Reading is the stuff of the heart. It is the readiness to let go of the one world you know, and try and reach out to those countless invisible ones. Its about taking risks and diving into things that you are not sure you can keep up with or even want to.
Initially I was told about the act of choosing a book influenced by the categories of likes and dislikes. But soon, I realized that you can never choose a book, it chooses you. It sounds mystical, but there is this thing about books, they come to you in their own time, a particular time when you just don't expect them or when you've given up finding the next thing to read and face a blank heart. But then suddenly as a book approaches you and you feel the wonder and the goose flesh when your heart goes " Ah, there you are! I've been looking for you all over," or " Are you serious?," or " Finally!!," you realize that every bit of that book is going to be worth it.
I've always tried to define myself as a reader and up until recently I din't have a term. But as it goes, I suddenly find myself describing my relation with books as that of curiosity and wonder. I am a curious reader. At the very beginning, I was a nervous one and then for quite a long time a stuck-up one.On every journey, the reader encounters other readers who are either more or less passionate in comparison to themselves. I have come across readers who inspire me, those who make me wonder if they are actually in love with books and then those who've helped me take the next step of proceeding and changing my whole approach of looking at my books.
Whatever the day has been every time I open a book I can simply taste its story at the back of my mouth.
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