You are what you read

I am one of the many lucky (actually, depends on how you look at it) ones, I pretty much remember most of my childhood. Especially the parts that explain the anomalies in me. I am the least popular when we are sharing childhood stories, I remember most events quite starkly, bursting the bubble of many a sibling's memories of glory days.

For me, the only childhood memory that deserves the adulation was one of reading. Passed from grandmother (read under the covers with a torchlight so the husband wouldn't get disturbed), to mother (who could sit for hours and stare into nothingness thinking of a new book she had read) to me (who lives only because there are books and for my child) and my daughter (as a 4 and half year old she sat lost in the backseat while my sister and I drove to DC with just a stack of Bernstein Bears).

The books I read/read reflect the person I am at that moment - stories as a child (Champak, Tinkle, ACK etc), romance and thrillers as a teen, literary reading for college as an English major, Indian authors in in the US as I missed my motherland, non-fiction and management books as a consultant, etc. Streaming tried to put a serious dent into this habit but I seem to have fought through it quite bravely.

I am that person who is constantly recommending a book, I am that person who has been told numerous times to maintain a reading list, create summaries. I never managed to do, until today, where the world has come to a stand still and I needed something to do.

As I am not a very ambitious person, this list is only related to the blog here - archeology, evolution, history, geography, mythology - fiction and non-fiction.

Not summaries, just points that smacked me quite hard.

Hope you enjoy.