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Books have been defined as many things. They have been called man’s best friend, they have been called gateways into dreams and paradoxically they have also been called a mirror that you use to examine yourself. But, if you ask me, I would say that books are a peek into the Improbable. A key hole through which we can see worlds that could have been and also look into the minds of people, both real and fictional. Ever since I have remembered, before all other forms of entertainment I have always been attached to books. There are so many words have captivated me and they have shaped me into who I am today. Every year, there is a huge book fair that takes place in Chennai, and almost every year, with the exception of the past three years, I have visited the place. A palace of books, all keyholes into different worlds, and every key had a price. For those of you who know me, you know that I am not someone who spends a lot of money, irrespective of whether I have it or not, so most of...

One hundred posts and two and a half years later here I stand, um… sit, and I can’t help but look back and compare myself to who I was back then; and I am sure you won’t be surprised to note that I have changed a lot. I wanted to take this past post and reflect on the things that have changed about me. Let’s start with the physical part. I certainly have become taller, and my voice has become more mature. A funny thing was that before puberty hit, everyone who spoke to me over the phone assumed that I was a lady. I don’t know if I was supposed to take it as a compliment or not. But, suffice to say, when my friend told me I sounded mature and very manly when I made a prank call I was very happy. My weight has definitely been in fluctuation. Last I checked, I had lost some, but now I am not really sure how it is holding, but I’m planning stuff to keep it in check before it goes into unhealthy territory. I went through a bunch of haircuts and some slight variations in my hai...