Anyone who has ever moved homes would know what a painful and yet fun-filled process it is. The process of shifting is as torturous as it can be and yet the adventure and experience of doing up a new home comes with its own share of exciting discoveries and disappointing compromises. Ever since the decision had been made to move to this new house, I had starting mentally decorating my room. 

Dear Me, Or should I say Hey You, You Escaped Alien from Proxima Centauri and Descendant from a Species of Apes that Never Existed, What's Up? Yes, Yes, I know what your answer will be - the sky, the temperature in Delhi, and the pitch of those TV reporters who make a light drizzle sound like a torrential storm that is evidence of God's wrath on mankind! I hate that question as much as you do. But I just thought you may know how to answer it better than me. How does this work anyway? Me talking to you, who in reality is me. Am I supposed to refer to me as 'me' or as 'you'? And if I am me, who are you? And if you are me and me is, of course, me then (once again) who are you? At the end of it, who am I talking to? Me or you?

I promised. So I deliver. After all, Derek Shepherd said ... Oh well, I can't remember anything he said that fits the situation. Let's just get on with it, shall we? I am taking My Alexa rank to the next level with Blogchatter and we have to read four blogs every day as part of the mandatory activities. As a result of this, I discovered some wonderful new blogs which I absolutely loved spending time on. Unfortunately, since these blogs are not hosted on Wordpress, the Reblog button won't help. And while they are part of the 'From Around the World' feature I use to feature new blogs, you would have to visit them individually to read their posts. I'm sure you wouldn't mind doing that. After all, it's a beautiful day to read new blogs. ;) So here goes -

The best part about being in a community of active readers is that you keep getting introduced to new authors and books you didn't previously know about. Early last year, I attended a fun event organised by an innovative start-up, Let's Barter, where I met lots of new people, played some fun games, and exchanged books with fellow bibliophiles! I got quite a few great books, like Eat Pray Love, and some brand new releases from Harper Collins (they had sponsored a few books). I think around the same time I was battling with that Great Book Flood too. I am yet to get through my loot from such events and book sales but since I have lost the battle against these unseen (and very welcome) forces I have decided to give up the fight altogether. Which means the reformed reader in me is now hoarding books like never before!