Originally posted by: leavesandwaves
From the days at school. When we used to buy new books at the start of the academic year and cover them with brown paper and excitedly look inside what was there in the form of content and pictures.
Getting books as birthday present and as prizes when winning essay competitions.
And then going to the libraries, going to fiction sections.
Buying cheap, second hand books at the roadside.
Opting for ordinary covers than hard covers to save money.
When there is no interesting program on tv, when there is lot of time after finishing all the work, holding a book, reading and then sleep with the book still in hand.
When I was a youngster I used to read while eating and get scolded for doing so.
What a beautiful description of a book lover's recollections , beautiful memories of childhood days and youthful interests ! Reading magazines was considered as a sophisticated hobby once , now working on LT or on IPhone is considering as a Hasthabhushanam to a modern woman !A book is a dream that you hold in your hand , a life, you are going to read in a detailed manner . When I read a book, I put in all the imagination I can, so that, it is almost like writing the book as well as reading it ,or rather, it is like living it. It makes reading so much more exciting, very interesting , while reading , living in those pages .
There are so many books to read , for that reason alone it is worth going on living !
If we encounter a man of rare intellect, we should ask him what books he reads. Edited by Snehamadhuri - 10 years ago
