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  And the verdict of today’s book review is that- I can say with obvious assurance that this book is a beautiful read showcasing the power of choices and their determining outcome on succeeding moments in life. This dream-like novel held a message that we are never fully stuck in life and that we all possess the ultimate power within us to rewrite our lives at any moment. "The Midnight Library" renders the story of Nora Seed who is an unhappy, depressed, and desperate woman estranged from her family and friends. Nora has just lost her job, and her cat is dead. Believing she has no reason to go on, she writes a farewell note and takes an overdose of antidepressants. But instead of waking up in heaven, hell, or eternal nothingness, she finds herself in a library filled with books that offer her a possibility to see and experience an infinite number of alternate new lives. We are often hooked between our choices and what life and people offer us. But in the struggle of dwindlin

  If unexamined life was not worth living, was the unlived life worth examining? Heading into this year, I finished the recent read called “When Breath becomes Air” by Paul Kalanithi. In my notion, the overview of the book is eloquently straightforward i.e. make life as meaningful as you can in the time you have. Be grateful . As the author said, “ you could either study meaning or could experience it ”. And fortunately, while breathing, I am on the quest of studying & learning and experiencing & learning. This book shows up in the first part i.e. learning from exploring others' experiences. When Breath Becomes Air is about the author, Paul Kalanithi, a 36 years old neurosurgeon, and his painful combat with cancer. In the first section of the memoir, the storyline is fairly peaceful and happy. It is all about Paul’s early life and his time in college. He highlighted a few of the more memorable moments in his life whether that was about his time in college, or about his time

  Time to be Grateful W ith a garland of lengthy to-do lists and candies of raw planning and lofty prospects as you shift your calendar appearance … I welcome you dear New Year, Twenty Twenty-Two. But before you embrace me in your valiant journey, let me pay due regard to the year 2021. The earlier 365 days are a standing saga of duty, panics, and surprises. And survival in extraordinary times is attributed to all.   The list of gratitude and applause is long and I feel sanctified to have lived those days in full health…surrounded by people who truly love and care for me. This 1st post of the year is repaying my due regards and acknowledgment to the family & friends...near and far, to Mother Nature, to the community at large, to the books read, to my colleagues at work, to the readers of my blog… to the foolish arguments which brought in smartness, to the silly mistakes which oversaw enormous experiences, etc. In brief, I am thankful for the sky above and to the bottom of my soul