Wednesday, 8 November 2017

Turtles All The Way Down. (Mindscape Reviews #4)

Hello Readers! I'm ecstatic to bring to you 4th post in Mindscape Reviews, more close to my heart, a Book Review!! John Green is one of my favourite authors & I was thrilled when his new novel 'Turtles All The Way Down' was released this month, after a gap of 5 YEARS!! Why did you make us wait, so long, Nerdfighter? Here goes the review!!


I have been a fan of John Green since a really long time! My favourite novel by him is 'Looking for Alaska' & of course 'The Fault in Our Stars'. So, after 2012, now we are blessed with another book! When I knew that he was coming up with another YA novel, I was beyond excited! Turtles All the Way Down is a story set in Indiana including a few teens, a coming-of-age bit, bits & pieces of a love story and somewhat mystery.

Let me give you a bit of a background about John Green. He lives in Indiana, which I never forget because most of his characters also live in Indiana. He has written & co-authored 7 novels so far. Along with his brother Hank Green, they have a YouTube channel called vlogbrothers, which also I love! About his writing, it is extra ordinary. Being a 40-year-old dad, he can amazingly put himself in the shoes/heels of a 17-year old girl. And to me, that's awesome.
You can say there are 3 main characters in the novel; Aza Holmes, Daisy & Davis Pickett.

Aza Holmes… How do I begin to describe Aza? I love her. I relate to her. I am her, in some ways, even!! She is someone who has a LOT OF ISSUES, real ones. Not just high school drama. She is suffering from Obsessive Compulsive Disorder (OCD). To her friends, she is shown as full of herself, but in reality she is just unaware of how sometimes she can become aloof from the world or its problems. It's like she has this disease & everything revolves around it, no matter how much she tries to control it. But, I liked her character development. Earlier it was seeing a simple person who is in her own world. Then, we get to see her reasons & how she can be with someone too.

Daisy is Aza's best friend. They are peas in a pod. Daisy is a popular Star Wars fiction writer. They have a lot of differences; class, family, thinking & perception about people. But, I suppose, differences get people closer than likes. (And that I speak of by personal experience, M.) So, yes, they understand each other & are always there for each other no matter what. That I really liked!

Davis Pickett, you can say is shown as Aza's love interest. Though saying it that way waters down the depth of their relationship A LOT. He is sweet, writes beautifully, knows how to nurture a relation; but all anyone sees is a rich brat, which is very sad. I liked his character development. From what he was portrayed to how he was once he was in the picture It was quite amazing, it felt like I was going through that transition with him from stranger to friend.
Davis's father goes missing and there's 100000 million dollars reward for the person who finds him. So, he definitely is involved in some fraud. This news catches the attention of Daisy & along with Aza, they set on this mission. However, when Aza realises the real side of Davis, she decides to quit finding his father & instead be his friend.
There are ups & down as a story should have. Ups & downs during the 'Finding-Russell-Pickett-Mystery'. Ups & downs during Aza & Daisy's friendship. Ups & downs during Aza's mental condition. There were a lot of things going on at the same time & then I stopped in the middle of a paragraph & thought, "Wow, I'm loving this book!"
Overall, I think I'd rate Turtles All The Way Down a 3.5/5 on Goodreads. Yes, there are many amazing things. I loved that John Green touched the sensitive topic of mental illness in such brilliance. The conversations in the head of normal Aza & OCD Aza are so complicated & twisted that it made me go, “Arrgghhhh!! Just decide on something.” And I suppose that's what he wanted to portray. That's how the mind of someone who has mental illness goes. And I cannot imagine it having it all the time. So, that's the thing which deserves a lot of applause! Writing about mental illness & having people understand how it actually feels!
Secondly, I loved all the characters & how they turned out. Yes, it was cliché to get a friend like Daisy for a person like Aza. But, never mind, I liked it. Because, that’s how life is.
The thing with which I was not so happy about was the Russel disappearance. I mean the entire story is based on it, when it is kind of pointless. So, there should've been a stronger story there, I believe.
Other than that, no complaints!
Apart from the amazing photos, here are the quotes or lines from the book which I absolutely adored!
1. True terror isn't being scared; it's not having a choice in the matter.
2. Is there a you independent of circumstances? Is there a way-deep-down me who is an actual, real person if she has money or not, the same person if she has a boyfriend or not, the same if she goes to this school or that school? Or am I only a set of circumstances?
3. It's a weird phrase in English, in love, like it's a sea you drown in.

 Until next time,

Monday, 6 November 2017

Solo Journeys. (Daily Commute #10)

Hello Readers! This is going to be the last post in the Daily Commute series. Quite honestly, I don't have any ideas & it feels exhausting to write something out of the blue when it comes to travelling & people. Plus, I hate every day 3 hours' worth of commute, so I have decided to just stop it.

So, here's the last one for you all, a poem when I went on a trip.


Noise blared from the loudspeakers.
People danced to the lyrics that made no sense to her.

Their bodies danced like music.
Her soul danced like travel.

They talked in word & language.
She talked with eyes & emotion.

Their eyes brightened with the sight of shops.
Her brightened with the sight of mountains & forts.

Theirs was a trip for enjoyment of each other's company,
Hers was a trip of unravelment of her own self.

People thought she was antisocial.
But, somewhere between the start & destination of the journey,
she couldn't care less about what they thought.

She was the girl in the window seat..
With a book in hands & headphones in ears..
For she was made for travel & travel for her.

Until next time,

Friday, 3 November 2017

Eat. Sleep. Trek. Repeat. (Diary Logs #9)

Hello Readers! Okay, I'm starting off by saying that this post is fictional, because I don't trek. I don't even run & walking is also completely optional during weekends. So, this is sort of random, but I hope you'll like it anyway. 
Story Inspiration: Ashwin Shenolikar (Hope you go on a trek soon!)


Dear Diary,
We had planned to go on a trek & yet again it was cancelled. I just don't understand these people. 'These people' being my friends & the trek group. They get me excited for something. I spend 2 days convincing my parents to get their permission. After a lot of practical ways of saying how I won't die, I get the approval. And, by that time, plan's cancelled. Why? Someone has to go to a wedding. Some other guy has to attend a concert. If one girl isn't going, other one isn't & so the other one isn't. Like a chain. Just one crappy excuse after another. One stupidity after another. And I'm stuck here in this boring city with its everyday roads; the same bus that takes me to the same college where I have to slog every day & the reason for which I don't even know.

I remember how long ago was my last trek. 70 days back. It was during monsoons. So, it had to be one of the best. The memory of the view from the top is still alive in my head as if it were yesterday. I wish I could just take a few leaves. And set off to some strange mountain or fort or castle to know all its mysterious secrets no one tried to unravel before.

I wish I didn't have to live this ordinary life. I wish I could pack my bags & take off to the highest point from where I could look down on this boring city being so tiny & irrelevant that it is. I wish I could go around & be that guy. If only it were that simple. But, it's Day 71 & I'm stuck in the robotic maze of the city feeling like I'm living the Sims life. Not in control of my own decisions. Someone else controlling everything I do, act, speak & even breathe.

Away from civilisation. Towards wilderness.
Away from similarity. Towards chaos.
Away from people. Towards nature.
Away from myself. Towards myself.

Until next time,

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