Do you know Me?

Long story short.
My friends don’t know that I am theguywiththebook on Instagram.

This is Yours Truly!

*This is where the Rant begins*

I don’t know why but I decided I should start something where I could express myself without having to think what others that I know personally would think. Except of course my immediate family, who know me and my mind better than I do, I think.
In 2014 I traveled to Shanghai and Hong Kong alone. For business.‎ I extended my stay to have some fun as well. On my flight back i realized I acted differently on my trip there. Maybe it was the ‘foreign-ness’ of the place. Or maybe subconsciously I knew no one would really judge ‘Me’. So, I must have ended being who I am, as I am.
I’m not saying I went berserk and did stupid stuff. I’m talking about the way I think, the way I spoke up and the way I kept my lips pressed.
Some people who know me follow my account, but they don’t know it’s me. I don’t have any pictures of me there. Of course, I’d want people to know I have a decent account. But what good is that to me? On the face of it yes, it might feel good.
But then, I think it might affect the way I take pictures or form my captions.
You know those times when you’re on your personal account and you have one particular person in your mind, so you phrase and rephrase and delete and re-do your tweet‎ or Facebook status or Instagram post? I don’t want that.
I want it to be true to me and my thoughts and free from Me thinking that I’m being judged (Maybe its the escapist in me).
This might not be the same for everyone, there are so many bloggers who write what they want (I think), without having their minds make them edit stuff.
I get affected by what people think of me and my thoughts.
Not that they are dark thoughts. They are my thoughts, and I don’t want to screw with them.

*Rant over*

Some pictures i took in Shanghai and Hong Kong.

I kind of have figured out what this blog is going to be about. And maybe I could call it, ‘Memoirs of a common man’
I’ve got my blog page open at all times at the office, i write a few lines while I’m calling someone and waiting for them to pick up the phone, scribble down something on my draft whenever I get a chance to. I was browsing my feed trying different themes here (I still haven’t got the hang of it, but it’ll come) and realized I actually wrote quite a lot of stuff. Maybe reading them in an years time will help me gain perspective over whether I’ve grown, stayed constant or deteriorated in life.
I have a dozen followers here following me and one or two new users are kind enough to follow it every now and then. I remember when I started the instagram (we’ll call my it Bookstagram) account in late August, my objective was to use that account as a motivation to keep reading and logging down all the books I’ve read (I didn’t know about In a months time I think I had close to a hundred people interested in my Bookstagram.‎ I used to get 9 or 10 likes or maybe 20 on a good day.
Suddenly my interest in the account included me wanting a 100 followers and 25 likes per post.
And as you’ve probably guessed it, I then wanted 500.
‎You get the idea.
Let’s blame Human nature.
How did I realize this? – When i started this blog and the follower count showed ZERO, I thought I’m going to write my thoughts here (for myself) but then I got One Friend – LilRant who has a Beauty Blog and was cool enough to give me some tips on how to go about in here.
So, I thought, maybe in the future if things go like they went on Bookstagram, this page might evolve into something else, but right now it’s for me.
My idea for this account is to help me gain one thing. Writing.
I want to be able to write again. To express my thoughts. And occasionally say things without thinking about them twice.

But I Knew That!!

You know those times when you read a quote by someone famous OR anonymous and you’re like, ‘I always knew that!!’
‘Why did I not write it down myself!?’
The difference is that they decided to actually write it down and We decided to read it.
‎So, my objectives are clear (for now) I don’t ‘want’ followers. I want to give life to my thoughts.
In the process if people decide these thoughts are interesting Or when they read it, They say, ‘I always knew that!!’ then I guess ‘Mission: Accomplished’
There’s one thing I need help with again, and I’m pretty sure if you’ve read until here you will ‎be kind enough to share your thoughts on this. How many blogs do you actually read? And do you read each and every blog that someone posts or just brush through?
What will help me to make this account something that people would Want to read every single time?
Up to this dot —->.
10:41am, a bright sunny day, in the corner of a room on my office desk, Jeddah, Saudi Arabia.

An Unpopular Opinion, A Popular Song and An unusually loved Bookshelf.

Our Balcony, 9:38am Saturday. Jeddah, Saudi Arabia.

*I cant feel my face when I’m with you* – Headset

The Forty Rules of ‘Love’


The Forty Rules of Love – Elif Shafak

I read it, I didn’t like it. End of Story. Not.

Yup, Not! Because i was stupid enough to let the Instagram World know I didn’t like it.

A rating of 4.18 on Goodreads and i gave it 1 since they didn’t have an option for a Zilch, Nada, Zero, Blank.

Not going to repeat what i said about the book here since it wouldn’t make sense. Its here if you want to see —-> Click Click

So, what happens when you don’t agree?

2 things:

  1. People who agree with you but didn’t express themselves because they didn’t want to be seen as someone wanting to be ‘unreasonably’ different: find a voice.
  2. People who do not agree with you, Well there will always be people who do not agree with you, so no worries.

*And I know she’ll be the death of me, at least we’ll both be numb
And she’ll always get the best of me, the worst is yet to come*

Now, the problem with this is that you find yourself in a precarious situation. The World says ‘Be Yourself’ and then might not like You being ‘You’ and ‘Yourself’.

I think its crap.

‘Be Yourself’ is the worst advise people can give. Imagine if We went to a school where you could be who YOU are.

  • The school would be empty at 8.
  • You’d be sleeping.
  • I’d be sleeping, and
  • Our teachers would be smoking with a nice book in their hands on a weekday, being themselves.

So, nope, don’t be yourself.

Be True. Try to be right. Be Fair. And be a mend-able ‘You’

*But at least we’ll both be beautiful and stay forever young
This I know, yeah, this I know*

The good thing about my Unpopular opinion was i made friends. Yup, nothing can bring people closer than a disagreement.

What happens normally is when someone doesn’t agree with you, you start thinking they disrespect your opinion. Isn’t always the case (i.e. Once you know that the other person holds a different opinion and you tell yourself: ‘Yes Mister, there are people out there who don’t think like you do’)

Yes, the whole world doesn’t think the way you do.

The whole world didn’t experience life like you did.

The whole world is populated with people whose lives have been governed by different x’s and y’s and some z’s as well. (My Math teacher must be very proud right now)

*She told me, “Don’t worry about it”
She told me, “Don’t worry no more”*

I am a bit afraid of voicing my unpopular opinion (If i ever have one) in the future.

But life goes on….and i took this picture on Friday at the beach…


And the wife just came to the Balcony and showed this to me, Hahaha!


Reminds me of Mr. Flower Pot.

So, the Popular Song!

‘I can’t feel my face’ by a group called ‘Weekend’

My friend Leanne from Instagram —> Leanne! introduced it to me 🙂

I’ve been listening to it since morning.

*We both know we can’t go without it
She told me you’ll never be alone, oh, oh, woo*

Also, saw the Tom Cruise Lip Sync to the song on Jimmy Fallon. Really Cool!!!

Mr. Flower Pot and I am going for Breakfast now (Surprise)

Will continue this when I’m Back!

Had a great time at Fuddruckers with Mr. Flower Pot

And Guess what Garfield!? We had a Big fat Half pounder Burger! Good Times!

We’re invited to a Wedding tonight so i’ll be heading out to the gym and will get ready there and pick up the wife on the way back.

I think i drift off too much.

*I can’t feel my face when I’m with you
But I love it, but I love it, oh
I can’t feel my face when I’m with you
But I love it, but I love it, oh*

So, what was the last thing i wanted to share before i sign off!?

Oh, the bookshelf! Wait, lemme show it to you first:


Got this installed last week and loved how i could make multiple bookstacks since the books themselves became extensions of each shelf.

I posted it on 5th February on Instagram and it seems like people LOVE bookshelves!!!

It got close to 1500 likes, normally i do get an average of maybe 500 per post so this was huge!

Felt good, of course! And yes, i do care about ‘Likes’ and ‘Followers’, If i get followers, it makes my happy, if someone appreciates my pictures, it makes me happy!

So, i’ll leave you guys with the link of the song! Enjoy!!

You know you want to CLICK me!

Bonus, Lyrics:

And I know she’ll be the death of me, at least we’ll both be numb
And she’ll always get the best of me, the worst is yet to come
But at least we’ll both be beautiful and stay forever young
This I know, yeah, this I know

She told me, “Don’t worry about it”
She told me, “Don’t worry no more”
We both know we can’t go without it
She told me you’ll never be alone, oh, oh, woo

I can’t feel my face when I’m with you
But I love it, but I love it, oh
I can’t feel my face when I’m with you
But I love it, but I love it, oh

*I couldnt finish and post this yesterday, so posting this now from the office desk*

Jeddah 9:33am

Happy Sunday!

A typical weekday.

7:45am – I step in to the office and setup my desk for another day, last weekday of the week in fact in Saudi Arabia. Weekends here are Friday-Saturday. (Yup, We have Sunday blues instead here)

Apparently what blogs exactly are for, no one really knows. I’m going to consider this to be my virtual self, which should mean – My thoughts.

And that, shouldn’t really be tough. I do know what I’m thinking, don’t I?

So, what I’m planning to do is update this single entry throughout the day, and tell you exactly whats going on. I might surprise myself and actually make this interesting.

I have a couple of minutes before i dig into my emails, so short idea about what i do:

  • I run a Freight Forwarding office in Jeddah.
  • FF deals with Import and Export of cargo. So, we basically arrange the transportation of cargo between countries.
  • It’s been 6 years and 6 months since i started working. (Hated the first year)
  • Electronics and Communications Engineer with a Masters in International Business.
  • And my 2 minutes are up.


8:56am – The wife got excited a couple of days ago when Nespresso announced 2 new Limited Availability Capsules called Umutima and Tanim. As luck would have I had to send our driver to a client near a Nespresso branch, So I’ve asked him to get them on his way back.

Btw, my colleague reached at 8, on time as usual and we are still waiting for one more guy (We’ll call him Mr Flower Pot) to show up (He was watching football until late last night – But so was I)


9:08am – Need coffee.


9:22am – A rather unusually cold breeze is blowing since last night, Our janitor ‘Abdul Kareem’ who is from Bangladesh just came in and looks happy, even excited i would say. 

“Sometimes in our country the weather is like this but without this much sand”

Then he gave out the real reason for his happiness,

“I’m going to Bangladesh on the first of March”

He lives in a place called ‘Comilla’ which is an hour from Dhakka, the capital of Bangladesh.

9:55am –
Mr. Flower Pot finally showed up. Sleep still in his eyes. Wearing an FC Barcelona shirt. They won 7-0 , Not a joke.First thing he says,

“Slept like a log”

– Thanks, Sucker!


9:56 – Time for Coffee. There’s just something Instant Coffee gives you that a Cappuccino doesn’t.


10:04am – Apparently 33% (10.4 million) of the population in here comprises of Expatriates . Thank you, Newspaper.


10:33am – The Nespresso Capsules are here, should be a good surprise for the wife 😀





11:25am – Memopip just posted a picture of a beautiful Illustrated Edition of Pride and Prejudice on Instagram MemopiIG which reminded me, I need to read it soon. Ugh!

11:37am –  Memopipwrites just told me she read it 30 years ago! *Adding salt to my tbr wound*

11:49am – Mr. Flower Pot who is always hungry has started discussing about Lunch which is a good 2 hours away.

01:15pm – Just returned from the Noon Prayers (Dhuhr) from the Masjid. Offices and Shops in Saudi Arabia close for about 25-30 minutes during prayer time. 5 times a day.

01:23pm – Mr. Flower Pot is very Hungry. And I’m going to stall, just because.IMG_20160203_224041

02:15pm – Lunch Time, Mr. Flower Pot has gone to bring us something to eat. Meantime, I’m about to post this picture on my Account theguywiththebook
I post twice a day, Usually once in the afternoon and next late in the evening after i go home. I took this picture yesterday at home, And yes that’s a canvas placed on the wrong side. I do such things…sometimes.

03:56pm – Today is much more busy than usual. The Flower Pot left to see a friend whose Father passed away a couple of days ago. Life.

04:17pm – Back from the Masjid after the Late Afternoon prayers (Asr). Its always heart warming to see so many people leave their work and come to pray in the middle of the day, Yes, there are days when I miss praying but the will is there and I’m going to give it my best Insha’Allah.

04:29pm – Last update before i pack up and leave in an hour or so. I think this has been interesting. It definitely stole alot of time from my work day, I’ll need to be more efficient if i plan on doing this again. I’m getting the hang of it though, and I’m still not sure what this blog is going to serve, my first objective is to be able to write more than the usual 140 characters on Twitter or the Paragraph on Instagram and still make sense.I’m not sure if its normal for anyone to go through such a long post, if not, then Congratulations on reading this whole post!

Mr. Flower Pot just called, he’s hungry, again.

From my Desk, Jeddah, Saudi Arabia. 04:35pm


My Bookstagram.

Do i really need to be here too….?

No, Seriously.

This is getting smaller…

and smaller…


I think the handful of you who might read this already know that I’m mainly on Instagram posting pictures twice a day of books I am reading, have read and will read and wont read.

I am a beginner to blogging in the true sense of the word and I’m going to hold on to you all and try get the hang of it.

Over the next month I will decide what I really want to do here.

I’d appreciate any suggestions you have except “Just Be Yourself” because doing that got me in enough trouble already. (Picture my mom running after me with a bent Clothes Hanger) <—– Asian Moms. #Facepalm (this hashtag thing doens leave me anymore)

I have just realized that I have used the word I a lot more times than I normally use I…I don’t think this is a good idea.

Leaving the office, 5:15 pm,  Jeddah, Saudi Arabia.





We all start somewhere.

...and I start here; THIS POINT ----> .

A brief history of 31 years.

31, Muslim, Married, Living in Saudi Arabia. Family from India. Wife from Zimbabwe. 0 Kids and a thousand pieces of dreams slowly merging and lowering the count.

I’m a renewed reader who had ‘left’ reading for about 10 years.

Yes, that happened. i read a total of 3-4 books between ’06 and ’15

Restarted reading on a flight back between Hong Kong and Dubai when the entertainment system bored me.

I had a book with me which i had bought for my sister.

1Q84 by Haruki Murakami.

My favorite book.

My favorite author.

My favorite book related memory.

I got HOOKED for 4 hours on the flight. This was June 2014 during the Football worldcup.

I reached Jeddah (home) and didn’t continue reading because i had no bookmark to mark where i left off and i couldn’t be bothered (read:lazy) to look for my stop. And Football made it easier to forget about reading anyway.

One year on, somehow, i remembered that i had enjoyed reading the book and Aomame keep coming to mind.

That’s where i started.

My office desk. 11:15am Jeddah, Saudi Arabia