Shivers went down my spine and I was awestruck. For that moment I was
not able to understand what is to be done. It was like I did not exist
in this world. Books and books everywhere took me to someplace else that
may have never existed.
‘World Book Fair’ at Pragati Maidan, New Delhi was where I was standing. I as a reader was visiting it for the third time. Entering the much known venue can bring so much satisfaction is what this Book Fair teaches me. Every year I go through the same place, same type of books, same publishers and same writers, but still something changes from year to year.
With each passing day, I am growing, I am aging and I am gaining, not only pounds of weight, but experience, happiness, sadness, success, failure and countless other emotions. Wish or desire to read a book revolves around the emotion or say situation we all go through.
Like every child, every book is special in its own way and as beauty lies in the eyes of beholder, fondness of a book lies in the mind of a reader. In the ocean of books, I feel like swimming, touching the words and feeling it in me like the waves. Going deep down the book, at that limit their words change into visuals, playing straight in front of me. It is an amazing experience to know each story, to know each character and to live with the character until it’s over.
Book lovers are many, but living with a book is rare, flowing with a story is not that happens daily. I live with a book. I wish to read all the books, but alas time is brutal. It takes away those things that are dear to us. Managing with this hectic schedule is like fighting with the huge waves that swipe your feet away from sand and carries you to the water.
But Struggle is what keeps you moving one..!! Keep Moving Keep Reading.
‘World Book Fair’ at Pragati Maidan, New Delhi was where I was standing. I as a reader was visiting it for the third time. Entering the much known venue can bring so much satisfaction is what this Book Fair teaches me. Every year I go through the same place, same type of books, same publishers and same writers, but still something changes from year to year.
With each passing day, I am growing, I am aging and I am gaining, not only pounds of weight, but experience, happiness, sadness, success, failure and countless other emotions. Wish or desire to read a book revolves around the emotion or say situation we all go through.
Like every child, every book is special in its own way and as beauty lies in the eyes of beholder, fondness of a book lies in the mind of a reader. In the ocean of books, I feel like swimming, touching the words and feeling it in me like the waves. Going deep down the book, at that limit their words change into visuals, playing straight in front of me. It is an amazing experience to know each story, to know each character and to live with the character until it’s over.
Book lovers are many, but living with a book is rare, flowing with a story is not that happens daily. I live with a book. I wish to read all the books, but alas time is brutal. It takes away those things that are dear to us. Managing with this hectic schedule is like fighting with the huge waves that swipe your feet away from sand and carries you to the water.
But Struggle is what keeps you moving one..!! Keep Moving Keep Reading.
inspires me to read and write...
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