mmmmmm books…
It’s the monsoons - perfecto for my renewed challenge to read books and reignite this long lost hobby of mine. Once upon a time, I was an avid bottle-eyed bookworm utterly obsessed with books; libraries where my seventh heaven, my cloud nine, and under the blanket was my cozy wormhole, night was day and day was night, I never cared. Good times!
But unfortunately, as time passed by and life ebbed on, so did my dwindling interest in books… sigh. Ever since, I have been wistfully wishing to read books again… but Mr Procrastination always won fair and square!
So I asked myself - if not now… when? So recently, on a spur, I marched myself to a lending library nearby and gifted myself a membership and now here I am… a happy bottle-eyed bookworm again – and loving every minute of it!
Stepping into the library was a spell binding moment – the familiar piles and stacks of books, the numerous rickety shelves, the rousing blurbs on the back of the books, the crisp scent of brown tinted pages – the very ambience of it all – simply pepped a soft nostalgic adrenalin rush. Memories.
Now, curled up with a book and snug in my cozy wormhole after ages – I am thrilled beyond words that I gave my reading challenge a shot. Books are here to stay. Solid.
Leave no regrets behind. Better now than never.
“A writer only begins a book. A reader finishes it.” - Samuel Johnson