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The Bobbsey Twins on a House Boat : Young Readers

I have always believed in these words (somewhat altered) that  -  ' Its better to hear the Bulbul sing then the mouse squeak' So, I picked this book because its title invites me to experience some thing about life on a House Boat!and I am dying to live on a House Boat from the longest time...(still longing..) but if  you think that the book had satiated my longing of life on a house boat then NOTHING of this sort has happened .It had only increased the want and had made me more miserable ! 
So I am going to do what I am here to do and be done with it that is to write ... And you read about it only ON YOUR OWN RISK as it has the capacity to entice the wanderer in you and summer vacations being just around the corner.. chances are you are gonna find yourself in deep smooth sails.

Now for the story  -Its a simple tale of two sets of Bobbsey twins who along with their two cousins, parents, their loyal cook Dianh and the Captain of the boat are sailing through their vaca…

Dirty Face : Poetry

The poem is so like MY childhood ...
The images are sweet and one can feel good in just a casual glance, without investing much time. 
But, if only for once you spare some precious seconds to 'look' at one of the kids, you will smile inadvertently. The sheer joy on their faces derived from the simplest acts..... The glowing serenity on the contours of the  child with the rabbit, the look in the eyes of the boy with the duck and the concentration in the body language of the child with the net. Divine.
THIS is what Life is all about !

"Where did you get such a dirty face,
My darling dirty-faced child? 
I got it from crawling along in the dirt
And biting two buttons off Jeremy’s shirt.

I got it from chewing the roots of a rose,
And digging for clams in the yard with my nose. I got it from peeking into a dark cave
And painting myself like a Navajo brave.

I got it from playing with coal in the bin,
And signing my name in cement with my chin.
I got if from rolling around on the rug
And giving…


Here is a beautiful poem 'Friends' which I chanced across internet and saved it instantly.It captures the carefree innocence of childhood in simple and pleasant words. The silvery, bell like euphonious quality of the words is enhanced by Donald Zolan painting, and like his other paintings this also portrays the carefree spirit of childhood while in lap of nature. Merry Recital !
"How goodto lie a little whileAnd look up through the tree!
The Sky is like a kind big smile
Bent sweetly over me.

   The Sunshineflickers through the lace
   Of leaves above my head,
   And kisses me upon the face
  Like Mother, before bed.

The Wind comes stealing o'er the grass
To whisper pretty things;
And though I cannot see him pass,
I feel his careful wings.

                                        So many gentle  Friends are near,
Whom one can scarcely see,
A child should never feel a fear,
Wherever he may be."
BY -                            Abbie Farwell Brown Painting : Donald Zohan
Image courte…

For those who dare to TRY..

I think to Live- may be a Bliss                                    ... To those who dare to try                                                                    -  Emily Dickinson
                                                                                                        Happy Day # 53

My Own Nature...

" I'll walk where my own nature would be leading;
It vexes me to choose another guide:
Where the grey flocks in ferny glens are feeding;
Where the wild wind blows on the mountain side. "

                                                                            Happy Day #52

The Hog Music: Young Reader

'The Hog Music' is a book written for young readers offering them much - to read, understand and imagine. The book tells the storyof a parcel sent to Lucy by her Great Aunt  Liza after Lucy's parents shifted west for a new life in Illinois . Aunt Liza refused to go with them and stayed back. Now its Lucy's Birthday and she had send a plain hat in a wooden box via a mail-coach. 

From here the adventure of the box begins ....... and with each incident one thing or the other is added to the box making it rich and sort of mysterious.
 Its route and the fate of Aunt Liza's gift became unpredictable and this adds the element of mystery to the simple tale.

The box passed many hands before reaching to its intended destination and received a souvenir from each of its courier. 

This made its content  fascinating and on opening it Lucy was utterly flummoxed on receiving such a diverse and unusual collection from Aunt Liza!!

She wrote a 'Thank You' note to Aunt Liza and fou…

The Quest

Reading is A Discount Ticket to everywhere. - Mary Schmich
                                                                  #Happy Day 51

# My Dream Library

First things first. 
Bless the person who asked me to write on this :)
"It's only a room with shelves and books,
 but it's far more magical then it looks."

As my dream library is still going to be a time for sometime (may be more like this life time :)) what else can be better then writing about it. 
It involves the conceptualisation, planning, altering, arrangement of books , visualising and writing about it all!!! What a pleasure :D Praise the lord er.. the fellow blogger.

Now for the topic-

"I love my books as drinkers love their wine..
The more I drink , the more they feel divine "

I believe that books can offer you wisdom, joy and understanding  anywhere anytime. Its only when you start to fall in love with them as drinkers love their wine that you feel the desire for a personal library.

According to me,a state or city library needs to be stacked of books on every conceivable topic under the sun,have to be opulent, grand, majestic and stately with big gran…

Phillipa Gregory : Just One Question !

I chanced upon a book called 'The Other Boleyn Girl' in a dusty pile in a dustier corner of a book sale shack in Koramangala. 
I liked the cover image and the book was a story from the Tudor History. On reading I found the book to be sensitively written without hiding the grimness yet avoiding being vulgar. It presenteded the kings and queens as people, with flaws and  weaknesses . As persons with limited options, struck amidst conspiracies of habits and nature.

I liked it.

After some time, I purchased another book on Tudor history around same characters of Queen Anne and King HenryVIII . 
With great expectations I read and found my mouth go sour with 'almost' indecent language, explicit narrations and lifeless, limp fact recitation. 
Its then that I realised the beauty of Phillipa's writing .... true and  imaginative, grim and sensitive... its a boon to read Tudor History through her books. Reading her is like understanding the longings and sufferings of the bejewelle…

Rachel and Obadiah : Young Readers

'Rachel and Obadiah' is another gem for young readers which I got from the same shack for a meagre 10 bucks! 

The book tells about Rachel and Obadiah Starbuck. These are brother and sister who live on Nantucket island.The story opens on a warm, sunny day  at the point when both were picking black berries. Suddenly whole island came alive as the 'Clio ' was returning from a safe journey.
 Obadiah 's brother Asa earned a silver coin by telling the news first to the captain's wife . Jacob Slade,the mill owner had send Asa to deliver the good news. 
Now Obadiah as well as Rachel wanted to earn a silver coin. The 'Speedwell' is coming next week and they have to wait for it.  But Rachel will not get the chance as girls are slow runners.
Now, will Rachel prove them wrong? Will she get the chance to deliver the news and get a coin? Will she be able to out run Obadiah ?
The book is good for the young minds as along with the main story it beautifully hints at many stories…

Ask For A Wish

This beautiful poem I found on Face book and saved it immediately.Later at leisure I searched on the poetess Dora Owenand came to know about her only book "The Book Of Fairy Poetry" which is an anthology of poems on fairies,gnomes,elves and other fantastic creatures, came out in 1920 and it included the only poem sheever wrote- this one! Now it has been learnt by heart and is added to the ever growing list of lullabies-cum-night time songs. My children loved it and are asking for it every night!  Hopes your precious ones will also like this sweet little nugget on elves and fairies full of forlorn charm.
Sweet Dreams 
                                                                         Happy Day #50

Who is this MAN ?

It's not a pic which I should post on social network as it's not bright, nor is any of the person involved are smiling, looking particularly attractive or beautifully dressed. Far from it, its a night time click when you slowly but surely slip into a deep slumber too tired to take heed of your surroundings. And, both the protagonists are tightly packed against the Dehradun winters without any importance to aesthetics.
Still the pic is here just to show the look a 7 month old babygives when she finds that the dominating and boisterous giant of a man called father, that too, a loving papa, first, wraps and disguises a bollywood song as a lullaby and then, sleeps after 4 lines! Arghh...  May be she is wondering "what's more in store MOM?"

                                                    Pihu and her Papa darling  : Happy day # 49
I am almost sure that Kapil Sharma of 'Comedy Nights with Kapil ' must have stole the line- "BITOOO..Kaun hai ye Aadmi?"

Words on Water

Words on Water' is a beautiful book, an anthology of poems penned by children for the Young Obserever's National Children's Poetry Competition sponsored by Water Authorities in the year 1986 ! 
From 73,000 poems the selected few are published in this book so aptly titled as the theme of the competition was 'WATER'
Children from 3,500 schools took part in it and it was the largest poetry competition on record.

And to think that I found it in layers of dust pining for attention with a Rs 10 Sale sticker!!! I actually asked the shop owner if the sticker is correct to which the uninterested person shrugged and pointedly said, "jo mark lagaya hai wahi pay karna padega" almost like 'My sticker is final' to which I replied grinning, "No Problem Sir." 

The book is a myriad of images of water from Ice caps and puddles, docklands and lonely seas, thirst and Noah's Ark, tidal waves and rain and  even ...Tears and Saliva! It boasts of beautiful detai…

Sculpture of a River

An old sketch. 
Memory is hazy still I remember the idol is a river personified, Kaveri perhaps. I liked this sculpture for the curved crocodile and the inexplicable expression of the statue unlike other mythological faces where benevolence is the common expression.
I sketched this not from the idol directly but from its photograph .
At that time I had  a Kodak K-10 camera and the image I took from it helped little in recreating the idol . So, though the sketch is as near to the grainy image I clicked, the detailing is mostly imagination.

                                                                    Happy Day 48