2012-12-17 06:29:06Viviandoll

Hobbie



I just realise how much I enjoy a me-time indulging in reading good books, drinking a nicely brewed sugared tea or a nice red wine. However, whenever I am in a relationship, there seems to be leaving me very pigment of time for leisure read. 

That could be explained as, in a good way, that my mind is full of current affair in love, in reality touch of life; it also could be a warning sign to myself how unhealthy such an attitude could be. 

Particular in love isn't it more crucial period of time where a woman should turn to read more?! At least, it accumulates your knowledge of lingual, enriches your horizon of creative imagination and broadens your colour of mind. This way, even though you might spend less time clinging to your beloved man, attracts him more to get closer to you physically and emotionally. Why? I don't know the exact correct answer. But as little as I know, apparently, learning from the Ecology of Animal Population, predators usually feel less fun when the preys are lying around, so approachable. 

The more we feel for that man, the deeper desire we want him, the more time we should, instead, spend on our own! Why not pick up a book that you always want to read but couldn't find time to kick off or to complete?

I have a book - Master and Margarita (Bulgakov's) 

that was a Christmas present from Peter, as I know so little about the epic literature from the West and this is a childhood reading memory of many Britons and Eastern European's. But, I am also, shamefully, to admit that after 11 months, in the season of recent Christmas approaching, this book has been picked up, ran through, then put aside several times. The story itself fascinates me a lot, especially the dark side was portrayed in the story as the cat, not just ordinary cat, but a cocky, devilish and gangster-style cat. Embarrassingly, 2012 has been giving me so little time for myself to read. The first half of year I was battling to pursue my degree and the latter half of the year I have been battling to get my deserved visa to stay. On top of that, the Buddhist meetings to organise, to support and to participate here and there; to study alongside Peter to get him through his first half of third year; and so on.        

While my favourite Christmas season is only few steps ahead, the more retrospect on this incomplete Master and Margarita reading is paid on. From Wednesday, I should have sent out my visa application, and then, I will dedicate myself to celebrate this favorite festival of the year by preparing the cards, the gifts and the mood for me to put up the feet (drinking the wine) and lay my imagination unfold to journey through the story of Master and Margarita, before 2013.