The rules of the world I live in are made up by extroverts. Not fair to the introverts, especially when, if reports are to be believed they make up at least 33% of the world population. How can this be so? For as long as I can remember, our society rewards encourages extroversion and frowns upon its brother. School, college, exams, interviews, jobs - all preach, encourage and reward extroversion. They rate higher and favor individuals who show traits of extroverts. Extroverts are more open about their thoughts and emotions while introverts may not even present to people half of what they are capable of because they feel no urge to do so. They may seem quite comfortable in their spot. Look closer please!!
So on March 14th 2013, the college of Cardinals elected a new pope for the Catholic church - 86 year old Cardinal Jorge Bergoglia from Buenos Aires, Argentina henceforth to be known as Pope Francis I. This choice, which came after 5 votes, established a few firsts for the Catholic Church:
1) First pope from South America
2) First pope from outside Europe - modern era
3) First Argentinian pope
4) First Pope from the Jesuit order
The Pope's choice of name - in this case, after Francis of Assisi, is often considered to be the reflection of whom the Pope will model himself on during his papacy. Pope John Paul II took his name from two separate previous Popes as his new identity. He speaks German, Spanish and Italian.
This election, along with the previous one, is among the shortest ever elections ever in Vatican history.
A book is a collection of ideas that make some coherent sense, created by the imagination of an individual who has experienced a life that draws inspiration from a pool that you may or may not have ever laid eyes upon. For me, the more contrasting a point of view / an idea / the story from what I can relate to in my daily ordinary life, the longer it stays with me. I may not agree with the opinions, but they get seared into my conscience and I feel myself pondering (could also be daydreaming) longer upon them. Who wants to read a book that is exactly about what you do all day or on a regular basis?
Perhaps, this may be the reason I am drawn more to fiction and the fantasy genre in particular. They stay with me longer and the more contrasting their ideas, the more difficult to shake off their aura. The Castle, Catch 22, My Name is Red, LOTR are some of those. Comparatively, The Sidney Sheldons and the Ludlums are slowly fading.
Over time, I have become more choosy with what I read. I rely heavily on the reviews or opinions of the Internet Junta now, compared to a decade ago, when I would read through hieroglyphics if I couldn't get anything else. As inspiring a good book can be, a book can also turn to bile .. if you are not careful.