Fashionably thin!!

Man!! I had thought of such interesting stuff to write when I thought of that title. Its all evaporated now. Vanished into the land of lost memories. This is frustrating. Actually the title popped into my head after seeing this lady clad completely in white. She wasnt too thin or too fat. Not even just right. She was fashionably thin. It would be a strange compliment to give though. 'Hey... Your looking fashionably thin today!!'. Arghh.. Bah.. Stomp... All this obsession is only because I have piled on the kilos at home. With every bite, I used to be like 'I will stop at the next'. But there was no stopping. Just like a juggernaut, I kept plodding on, proudly consuming the calories. The battle of the bulge continues and I have brought the stink with me online.

So, the first thing I did today after feeding my car was to upgrade my gym membership to an annual one. I just hope I do justice to the money spent though. Maybe I should keep repeating the numbers in my sleep. It would help me wake up on time for it. Haha. Like money spent has ever been a motivator.

I finished the 'Nanny Diaries' today. It had started off as one of those cliched syrupy tales but ended up pretty good. As my friend Raven would call it, it actually has a tiny bit of heart in it. I also bought myself the Sunday Philosophy Club by Alexander McCall Smith. I love his No. 1 Ladies' Detective Agency. Reading his books is like taking a leisurely walk through the park with a pleasant breeze blowing at you. This book has started promisingly. Hope it continues to be so. I finished 'Going Postal' while at home. I loved the book. I love the way Pratchett gets you so involved with his characters. They are all so quirky and animated. I for one, am always upset when a book of his gets over.

There are books however that I am glad to have finished reading. One such book was the 'Kite Runner'. And, I still have to decide whether I like the book or not. I have never taken so long to decide about a book.

On another note, its interesting how one can figure out subtle qualities about an author from his/her works of fiction. A case in point is Orhan Pamuk's 'My Name is Red'. This quality or attitude rather that I had noticed earlier was reflected again in his part memoir part travelogue 'Istanbul'. I think it will be a while before I pick up another Pamuk again.