I keep catching myself holding on to the idea that I still read the way I used to—back in what feels like a fairy-tale past. These days, managing to flip through a few magazine pages during a rare quiet moment in the bathroom feels like a genuine luxury.
Yet, if I look back at the authors who shaped me, Enid Blyton stands far above the rest. Even now, given the chance, I can completely lose myself in her stories, escaping into the English countryside alongside the Secret Seven or the Famous Five.
Then there are the Amar Chitra Kathas and the many comics we all may have grown up with.
And here goes my list of books in random order, not necessarily in order of favorites, both fiction and non fiction....
Gone with the Wind by Margaret Mitchell- still remember hiding it under the pillow and reading in literal darkness while in 8th grade, I think.....
Roots by Alex Haley- read over summer of 10th grade....
-Freedom at Midnight by Dominique LaPierre and Larry Collins---a book I have read in the summer of 9th grade and then re read again few years ago.
To Kill a Mocking Bird by Harper Lee-- read while in Pre degree.....
Peony--Pearl S Buck--loved reading Pearl Buck novels in school......
Anne Frank-- Diary of a Young Girl- read in 8th grade, recently listened to an Audio version of it....
-Love in the Time of Cholera by Gabriel Garica Marquez- read in 8th grade... re- read again last year....
The Emperor of Maladies by Siddhartha Mukherjee -- read during the road trip to Yellowstone in 2011....
Who Ordered This Truckload of Dung by Ajahn Brahm- birthday gift from our Jaydeep, few years back, loved it...
Far From the Madding Crowd by Thomas Hardy- read in 9th grade, forgotten a lot of it now....
War and Peace by Tolstoy-- my dad forced me to read this in 9th grade, not sure I liked it too much....
Half the Sky by Nicholas Kristoff, Sheryl Wudunn-- read in 2009...
I usually do not do chains, but books can never go wrong!
When people ask what it is like to be a woman in interventional electrophysiology, I tell them the truth: for most of my career, I was the only one at the table. Not the only woman in the EP lab; nurses, techs, and coordinators have always been the backbone of every EP lab I have worked in, but the only woman standing in lead, with the catheters in her hands. That has changed. It has not changed enough. Cardiology remains one of the least gender-balanced fields in medicine, and the procedural subspecialties EP, interventional, structural are the narrowest part of that funnel. We are not short on talented women entering medical school. We lose them somewhere between the classroom and the lab. I have thought a lot about where that loss happens, and I no longer believe it is mostly about ability or even about ambition. It is about permission, the quiet, cumulative sense of whether a room expects you to be in it. The room does not hand you authority ... Early on, I learned that bei...








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