F*ck Love By Tarryn Fisher

After reading the intriguing story of Kafka by Murakami, I decided to read something which would be fun and easy on my mind. As I was browsing through GoodReads to discover my next novel; I stumbled upon this really entertaining and hilarious novel by Tarryn Fisher called F*ck love. There are some really emotional moments in the book too, but overall it was engaging to a point where I completed it within a day and a half.

The best part about the book is the wonderful quotations used by the author. I’m mighty impressed by her writing. I ended up going through all her social media handles! From all my very impromptu reaseach I conclude that Tarryn Fisher is one coming of age author who knows exactly how to keep her readers coming back for more. I’m drawn to her personality and the beauty of the language she uses. Don’t believe me ? Then check out some of my favourite quotations from her book F*ck love- 

Awkward social situations are the building blocks of life.

*Isn’t it absolutely true? 😉😉

There was room in my heart for forgiveness; there wasn’t room in my life for someone who constantly needed it.

*All the right feels. 😢😢

You’re a dead language, you know that? No one is like you, and you are like no one.

 *If someone ever tells me this; I would swoon .❤❤

Life is but a carousel of four seasons. Unpredictable for the most part. Happy. Unhappy. Content. Searching. Mess up the order, and they still rebound at one point or another. I’ve learned that revolution can be inward or outward. A move across the country to gain perspective. A change of heart and mind to gain sanity. But the point is to revolt when the season changes. If only to quench your thirst, revolt.

* Food for thought. ✌👍👏👏

Don’t make someone burn, and then try to douse the flames with the things you should have done. Those regrets are gasoline not water. 

*Did all the fuckboys get a message?  👊

Contrast is important in life. We understand what light is because we can compare it with what we know is dark. Sweet is made sweeter after we eat something bitter. It’s the very same with sadness. And it’s important to experience sadness, to embrace it in order to truly know happiness. I was just a flat line until he came along. And maybe now I’m hurting. But isn’t that what love is supposed to do? Make you feel, make you brave, make you look at yourself more carefully?

*Genius Woman. 👧👧

On pain, life and nature.

Pain – a single four letter word with a profound significance. Pain comes in all shapes, sizes and…in terms of people, I guess mostly people. Because everything else is recoverable, but the moments in terms of life or lifespan in terms of moments that you’ve spent with an another individual is irrevocable. Does the hurt transform into strength? Newton presented a theory that energy is never lost, but only transforms itself from one form to another. The world accepts this legal philosophy of physics; is it applicable to emotions as well? 

One thing that is concrete in my mind is that pain, hurt and failure is unavoidable no matter how much you try to dodge them. Can you avoid the stars at night or the sky? They’re travelling to be always there as long as you breathe and beyond. You’ve accepted it and that no longer terrifies you. You’re not going to be terrified when the sun shines with greater intensity on some days or if it pours like cats and dogs! You’ve taken the fact that sun and the rain are part of life and the universe. You experience that on some days it’s going to rain harder and on others you’re going to sweat profusely. It’s fairly common knowledge. Likewise, there will be days on which life will be sunnier and there’ll be days where your life will get dark and cloudy. How to bear with this transition is a question but the answer is simple – Accept it.

Similarly, begin to look at life through the glasses with which you observe nature. They’re both co-aligned and will help you understand the life you live better. 

When you interpret the workings of nature and living, you’re bound to find many similarities in both of them. Nature and life are both sacred, important and interconnected since time immemorial. 

Exactly like how earth heals itself after a thunderous storm you will too. You will always, believe in this.


Book Review: Kafka On The Shore 

I just finished reading one of the notable works of Haruki Murakami – The Kafka On The Shore and I’m floored. Never has any book brought me a tingling excitement, a sort of internal exhilaration like this one did. Murakami’s ideas, opinions and emotions are majestically carved into simple words which will compel you to think beyond the boundaries of the everyday life. 

He intelligently teases the realms of possibility in each paragraph, but there is nothing absurd or senseless about it. Kafka On The Shore is a fiction which will help you see yourself and the reality you live in a little bit better. I’m absolutely in awe around the way in which all the events are connected so well, despite being too far  away to form a tangible and meaningful connection, but Murakami has done it with so much simplicity that as a reader you’re internally slow clapping for him. 
Each character possesses a different story to tell. The characters developed by him are so mesmerising, it feels almost as though you are actually living their life as well as their story. To me, that is extremely important while reading; to constitute a bond with the people about whom I am reading . In short,  all the people constituting in this story are delightful folks and you just cannot help but love them with all your spirit. 

After completing this book there is a kind of seismic shift in me, my thought process. The window through which I looked at life has definitely been altered for good, of course.  With this book I am taking with me a great deal of life lessons,  stories and adventures which are permanently secured in my private library of fond memories. 
This book is a must read for everyone, whether you like philosophy or not. The elements of metaphysics and the metaphors described enhance the beauty of the literature. I request each one of you to at least give it a try, it is once in a life time kind of a novel.
It is safe to say that Kafka on the shore is my favourite book till date. 



Nothing is a coincidence 

Coincidence- I don’t believe in them. I think it is necessary that you should know this fact before you proceed to read any further. I feel that coincidence is a light word on the lips. So Likewise are the words chance, luck, etc. All your past results have occurred in a particular order, a definitive pattern to create your present moment. Similarly, your future is already designed based on your present and the events that are occurring at the instant. 

This is a kind of complex process yet extremely distinct like the finger prints on your fingers. There is a different pattern for everyone. Well,  my point is that, can you truly believe  that there are events occurring in this extraordinary plan  only by chance without any purpose, mere coincidences? It doesn’t sit very well with me. 

I firmly feel that whatever has happened to an individual, is happening and will happen are meant to be. It was in fact already decided, somehow. Coincidences are like clues to a revelation of the life, mind you, not sheer luck or whatever sort of chance.
While I’m at it, let me phrase some more ideas that have been tugged behind by mind for a while now. You consider some activities and events as trivial. But, to me nothing anymore is trivial in this universe. You wake up every morning to add two teaspoons of sugar in your coffee, that is a routine and sounds trivial. What if you die later on having that cup of coffee (I don’t see why you can’t die because there is a 100% probability of us dying at any moment we live). The only thing people will remember and highlight about you is how added two spoons of sugar before your demise. That will be the final thing which will remain about you in the earth. Your last memory of lifetime. Tell me, do you suppose that adding sugar to your coffee was trivial?  No, it is not.  Everything along the face of earth cannot be regarded as unimportant if you’re relating it to death. That’s where gratitude comes into play. Appreciate everything and everyone that is there for you now,  at the second. Be thankful for breathing and living. 
Nothing that you own is trivial or baseless everything has its role. Most importantly,  learn to value everything you’ve acquired before you lose them forever. 

Emotional Excess 

It is a curse to feel so much love and so much pain

Before you know, you’re drowning 

Because emotions are that overwhelming 

How do I cancel out this chaos?

I don’t know,  I don’t know; despite me  being the architect of my ruin and letting you be my destruction of choice 

All this emotional excess and writing about you being an only escape 

Is there any genuine liberation for me at all? 

Well, only time will tell 

I hope this time the time should have only good things to tell


I’m rarely active on Snapchat but recently I had a thought to go creative on this platform as well with quotes, pictures and the like (: as it offers an instant sharing option.  I don’t know for sure if I will carry out this plan or let it diffuse into the oblivion but hey!  I want to give it a try.
So, if you’d like to catch-up with me there, my username will be anaidalove. 💎

 I’d be delighted to know more about your lives as well. Cheers! 🌺🌻

Laila’s  encounter with Courage

Over the years, Laila had gathered all her fears and self-critical thoughts,  had put them in a vault. Laila knew the combination of the vault by heart and often frequented visits to the vault, despite of knowing that it would only yield despair. One day it so happened that Laila chanced to encounter Courage for the briefest amount of time, Laila and Courage chit chatted for a while and she explained to Courage about all her fears locked in that vault. Little did she know that Courage was a master at changing the combination of the vaults of fears. She felt quite confident after her chance encounter with Courage; she hopped back to her place with a smile plastered on her face. But, Laila was a creature of habit, so she visited the vault of fears again. She plugged in the combination to open the lock, surprisingly, this time the vault didn’t open. 

Courage had done its part.