Peasants, Pigs & Astronauts

I must congratulate myself on getting half way through the book (see my post earlier) . Only reason I didnt finish it was because I had to return the book. It was borrowed, you see. I gladly note however, that my interest in reading books has been rekindled. Today, I walked accross the Sunday book bazaar at Abids and picked four boOks (no less), one of which again is a book by Frederick Forsyth, 'The fourth protocol'. I remember watching the movie based on Forsyth's best beseller, 'The Day of the Jackal' as a kid . There used to be a movie theatre close to my school ( and house ). I must have been about 16 or so and I used to buy myself a ticket for the evening show on the way back from school. It was one of the thrills in my life to go watch a movie alone, something which I find impossible to do today. I guess to an extent the adolescent thrill of catching glimpses of skimpily dressed blondes drove me on 'my adventure'. The cinema-hall I used to visit also on occassions played soft-porn movies and I would try to sneak a peek at the posters when no one was loOking. I honestly think that the blondes ( and babes in general ) were lot more thrilling then. Either that or I know too much now.