Morticia is Okay
As a kid, as a teenager, and as an adult – I’ve always been awed by stories. My earliest source of stories came from a book titled ‘The Life of Jesus’. I was in second grade and we’d gotten it from school. I was fascinated by it, to say the least. A dude curing diseases, bringing back people from the dead, and walking on water, only to be betrayed with a kiss? What's not to like? I moved from Champak, Chacha Choudhary and Billu, to Tinkle, Archie, The Famous Five, and eventually to Agatha Christie, John Grisham and Neil Gaiman. This was also why I always loved history as a subject in school. I remember people falling asleep in history class and cribbing about how much they hated it because it was so difficult to memorize the details of every battle fought and every king slaughtered. To me, it was never lousy information to memorize. They were stories to me. Chances are, if you quiz me about Lincoln’s Emancipation Proclamation, King Louis XVI’s downfall in 18 th century France, o...
