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A quick tale 109

At your insistence

That’s the trouble with books like these. You love them so much that you reccomend it to people with an evangelical zeal. Oh, you’ll lovvvvvve it, you promise your friend as you stuff the book in her hands. You make her read the blurb and watch her face eagerly for reaction. Read the prologue, read the prologue, you urge her hoping that this will get her ecstatic. I know you’re going to lovvvvvve it, you keep repeating while making sure that she takes the book with her. A couple of weeks later, you bring up the book again. Casually, hiding the impatience in your voice. Has she reached that bit where the girl finds out about his past? No? Oh dear, what have you done! Forget what you said and get on with it. How far has she read then? She mumbles something about the early bits which you are sure is a mistake. Because it’s such a quick read.

Some months later, she returns the book. So what does she think? Great, wasn’t it? Yes, yes, she nods, she has never read anything quite like this. You beam like a mother who has just been told that her child has won the Nobel Prize after winning an Olympic gold medal during lunch break. By the way, you wonder, has she ever been to this restaurant? They serve the most amazing food! She has got to try it. She’ll lovvvvvvve it, you just know.


Subbu said…
Insightful!! I have lost count of the number of times I have forced people to read Wodehouse and Chase just coz they are my fav! My all time obsession- educate the ignorant about 'Confederacy of Dunces'
Ms Ch said…
How I have never liked people like these. Curb your enthusiasm, people! Jeez!
Rubic_Cube said…
Been there. Done that! With books, movies, restaurants, places... list is endless.
labdee said…
Done this so many times! My most favorite book to pimp is the 'Jitterbug Perfume'. Infact, I'll use this opportunity to pimp it to you and all the readers of this blog! You'll looooovee it I'm sure!

Jitterbug Perfume – Tom Robbins
DrasticallyMe said…
:-) Oh yes, shameless done that many many times!
we want the whole world to think like us all the time, dont we?
Note to seld - NEVER recommend a book/restaurant to Ammani EVER ;)
Nobody said…
I suggested you rblog to friend of minde and told her "you will lovvvvvvvvveeeeeeeeeeeeeeee it" Now I know what she will come back and tell me :)
totti said…
ha..ha..suggesting things to people with such zeal is the hardest thing on the is like you are stuck on cross roads. you are helpless and you know it :)
Baraka said…
Amusing - definitely been there!

Now I foist music & books upon friends & never ask them about it ever again. Even though I really really want to.
Shyam said…
Ouch, that cut to the bone! I'm guilty of that habit when it comes to books :) I think I'll follow Shoefiend's example now...
LightRain said…
I just think you are A.M.A.Z.I.N.G.L.Y. creative. I love(no repeated vvvvv s, mind you) the way you grasp mundane details and dress them up in amusement. :)
S said…
*ouch* is the right word shyam.... that post sure brought a smile to my face...
these quick tales bring quick smiles to my face...for a fleeting second each tale (or most of them) make me relate to a quick tale in my memories....and that's where you ROCK!!

PS: dead famous vaazhga!
monu said…
beautiful ammani!
you make me smile with these stories..stories of the evryday woman and man, who can love inanimate things like books with a passion romeo would lose to!


i love some books and movies and food-stuff like that!
i just know!
IdeaSmith said…
LOL...i can sooo relate to this post...and I'm sure my friends can too (at my insistence)!
bharath said…
yep been there. done that! I guessed many would have had the experience. Finally I go, Why O Why do I do that?
Anonymous said…
Have you read Ammani's blogs? You'll lovvvvvvvve them. The one with boyfriend as password? Noo .. go to the archive, i think it was quick tale 25. You should read it. Don't you identify with it?
angel said…
hi... thats a nice one. mind if i use this story?
Sathish said…
If someone insists on something so much, I start hating it. There is this frnd of mine who insists that I watch the movie she watched recently and listen to the music that she was listening to recently ... and that was the only reason why I started hating the movie Hum Tum and the songs from Kanda Naal Mudhal....

As always, nice one..

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