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Readalog #16 | Take Me Somewhere Nice

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Readalog by Neha

January 27 · Issue #16 · View online

I collect words the way some people collect coins or butterfly specimens.
And this is where I share some of them with you.


Do you ever feel as if some days are the very manifestation of cheerfulness, while on some days even breathing is a task? Yeah? Well, I certainly do so. And today (or was it yesterday?) is the latter—one of those dreadful, distasteful and dull days—that doesn’t seem to end anytime soon.
How do you cope with these episodes, if at all? I get by with a little help from music, books, kadak chai and massive dollops of comforting words from my people. Ah, what would I do without those words?
Anyway, hope you like reading this issue. If you do, please pass it on to your people too. Maybe they’ll like it too. Thank you! :)

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Book of the Week
A Golden Age. Tahmima Anam.
A Golden Age. Tahmima Anam.
How very close it is to illness. The loose, restless limbs. The feverish cheeks. The burning salt of the heart. The prickle of sweat. Love.
In Three Words: Riveting. Heroic. Sincere.
Beyond the Book: There is an entire personal history which fed the narrative, one that of the author’s own family. A history of what happens when war intrudes unexpectedly on the normal rhythms of life. “I suppose the idea I had was that people brought their histories, their personal histories, their struggles, their familial struggles into that war,” Tahmima said in an interview to NPR.
Buy the book here.
Word Wise
degrassé
adj. entranced and unsettled by the vastness of the universe, experienced in a jolt of recognition that the night sky is not just a wallpaper but a deeply foreign ocean whose currents are steadily carrying off all other castaways, who share our predicament but are already well out of earshot—worlds and stars who would’ve been lost entirely except for the scrap of light they were able to fling out into the dark, a message in a bottle that’s only just now washing up in the Earth’s atmosphere, an invitation to a party that already ended a million years ago.
#FF
@abhiart. Abhishek is an artist whose strokes speak straight to the soul. He brings a mesmerising dimension to mythology and folklore, one which it’s excruciating to tear yourself away from. Follow him for your regular dose of the sublime.
#OnLoop
Take Me Somewhere Nice by Mogwai. For days like today. On loop. Forever. Till the sadness rolls itself into a ball and leaves your body, shred by shred. Try it sometime.
As ever,
With warmth and gratitude
Neha
P.S.: Bringing Letters Back
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