what it is that you like.

Truly enjoyed Midnights Children

He told her: he fell from the sky and lived. She took a deep breath andbelieved him, because of her father's faith in the myriad andcontradictory possibilities of life, and because, too, of what themountain had taught her. "Okay," she said, exhaling. "I'll buy it. Justdon't tell my mother, all right?" The universe was a place of wonders,and only habituation, the anaesthesia of the everyday, dulled oursight. She had read, a couple of days back, that as part of theirnatural processes of combustion, the stars in the skies crushed carboninto diamonds. The idea of the stars raining diamonds into the void:that sounded like a miracle, too. If that could happen, so could this.Babies fell out of zillionth-floor windows and bounced. There was ascene about that in François Truffaut's movie L'Argent du Poche...She focused her thoughts. "Sometimes," she decided to say, "wonderful things happen to me, too."