Tuesday, 10 December 2013


I can start this piece by saying that i find it weird when people say that they do not read but i cannot.

I do not want to.

I see both sides hence i understand. Not that i want to sound like a shrink or a saint trying to appease my audience. Or perhaps,i am.

It is strange when people proclaim that they hate reading or perhaps-mildly-that they do not read.
 It is absurd because books were what brought me peace and the finest way of my escapism when life takes its toll.

It sounds cliched but any voracious reader will tell you that the myriad emotions that one experiences while reading are palpable.

A story has the power to mould a person's mood.

This is all i can say of books:)

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