Fifty Two Adventures

 I recently came across something really interesting which you might have also come across by now ( if you're an introvert who loves reading). the fifty two books in fifty two weeks challenge. now to a person who doesn't read this seems like something of a challenge but to a binge reader like me this seems like eternal pleasure.

   Books are somewhat an escape for some people and for some an imaginary home. Some of us find the deepest pleasures in reading a book rather than confronting our own little demons. Instead of facing the fire we've built for us we decide to read words from slices of a wood and hallucinate for hours straight about people who don't exist but teach us more than we can imagine of. 

   I am taking this challenge because for some time now I've not been reading much. And instead of reading I was trying to invest myself in people who I thought that mattered but apparently that didn't go so well for me and here I am, setting goals for an unpredictable year. So this challenge will be somewhat a headache at the start but it'll get better. I'll post the names of books here and write a book report or write on topic which the book discusses. If you're a binge reader like me or just want to do this challenge then you can do it personally and publicly as well. 

http://www.read52booksin52weeks.com/

   The link above discusses the rules and regulations for the challenge and what you have to be careful of while doing the challenge. 52 weeks means whole year, and if it seems somewhat a pressure instead of pleasure to you then it's okay, just shorten the time period for yourself. like 20 books in 20 weeks. Writing after reading a book will help you grow a lot, and understand them more easily so I prefer making a journal, or a blog, or just normal tweets and posts about your reviews on the books. 

   the challenge will start from 1st January 2016 and you are to select a book before the date as soon as possible. I've already chosen a book. It's called A Brief History Of Time by Stephen Hawking.

This book discusses the secrets of time and universe and things related to it not in a boring mathematical order but through a point of view that a normal reader can understand. I've not read a book like this before and I'm really excited to read and also write about the topics I'm going to read in them.

so make sure you pull up the blog again every week to know which books are being read and read about topics which I think usually will be motivational, adventurous, political, social and on self discovery. All the things I and you, need to read about.

thanks for reading all that, make sure to go through the link above to know the rules. You can also submit your books reports to me so I can post them here. Till then stay safe, and keep reading !

send your book names of the week, reports or posts here: kolachikomans@gmail.com.

-Zain Rizwan 

Crying For C3-PO

   A time comes when you've to fathom the moment of the realization of how much has changed in your life. Your father doesn't get mad over late night over stays, you mother doesn't ask you to come for the dinner. You’re no longer the strongest hero of your younger siblings. You are just some over eighteen years old guy who thinks everything will go well once your written work gets published somewhere. You’re just a lonely writer with a coffee on your table that has gone cold; the message on your phone of your lovely significant other goes unread. And it’s the third time of the day you realize you’ve got nightmares. Not a single dream with a good end these days.

   

   Why? Why is that? Why do we see the happy ends in bad ends and try to make them realizations and turn them toss them and twist them into reality. Why am I not the person the thirteen years old I predicted me to be? The thirteen years old me who drew space ships on the wall and pretended the ceiling was the sky to explore. If only I had sat in them and gone forever. But I didn’t. For I didn’t want to be alone, I wanted to look for someone who I can take there. In the search I lost my thirteen year old self. I lost my innocence.

I lost my spaceships.

   I want them back. I want to sail again in the stardust. I want to feel like myself again but how? How do we do that? Everyone else seems to be already sailing to the sun sets they colored together. but here you are with your broken pencils and nothing to write. Go ahead. Lie in your god damn bed and clutch the bed sheet. And think of your thirteen years old self crying for a C3-PO. 



- Zain Rizwan

Remember?

worthwhile it was for lips to brush together,

only to find our drifting away further,

the sound and sight may have gotten broader,

to the demons that smile, I surrender !

let come the dark needle deep in my brain,

there's no need to stay sane,

anymore since there's nothing to gain.

from this pain. from this pain. 

I stroll through the countryside, 

with your letters that I can not abide, 

I'll blaze them up, hell knows where they'll go,

will turn into ash and through wind they'll blow.

please tell me not to go, 

there's still sand below,

the sea level we talked about,

to die together in. remember?