Posts Tagged ‘the inheritance of loss’

Eight months ago, I specifically requested my mother (not the biological one, but my Kris Kringle mother) for the book The Inheritance of Loss by Kiran Desai.

She was kind enough to give in to my request and I was so happy with my new book.  The night after I received it, I covered it in plastic and started reading.

I was expecting that I would finish it in no time, but I didn’t.  After a few chapters, I was already exhausted.   I had put off reading it for months.  It was only this month that I tried, albeit with difficulty, to finish it.  I found Desai’s style too lyrical.  The sentences were too long and dramatic making it a dragging read.  There were too much Indian phrases, which seemed pretty relevant,  but which I never understood.  And the story was too depressing.  I can’t remember a single moment of happiness in the entirety of the story.  Even Gyan and Sai’s love story, which was supposed to be sweet and crazy, was depressing.  The story was full of hatred, sadness, bitterness, and violence.

But then, there were a lot of good reviews about it (the exact reason why it was in my wish list in the first place), so I guess it’s fair to say that this book isn’t all that bad.  But then again, I guess the book is not for everybody, just like all other things in this world are.   As the saying goes, to each his own.  But then again (again), I will not recommend it as I did not enjoy reading it.


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After the scene that Senator Trillanes and his group created in Makati last week, everything now is back to normal.  It’s December, and what else could be bigger than Christmas? Every blog I look into already talks about it.  So here i am, joining the bandwagon.  🙂

I’m supposed to be doing some stuff here at work, but i think procrastination is part of the Yuletide season.  The lower temperature must be the culprit.  It feels so good to bum around when it’s cold.  Speaking of cold weather, it must also be the culprit behind the baby boom next year.  Ha ha.   Three nights ago, I met with two of my college friends.  One of them is pregnant and is getting married on the 15th.  Then the night before last night, another friend sent me a message saying that she’s also pregnant, after 3 years or so of waiting.  A month ago, one of my friends, who’s supposed to get married in March, discovered that she, too, is pregnant.  In all,  I am being surrounded by seven pregnant women (two work colleagues + two former work colleagues + three friends).  I think it’s cute.

Anyway, I still haven’t done my Christmas list and it seems that the list is growing every time i try to put it aside.  I hope Santa gives me some shopping money.


I don’t know if other people do this, but it’s been my tradition to gift myself on christmas.  The gift doesn’t need to be expensive.  It just has to be something i really like.  This year, i’m planning to get myself the antique ring i saw at a stall in St. Francis Square.  I swear I am going back for it this week.  I just hope it’s still there because if it’s not, I am really really going to regret not getting it last saturday when i first saw it.  But after regretting it, I would probably just buy a book.  For the longest time, I’ve been putting off buying a book because I prefer receiving it as a gift.  Here are my top three picks:  Marrying Buddha by Wei Hui, The Inheritance of Loss by Kiran Desai, and Angela’s Ashes by Frank McCourt.


I already bought the PSP for my daughter but of course I’d still want her to open gifts on Christmas Eve so I would get her small gifts to unwrap.  I ordered books on clearance sale and I think she’d love them.  Her dad specifically asked for a pair of pingpong gold fish, which we bought over the weekend.  So I’d only have to worry about what to give to friends.  And there are a lot of them.  Sheesh.


Yesterday, my friend asked me what our menu for Christmas eve is.  I told her i don’t have the specific recipes yet, but I would definitely have some soup and pasta.  I’m thinking of pumpkin soup and pesto pasta with grilled or roasted chicken.  And of course the staples — Purefoods Fiesta ham and quezo de bola.  Oh, that made my stomach grumble.


Few more weeks to go before the big day.  I feel so unprepared for it.  I should start shopping now.  Calling Santa…

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