In need of haven of quiet hours.

Assortive thoughts rave inside my head as always. I have never succeeded in successfully implementing my motto of "minimum thoughts".

I love quiet hours.

I am not very social.

I need to feel good vibes to continue conversation with anyone.

This aren't any what bothers me now.

I am surprised that my father doesn't even know that I have blog or that I love to read or write.

I am experimenting reading three paper books (Catch 22, Bag of Bones, Sea of Poppies) and one eBook (The Lord of Rings).

Seeing me read Amitav Ghosh, all he had to ask with his usual sarcasm was if I had an exam tomorrow. 

I always thought parents would be happy seeing their children read than spending unproductive time on cellphones or computers.

Sometimes I am an alien at my home. My perspectives doesn't very much go hand in hand with the members at my home.

I hate when I am disturbed while reading, writing, eating or watching a good movie. Is it same with you too?

To a question my friend asked to me recently, I wasn't able give a quick answer. He asked if my father knew that my future plans is only to write and earn, buy books with that money, read them and watch plenty of movies with the leftover. The above anecdote clarifies it with no demands for apparent explanation.  

N.B Documenting is important. The recent movie Big Eyes flicks a warning light to all the creative humans. Never share the credits of your creativity. I suggest my filmy friends to watch this movie if they haven't. I loved the movie and all the paintings in it which is of Margaret Keane.