With Love.

Dear,

I hated you at first when Mom cut down my play time and dumped me wuth you. I picked up you with a frown. But with each turning page I could see the pictures coming live as if it was pure magic.

As years passed, I discovered more of you. Felt as if the words engraved in you were only meant for me and I didn't want to share you with anyone else. It broke my heart when someone ignores you or makes a tear on that glossy face of yours.

You were always there for me. As a kid, when I missed family you took me to another world full of wonderful people and showed their life. When I was sulking away you made me laugh with your jokes. When I was cramping my head for exams, you were my power breaks. And when I had to travel alone you kept by my side whole through the journey engulfing me in your presence and  even saving me from some snarling talks and looks.

There are times I wonder, if it wasn't for you, would I have ever loved my fellow human beings as I do now. Or will there be a tugging of heart when I see a homeless child. Or understand the loneliness of the world. No! You made me read their mind and that made me live their life through your words.

And if it wasn't for you, I wouldn't have been writing this too. You made me fall in love with you and the power of writing. Thanks for changing my world and making it more beautiful. Thanks for taking me around the world even when I'm snuggling in my bed.

A day without touching you, without drowning in your smell and passion is a day lost.

Always in love with you,
Me.

              I am taking part in Second Write Tribe Festival of Words  8th-14th December 2013. 

                                                    The theme for the day is Books. 

Happy Reader! :D

At last I get to hold some Books!! Real Books! I can actually get to hold a book, feel it and snuggle with it in my bed, and ponder the words.

 

 

I am a lover of technology but never that of digital books. This doesn’t mean I don’t read e-books; actually those were the only thing could get hold off for last few months. But I love that unique feel, experience, pleasure and happiness of cracking open an actual book. The joy of holding a new book in your hands and discoveries made with each page turned. Paper books just feel good in your hands - even the best designed e-Reader is a cold, lifeless steel contraption by comparison. Paper books are also seen as more personal.

Only with a paper book you are able to skim through the pages until you find the sentence or quote you were searching and could actually highlight them. Even digitally you can highlight, but I hate it,

As someone said, "If I "buy" an e-book, read it, put it in storage, and try to re-read it in 10 years (since I "own" it) it's anybody's guess whether there will exist a platform or device on which that will be possible for that particular e-book format and DRM scheme." So you have to get a new e-book or OS to read again.

 And you don’t get to wander in book stores when in the digital world.  It’s the ambiance and warmth of the place where I’d lose myself in the stacks of great literature. Nothing can replace the hours spend in a book store just wandering around picking up books with compelling cover art and reading the prologue.

 

 

For me it’s always a joy getting hold of a book. So looking forward to travel to the world of words!

 

P.S. God get me some spare time, Please…!!!

God Blez.