Why Do You Blog?

It’s been six months since I’ve been blogging and the mere fact that there are probably hundreds (219, to be precise!) out who have subscribed to listen to what I want to say, baffles me. I’ve been writing about things that I see and how it affects me, and it makes me feel both humbled and excited to be writing them on this blog. Over the past six months, despite my failed attempts to keep this blog anonymous, I’ve been asked one single question by many of friends who came to know about this blog, which is “Why do you blog?”

Good question! Some people answer the question almost immediately, saying, “Of course, it increases your vocabulary and grammar”, or “It makes you fluent in English (you see, my native language is not English!)”, or even, “Because you’re so outgoing and loves to socialize with people.” They make every guess possible, and not once did I correct them. I just listened to them and smiled. I’ve waited for this long and I think it’s time I answer the question.

I blog, not because I love socializing or I’m outgoing or I want to improve my grammar and vocabulary, but because of the exact opposite reasons. I blog because I want to tell everybody that I can write in English, that my grammatical sense in perfectly sound and, most importantly, because I am an introvert. I cannot join in small talk and unimportant gossips, even with people I know. The thought, itself is scary and what is even more scarier is the fact that I would rather express myself through writing than talking, even if it means to write down my feelings to some strangers across the world. The fact that these strangers are like friends to me, soothes my mind.
According to research, introverts would rather talk to thousands or even millions through online presence than have a face to face talk with a few people. Though not millions, but blogging makes me feel free and refreshed.


But as I’ve noticed, I’m not really an introvert who doesn’t socialize. I love socializing and talking, but to some extent, after which, all I want is to reach home, change into my comfortable clothes and read a book. Even though, I love talking, I would rather travel to my college alone, reading a book than with somebody who will make me talk through the entire journey. (Exception: I would put my book down, for my friends because talking to them doesn’t make me feel exhausted).

Blogging for six months has made me realize that there are millions out there who wants to read what you write and that in a world that never stops talking, an introvert like me, will find a voice only if I express myself in a comfortable way. When I pick up a book and start reading and when I open my computer to start writing, I feel the same happiness, the same refreshing emotions and hear the same voice which is screaming to be heard.


Book Review Day 0.3

I love reading. Books are a man’s best friend and I couldn’t agree more. Books let you escape the harsh reality into a world so beautiful, so happy that you never want to return. I’m an avid reader, a bibliophile and well, an amateur book critic. I love writing reviews and summaries, and rating a book. I love reading other reviews and getting to know other readers. And that’s why I wanted this event, badly!

Book Review Day is an event created solely to review books, and NOT hate on them. Every book is special, and everyone is entitled to an opinion. This event gives you a platform to pour your hearts out on your blog about a book that moved you, touched you or as Harper Lee says, made you think. If you are one of those people who review books and want the world to know about it, this is the event for you.

There are no rules, because rules are boring. But I’d love it if you follow these guidelines while participating here:

  • Make sure you tag your post as ‘Book Review Day’ so that others can find your posts on the feeder.
  • Make sure you put ping back on your blog post to my monthly post. (Dunno how a ping back works? No problem! Just type <a href=”https://dreamingworkingliving.wordpress.com/2015/02/07/book-review-day/>Book Review Day</a> in your blog post. It will generate a ping back!)
  • This is not compulsory, but it would be great if you “like” or “comment” on other posts. It is always great to appreciate others. (It makes their day!)

Deadline of the event is 25th of every month. I will post all the reviews I got on 26st. Till then read my book review of The Kite Runner by Khaled Hosseini, for the month of April, here.

Book Review Day: April 2015

The Kite Runner is the first book written by Khaled Hosseini whose writing and story-telling is one of the best. You would end up feeling a lot different after reading his books, and this book was no exception. When I bought this book, I had no idea, that this book will have an ever lasting impact upon me, whose words and quotes will leave me in tears. If I were to pick up one quote from this book that will actually describe the tone of the book, it is this:

“I opened my mouth and almost said something. Almost. The rest of my life might have turned our differently if I had.”

Kite Runner is a beautifully-written story about a boy named Amir, how he matures after an incident has an ever-lasting impact on him and how he travels back in time seeking the possibility of redemption.
The novel is divided in three parts: his childhood in Kabul, his life in California and he life again in Kabul.

Amir’s childhood in Kabul is mostly like any other rich boy in Afghanistan, except for the fact that his father (whom he calls Baba) doesn’t seem to like Amir because of his lack of interest in bloodthirsty sports and much regard for poetry. Baba seemed to be more loving towards his servant Hassan, who is almost the same age as Amir. Out of jealousy, Amir decided to win back his father’s appreciation by participating in the kite flying competition, which is taken very seriously in Kabul. With luck and of course, some strategy, Amir wins and Hassan loses. After the competition, as Amir and Hassan run along with their kites, they collide with village bullies whose leader, Assef after putting up a fight, rapes Hassan. This incident makes an ever-lasting impact on Amir, because of the guilt of never standing up for Hassan. What Amir does after the incident is cruel. Instead of telling his father, he cooks up a story about Hassan stealing his money to drive Hassan and his father away.


Around this time, matters worse on the political front and war broke out in Afghanistan. Understanding the dangers of the situation, they sneak across the borders to Pakistan and from there, they fly to California. In California, the rich man gets struck with poverty. Baba worked hard to make their ends meet. His health deteriorates and after a dramatic realization that he has a cancer, Baba dies. Before his death, he makes sure and Amir gets married to the woman he loves, Soraya.

Now, fast forward to 2001, when Amir gets a letter from a friend (almost a second father) Rahim Khan. Rahim asks him to come back to Afghanistan, giving him hopes of redemption. Rahim tells him about what happened after they left for California. Hassan and his wife, Farzana moved into Baba’s house and they had baby named Sohrab. After a cruel turn of events, Hassan and Farzana is executed leaving Sohrab orphaned somewhere in Kabul. Amir also learns a shocking truth about Hassan; he is his half-brother. He does everything to save Sohrab, including fighting the owner of the orphanage where Sohrab stays, who happens to be Assef (the guy who raped Hassan). This time Amir put up a fight and blinded Assef, took Sohrab and ran away.

Amir tries to adopt Sohrab, but since so death certificates exist of Hassan and Farzana, he has a lot of paperwork to do due to which he has to put Sohrab in an orphanage temporarily, much to Sohrab’s disappointment. He tries to commit suicide and luckily, he survives, but doesn’t fully forgive Amir.

The story ends on a happy note, with Amir taking Sohrab to a park where some Afghans are flying kites. They fly a kite together, fight another kite and eventually win. Their love for Hassan and kite-flying and Kabul brought them together.

My rating: 4/5