Going Down the Rabbit Hole

What better way to begin a journey into a promising life of adventure, thrill and mystery then to follow the white rabbit and jump head first into the rabbit hole? Don’t be sceptical; I know it’s a children’s book, and yes it was intended to be written as a children’s classic, but did you know, this fantastical adventure of protagonist, Alice in Wonderland follows her experiencing extraordinary changes in her size, swims in a pool of her own tears, and attends a Mad Tea Party, to the say the least.
Wonderland is no simple place. Lewis Carroll is no simple author, and his mind definitely no simple world. With characters quite like any one would imagine, let alone meet in a ‘real world’ has brought about much interest into the debate of whether this popular classic is indeed meant just for children.

Before understanding the author, let’s pursue Alice in her great adventure in Alice in Wonderland.

“”But I don’t want to go among mad people,” Alice remarked.
“Oh, you can’t help that,” said the Cat: “we’re all mad here. I’m mad. You’re mad.”
“How do you know I’m mad?” said Alice.
“You must be,” said the Cat, “or you wouldn’t have come here.””
– Alice in Wonderland

The beauty about this novel really, is the dreamlike quality it has from the very beginning, and never once does this feeling leave the reader. In fact, it does not leave you even as you finally put the book down, close your eyes and wonder what you just finished reading.
There is a beautiful play on words and a style of writing that not only appeals to children, but will definitely make you smile through your years to come. It’s a dream. One that reminds people in this tough day and age a very important lesson.

““Alice laughed. “There’s no use trying,” she said: “one can’t believe impossible things.”
“I daresay you haven’t had much practice,” said the Queen. “When I was your age, I always did it for half-an-hour a day. Why, sometimes I’ve believed as many as six impossible things before breakfast.””
– Alice in Wonderland

Alice is not portrayed as a ‘believer’ through the story, she is well, ‘logical’ in a contemporary sense. She questions, she wonders, and she questions again. The reader is really pushed to question themselves after a certain point in the story, especially when a smoking caterpillar constantly indulges Alice with questions that I believe in today I would not be able to answer. However, Alice’s replies, not only are they simple, but oh so simple, that they would definitely make you smile.

“”Who are YOU?” said the Caterpillar.
This was not an encouraging opening for a conversation. Alice replied, rather shyly, “I–I hardly know, sir, just at present– at least I know who I WAS when I got up this morning, but I think I must have been changed several times since then.””
– Alice in Wonderland

Take a moment now, would you like to ask yourself this question?
“Who are YOU?”

I believe Alice taught me a very important lesson, she let me explore and understand the idea that my experiences can and do change me and has shaped my outlook, possibly even opinions.

For those who are possibly more interested in the story, the characters and the flow of narration; it is impeccably strong, flawless and as Alice rightly says, “Curiouser and curiouser.” It’s rather interesting, that at any point of time in life, one simply has to pick up this book, disconnect from the world and follow Alice as she tumbles down the rabbit hole, where nothing less than a lifetime of adventure awaits her.

My personal opinion, this book is something that I will keep close to me through my time growing up, and I specifically say growing up, because all the way, as years pass I will always have a copy on my bookshelf. Alice’s journey will always teach you something, a new lesson perhaps, a way of looking at the unknown.

Today, in a world filled with uncertainty, there is only one certain that I will always believe, Alice’s Adventures in Wonderland– where being mad is the only normal you should fill yourself with.

The Curious Adventures of A Librarian

Most of my friends have come to believe that due to the ever increasing pile of books around my room, some scattered, some under pillows, while some neatly stacked in shelves, that I would at any given point of time be able to answer their odd question, “Tell me what to read Richa !”
Fortunately, it was after being asked this question for the millionth time that I decided to come up with a sort of story, of my journey with all the books that I have read so far. Resulting in a blog that would become the ideal answer to the much asked question.

When I think of books, I think of them as secret adventures that an author takes with his reader. He chooses his words, carefully and constructs his sentences wisely. He allows the reader to travel, all the while from her comfortable sofa. She could be a thousand miles away, perhaps in another galaxy, or in a secret garden, or maybe even down the rabbit hole. But with sparkling eyes, and a glasses falling down her nose, possibly even with her mouth slightly open, she reads and reads, book after book, travelling from one heart felt journey to another. Mind you, this may just be a faint hint of what I usually seem to be doing on lazy afternoons or long, cold nights, but I am sure that all avid readers, like me, tend to sigh, cry, giggle or even through a tantrum when a dear book, as dear as a friend, in in their hands.

When I start a book, it’s for any number of reasons actually- sometimes I can go far enough to say I read one of the most beautiful books in my life, merely because I liked the cover; shocking, I know, but this is a story for another time. For now, I want to tell you a story of me and and my adventures with books, how they have managed to make me understand the strongest part of me: That a book and I is the greatest company I can have.
It started too long ago for me to remember, but ask anyone who knows me for more than a few minutes, and they will tell you that I always travel with a book, I always keep a back-up book, I always have one unfinished book and there’s always one within grasping distance before I go to sleep, and when I wake. I also prefer holding a book, feeling the pages and the words as I reach them, as opposed to the modern versions of books today. (But, this has absolutely nothing to do with this blog, your wish to read will be my command to supply.)

So, come along on this adventure with me. For a second forget your age, your gender, your religion, your purpose… and learn how to absorb yourself into the pages of a book, for it is there I believe you find your strengths and weaknesses, and it is here, you will find true love.

Let me share my adventures with you, and I hope you find your great story hidden within the pages of a book. Here’s to the Curious Adventures of A Librarian.