I buy books…….children books……and I buy them all the time.
Bring my day to a low and I will cheer up myself by logging onto Amazon and buying books.
Perform an operation in my mouth for extracting that stubborn tooth, cut the bone to release the tooth, sew me with needle and thread in front of my wide open eyes, inject me with antibiotics, give me immense pain but I promise myself I can overcome my painful wails with buying more books, books with colourful glossy cover pages, books meant for the little ones, books of any kinds – hardcover, paperback, pop ups, all will do.
There are days when I open my wardrobe and can find nothing suitable to wear. Then I make peace with myself marching to the market to that brightly lit bookstore and get more books to read.
All the time I tell Dhruv I am buying books for him, I am reading books to him but all this while I have been conspiring because I do it for myself.
As long as there are books in this world – unread and unsold, I can never be brought to a complete dull and lull for there will always be a new book to buy and a new author to try.
Does your love for books resonate with something like mine?
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