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  Vacations - probably the best time to dive into books. So let me introduce you to my current read: A Man Called Ove by Fredrik Backman - the book I started last winter. I had just finished Tuesdays with Morrie, so was in a good rush to start another. But A Man Called Ove was tough – because it starts off slow. You read a chapter and feel too heavy to go to the next one. Each chapter is like a whole story in itself. But now I realize, that’s important for the book to make you familiar with the type of person Ove is. So that you can understand him and even predict at moments, "Yeah, that's a typical Ove behaviour". It appears to be a confusing and frustrating thing initially but you will love it after a few chapters. I discontinued midway through the second chapter. I tried the next day and still no luck. I began questioning when the blurb would actually become true – ‘You will laugh, you will cry - warm and funny’. It was in no way going in that direction. Fun...

  LIFE- A RACE? People often said and I used to believe: “Life is a race. Everyone starts at a different position and reaps the fruit of their hard work at their own pace and time.” But really… is life a race? I grew tired with this notion. How can something so beautiful and full of endless possibilities be reduced to just a race - a mere competition. The absurdity lies in the fact that life, often called a “race”, doesn’t even follow the rules of one. A race has a finish line- there are winners and losers. But the question is: Each individual is different and creative in their own way so how can one lose to someone else when the determination, the desires and mindsets are totally individualistic? Life is diverse. How can we limit it with a finish line, when its purpose and gift, at the same time, is to treat it as a canvas – to learn, grow, make mistakes and start over if you feel like? The times have changed. Even if life might not be considered a race, it...