and I even bought the book. Only to realize later that tenth and final book has yet to be published.

I am undecided actually, on one hand, I do want to read the series, but also I fear that in the end I’ll just be disappointed. As I said earlier, I am a very impatient reader and never ever willingly start a series unless it is already complete.

All the Lives We Never Lived: A Novel by Anuradha Roy

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All the Lives We Never Lived

It’s a historical fiction set in India and Dutch-held Bali. The story is about a woman who chooses her freedom over parenthood, told by her son. I feel that this might be something I’d want to read although I don’t have really high hopes for this book. Mostly, because it is set in the turbulent time of war and I rarely like such books. Still, it is supposedly a bestseller this year so I thought why not give it a chance?

The Crazy Rich Davenports by Shannyn Leah and Kelly Moore

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Dare to Enter (The Crazy Rich Davenports #1)

So, I have actually read the first two books of this series and they are great. It’s funny, mysterious, and so crazy that I couldn’t help but fall in love with these books. The story is told from different POVs and each character brings their own kind of craziness into the mix. A heartbroken widow, who tries to avoid all her problems by drinking and having sex with anyone and everyone. A lunatic mother who does her best to keep her daughter and grandchildren safe in a way she knows best. Two grandchildren who are sick and tired of their mother’s indifference and their grandmother’s craziness. Littles, kids who don’t know any better and their Nanny who is even crazier than all the Davenports put together. Each book ends on a cliffhanger. This is another series which is ongoing but I think the authors of CRD series are not going to let their readers down. I am looking forward to reading the next books. I hope that it continues to amuse me the way first two books have.

You can check out my review of book one here Books Eater

The Siren by Kiera Cass

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The Siren

This is another book that has been sitting on my shelf for quite some time now. It’s a YA fantasy novel and I’m really looking forward to reading it. Mostly, because I love fantasy novels but also because I have really high hopes for this one. The story is about a siren who falls in love with a human and that put them both in danger.

These are few of many books that I have been dying to read. Some of them I am sure I will read soon while there will be those I might never get around to read after all. That is how it is, you just keep finding new books to read and then you forget about the ones you were planning to read before them. let’s just hope that I get to read all of these and more.

P.S. I’d love to hear what’s at the top of your TBR pile, so do share. Happy reading, readers!

P.P.S. So, how many of these books have you read and what are your thoughts? Were they worth reading or didn’t live up to their hype?

A Story Worth Telling (Part Three)

Some stories were not easy to tell because they made your heart bleed. This was one of them. It was the story of a daughter who one day learned that the life her father gave her was a lie. Her very existence was a lie and there was no one she could trust, least of all her own father.

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“I am sorry,” Sahir was saying, “I didn’t mean for you to suffer, but your father needed to be held accountable for what he had done.”

“I don’t blame you,” I said, my voice was hoarse from crying so much. After all, it was not his fault. He was only doing what was right and I agreed with him; my father needed to pay for his crimes.

“Zara,” he sounded concerned, “you don’t have to help me if you don’t want to.”

“No,” I whipped my tears, “I am determined to help you and everyone who has been suffering because of papa. I’d do anything.”

“Then we will see this through,” he said, as determined as I was, maybe even more.

At that moment I was glad that my mother was not alive or this would’ve broken her heart. She was the kindest person I knew, I wondered how she ended up with a crook like my father. It’s not that I didn’t love him anymore, I still did, he was my father and I’d always love him no matter what. But I’d never be able to respect him ever again. I thought that was the worst thing that could happen to a child; losing respect for a parent. It was truly heartbreaking.

“I’ve waited for so long,” Sahir was talking again, “it was the only thing that kept me motivated, revenge, to make that person pay… all the lives that were lost, and all the souls that have mourned, I just want them to have their peace. It is the only thing I can do for them.”

I gave him a small, sad, smile. He was a good man. He had faced such hardships at such a young age which I couldn’t even begin to imagine, and he had come out a hero. Today was the day he would get his revenge, his justice, and my father would spend the rest of his days in jail. I was sad for my father but I was happy for all the people he had used and discarded without a second thought.

The day came and the day went. I had collected enough evidence that no court in the world was going to rule in favor of Mr. Wasayah. I knew it and he knew it as well. At the end that’s exactly what happened, he went to jail, and all his wealth was ceased by the court. I felt sorry for his daughter. Zara didn’t deserve a father like him, but there was nothing I could do to ease her pain.

When I first seek her out, I didn’t think she would actually help me, but she did. She worked hard with me and we did it together. We had apprehended the most corrupt man in our country. It was not easy. I spent many years to do it, I was resilient, I weathered every storm that came my way, there was only one thing I wanted in life and at last, I had it. He was behind bars where he deserved to be. However, now my life was without purpose once again.

“Mr. Sahir,” someone was calling my name. I looked up and there she was, Zara, just the woman I was thinking about.

“If you don’t mind, may I join you?”

“Sure,” I got up and offered her a seat.

“I was just having my evening tea,” I said, “What can I get you?”

“Tea is fine,” this time her smile was not sad like the last time I saw her.

“Very well then.”

Soon, we were chatting away like old friends and that’s when my life got a new purpose; Zara. She was like hope, bright and filled with joy. I decided then and there to spend the rest of my life with this woman. I just prayed that she felt the same way.

“I plan to continue what we started,” she was saying, “we don’t have to stop here. With your legal expertise and my connections, we can keep helping people in any way possible. What do you think?”

“I think nothing sounds better than that,” I smiled, “a life lived for others is a life worth living, after all.”

“Yes, let’s live for others for as long as we can.”

It seemed that we had both found our purpose in life. And what a worthy life it was going to be!

The End

Read Part One Here

Read Part Two Here

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My Favorite Bookish Quotes That Clicked

Do you ever come across a line that is so well written that it takes your breath away? Some books are just so quotable. You can read them many times and still won’t get tired of what they have to say. I’ve read some books that were so brilliantly written that to this day quotes from them haunt me. I love that!


I wanted to share some of my most favorite quotes, from my favorite books in this post. These are the quotes I have read and re-read many times just to soak in their meaning. Some are very relatable, some not so much, yet they convey a message that resonates with me. Some I love simply because they’re so bookish.

  1. “… a mine needs books as a sword needs a whetstone, if it is to keep its edge.” ~George R. R. Martin, A Game to Thrones
  2. “The Person, be it a gentleman or lady, who has not pleasure in a good novel, must be intolerably stupid.” ~Jane Austen, Northanger Abbey
  3. “There is no mistaking a real book when one meets it. It is like falling in love.” ~Christopher Morley, Pipeful
  4. “There is no greater agony than bearing an untold story inside you.” ~Maya Angelou, I Know Why the Caged Bird Sings
  5. “You talk when you cease to be at peace with your thoughts.” ~Khalil Gibran, The Prophet
  6. “I solemnly swear I am up to no good.” ~J. K. Rowling, Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban
  7. “Life is an awful, ugly place to not have a best friend.” ~Sarah Dessen, Someone Like You
  8. “Pain and suffering are always inevitable for a large intelligence and a deep heart.” ~Foyodor Dostoevsky, Crime and Punishment
  9. “She had become accustomed to being lonely. She was used to walking alone and to being considered ‘different.’ She did not suffer too much.” ~Betty Smith, A Tree Grows in Brooklyn
  10. “A truth that’s told with bad intent

Beats all the lies you can invent.” ~William Blake, Auguries of Innocence

Have you noticed how some books are very quotable while others not so much? I want to share the most quotable books that I remember reading. These are some of my most favorite reads and I definitely recommend them.

The Alchemist by Paulo Coelho

“Everyone seems to have a clear idea of how other people should lead their lives, but none about his or her own.”

The Wuthering Heights by Emily Brontë

“Be with me always - take any form - drive me mad! only do not leave me in this abyss, where I cannot find you! Oh, God! it is unutterable! I can not live without my life! I can not live without my soul!” 

Pride and Prejudice by Jane Austen

“I declare after all there is no enjoyment like reading! How much sooner one tires of any thing than of a book! -- When I have a house of my own, I shall be miserable if I have not an excellent library.” 

Gone Girl by Gillian Flynn

Gone Girl

“A lot of people lacked that gift: knowing when to fuck off.” 
“People love talking, and I have never been a huge talker. I carry on an inner monologue, but the words often don't reach my lips.” 

Alice’s Adventures in Wonderland by Lewis Carroll

“Why, sometimes I've believed as many as six impossible things before breakfast.” 
“Who in the world am I? Ah, that's the great puzzle.” 
“If everybody minded their own business, the world would go around a great deal faster than it does.” 
“Would you tell me, please, which way I ought to go from here?'
'That depends a good deal on where you want to get to,' said the Cat.
'I don't much care where -' said Alice.
'Then it doesn't matter which way you go,' said the Cat.
'- so long as I get SOMEWHERE,' Alice added as an explanation.
'Oh, you're sure to do that,' said the Cat, 'if you only walk long enough.” 

Great Expectations by Charles Dickens

“In a word, I was too cowardly to do what I knew to be right, as I had been too cowardly to avoid doing what I knew to be wrong.” 

It wasn’t easy for me to choose just a few quotes from these books, but I had to. Otherwise, this post will become a never-ending one. Of course, this list only includes the books that I’ve read. I’m sure there are many quotable books out there which I have yet to discover.

P.S. Do share your favorite quotes, I’d love to see what make you stop and take a deep breath while you’re reading a book.

A Story Worth Telling (Part Two)

The city was everything we had hoped for, and it was everything we had dreaded. We were relocated to the slums of the city. Most families were given residence in the same area so, at least, they were still together. After that the stranger left, never to be seen again, for a long, long time.


Life in the city was horrible, that’s the only word that came to my mind while describing it. Soon all the money we were given was gone. Then came the question of finding jobs. It was not easy at all. There wasn’t much that any of us could do. Some found work but most of us remained unemployed. Everything was so expensive in the city. There was no barter system. If you wanted to buy something you had to pay in cash. We didn’t know people there and they didn’t know us. No one would sell to us on credit. It didn’t happen at once, but gradually life became more and more difficult.

The worst thing that happened was people getting sick all the time. There was so much pollution. We had water but it was hardly drinkable. We had homes but they were hardly livable. We were in the city, but hardly anyone had a job. To say that we were unhappy would be the understatement of the century.

We had lost the freedom of wilderness, the purity of air, the security of a simple living, in short, we had lost more than we would ever gain. A lot of people were lost to sickness, some succumbed to starvation. Some scattered all over the city, one by one, leaving in hopes of finding something better. I don’t know how many of them found that better, I never saw them again.

Mulana Sahib and I were living in a small mosque not much different than our village’s. We were content in our lives but worried about our fellow humans, who were forced to live in deplorable conditions.

I had been learning to read. I found a job in a local bookshop as a shopkeeper. Books fascinated me. They gave me hope that I had lost when I lost my home. One day I saw the stranger’s picture in a newspaper. I couldn’t read it but I ascertained it had something to do with how rich he had become when he found oil in some remote desert area. I asked one of my customers to read it to me and that’s how I found out the truth about our benefactor, the person we had trusted blindly and had followed to this wretched city.

His name was Rabi Wasayah. He was a rich industrialist who had found oil in a desert. In our village to be specific. He bought that land paying less than half the price it was worth and found the villagers homes in the slums of the city, which were government owned and were actually free for the poor anyway. After that, he made millions from that land, maybe even more. Villagers never got a single penny of that profit. Poor naïve people believed everything they were told while they were actually being conned.

By all accounts, I was a very successful person. I was rich, I had my own business that thrived with time, and I had everything that I could ever want in life, yet there was something missing.

“Come in,” I said as someone knocked.

“Sir,” my secretary said, “someone is here to see you.”

“Who is it Danish?” I asked, “you know I don’t like to be disturbed during lunch hour.”

“I apologize,” he said, “but this person says it’s of utmost importance that he sees you.”

“What’s his name?”

“I am sorry Sir, but he didn’t give it, he says you won’t know it anyway.”

“Ok, just send him in,” I said since I wasn’t in the mood to have lunch.

The young man who strode in was no older than thirty-five years, he executed confidence and was very well dressed.

“How may I help you?” I asked while gesturing him to have a seat.

“I am not here to ask for your help. I think you have helped people enough,” he said with a smirk.

“Excuse me?” I was taken aback.

“You may not remember me Mr. Wasayah,” he said, “but once upon a time because of you, my world turned upside down. Although, in all honesty, I can’t say it was an entirely a bad thing.”

“Have we met before?” There was indeed something familiar about him but I really couldn’t place him from anywhere.

“Indeed, we have,” he continued, “however, I am not here to renew our acquaintance. I only came to give you a warning; your days as a successful businessman and philanthropist are over.”

He didn’t stay after that, he stood up, handed me his card, gave me a coy smile, and walked out of the room just as he had walked in. Leaving me baffled and as confused as anyone could be at such an encounter. That’s when I read his card, it said Advocate Sahir Danial. I wasn’t familiar with the name, but what about his cryptic warning?

My secretary came in just then and handed me a thick envelope which the young man had left with him. When I opened it, my life turned upside down and I realized at that moment how it felt to be left with nothing but your misery to spend your nights with. All the things I had done wrong, all the people I had conned, all the skeletons in my closet were about to come tumbling down on me and I had a feeling there wouldn’t be anything I’d be able to do about it. My life as I knew it was about to be over and it was all my own fault.

I only had one dream in life; to make that person pay for destroying our little bit of heaven on earth. My name was Sahir Danial and I was an orphan. My village was gone, people I had once called family were gone too, and I had witnessed the cruelty of this world first hand. One man’s greed became the bane of so many lives. People who were living very simple but happy life were suddenly forced to live a very complicated and unhappy one. Not many of them survived, they were not able to do so. They were used to breathing in clean air, drinking clean water, eating healthy food, and living a safe life, albeit an uncertain one. But uncertainty is simply a part of everyone’s life. How were they going to survive the slums of an overpopulated and a very polluted city?

I fought out though, I had always been a fighter. Since the day I was born, I had to survive, for me, for Mulana Sahib and for all those kindhearted souls who were affected by a complete stranger’s greed and falsehood. I knew that no one forced us to leave our homes. We did that on our own. But what did a person to do when he wanted a better life? And was there anyone in the world who didn’t? We were promised a better life, a life of luxury, a life of freedom, a life without distress and woes. Instead, what did we get? Lies! All lies, that’s what we got and I never forgave the evil stranger who did this to us. I waited and I planned. Now it was time for Mr. Wasayah to pay for his crimes, and there were many crimes to pay for.

The more I learned about him, the more I hated the man. He was a vulture who prayed on the innocence of others. He was the worst kind of human being because he gave people hope and then crushed them. He didn’t deserve to be happy and I was going to make sure that he got exactly what he deserved, even if it was the last thing I did on this planet.

To be continued…

Read Part One Here

© 2018, Fizza Younis. All Rights Reserved

Cats and Books: What’s this obsession?

There is no doubt that cats rule the internet. They are indeed the most fun pets you can have. Most of the videos and photos that end up going viral on the internet have something to do with cats.



Cat-Peeking with curiosity


I have observed that most book lovers are obsessed with cats aka they’re the cat people. Or maybe it’s the other way around, I’m not quite sure.


A group of cats is called a ‘clowder’


Almost every day I see a post that has ‘cats and books’ involved. There are some very interesting youtube videos starring cats and books. I personally know readers who own a cat or two and are fond of them. They would tell you the funniest pet stories you’ll ever hear.

After seeing so many posts about cats and books had me thinking, why are the bookish people so obsessed with cats? Or do you think it’s the cats who are obsessed with books and people just love cats? They say that cat people are 11% more likely to be introverts. Maybe that explains why so many readers love them, as they tend to be introverts too. I’ve never had any pets, but I think the reason why so many people love cats (it’s most common house pet in many countries) is that they’re easier to keep. Or maybe there simply are more cats in the world than other house pets? Any thoughts on that pet owners?


Cats & Books



Cats love books


Personally, I am not a cat person but then I’m also not a dog person or any other animal person. I am a book lover and I think cats are cute. I enjoy seeing cat-related posts, pictures, gifs, and videos. They can be really fun and often make me smile. Have you ever noticed how cats are indifferent and just happy doing their own thing? They don’t seem to have a care in the world. They would mind their own business unless they want you to feed them or crave affection. I think most cat owners will agree that they can be a demanding pet. But the good thing is that cats sleep a lot. They sleep almost 70% of their lives. (Maybe I am a cat too because I definitely love to sleep)

“Women and cats will do as they please, and men and dogs should relax and get used to the idea.” Robert A. Heinlein

That’s what I find very interesting about cats and also the fact that they seem to like books too. So, basically, they’re my favorite animal even if I don’t want them as pets. Cats are soft and adorable. Everything aside they have the cutest expressions and sweet smiles.

I have compiled a little collection of my favorite ‘bookish’ and ‘cat-ish’ photos and gifs. I hope you enjoy them. You’re welcome to share your favorite ones.

“If animals could speak, the dog would be a blundering outspoken fellow; but the cat would have the rare grace of never saying a word too much.” Mark Twain

Some more interesting facts about cats;

  1. Cats brains are very similar to human brains, about 90% similar actually. The same regions of brains are responsible for emotions. (Oh, no wonder cats are a moody animal).
  2. Cats can hear ultrasonic sounds and they have exceptionally good vision.
  3. Cats can drink sea water.
  4. Cats can jump from really high places, there are cats who have survived 32 stories’ fall.
  5. Cats cannot taste the sweetness.
  6. In ancient Egypt, slaying a cat was illegal. In many parts of the world a black cat is considered unlucky but in England and Australia, it is considered lucky.
  7. Fear of cats is called Ailurophobia.

“What greater gift than the love of a cat.” Charles Dickens

P.S. I would love to hear your thoughts on this topic. Are you a cat owner? A book lover? Perhaps even both? Let’s get to know each other.