Kate Walbert - The Gardens of Kyoto

What secrets men keep, I thought at the end of it. And for an instant, I forgave them.

I feel light headed while reading this book. I'm not far off. Just Chapter 7 uptil now, however, it has been a good read so far. I like the blend of wistful nostalgia and realism. Maybe becuase I've spent most of my life feeling this way. I think I especially like the concept of a hidden room, one which holds secrets and in this case numeral secrets.
This reminds me of the times I used to scribble nonsense on the wall at my old place. Like y=mx+c, pitter patter went the slopper and horrendously twisted lyrics to every Backstreet Boys song imaginable.
I think I'll finish this much earlier than Atlas Shrugged. Heres' to hope!

Ayn Rand - Atlas Shrugged

Who is John Galt?

I've only been able to get through the first chapter and that also amidst extra talkative girls on my way home. I think "Who is John Galt?" sounds so much better than most of the phrases in English language :p
I've high hopes from this one.
Oh and this is what I found scribbled across the title page: "Recommended by Lucas"
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