what a lovely morning it was. the weather held up blessing us with beautiful blue skies...what a perfect way to start the day- with the wind in your hair, lovely rays of cheery sun reflected off the crystal clear waters and a book in hand.
i'm glad i brought Unaccustomed Earth along, it was so apt, the themes of human emotion mirroring nature. surrounded by nature i found myself savouring the book even more now than when i first read it.
My favourite of the collection of short stories are the last 3 connected short stories about an Indian girl and an Indian boy who spent just a month together in the same house, their families briefly connected. It was written first from her perspective, and then in the 2nd story you hear his side of the story and his life after that short time they spent together. And the 3rd story was written from both perspectives many years after, when they meet again and fall in love. Yet, again- their paths crossing for the briefest of moments in this long existence we call life.
It ends when the boy who by the 3rd book is a grown man of about 40 dies in the boxing day Tsunami, not far from where we were floating about joyously.
Labels: eveel reads, phuket, travel bug