A lazy Sunday afternoon. Nothing better than curling up with a book. And if it’s a brand new book…a crisp brand new book..then nothing can beat the happy feeling that comes with it.
I use a smart phone as well as a laptop. Am quite tech savvy. And while I feel blessed to have the boon of technology to keep in touch with my near and dear ones and the high which real-time communication gives me, I still prefer to read a book rather than an e-book.
To me buying a book isn’t only about going to a bookstore and buying a book. I have to like the look of a book, the font and the font size. And yes, the way the book smells. I actually burrow my nose in a book before buying it. And I think those of you out there who are book lovers know exactly what I am talking about.
I still have the books which were gifted to me in kindergarten. Slightly grubby but well-preserved. Each and every line known. One can tell which are my favourite ones by the way the pages show wear. These are the ones I have reread many times over the years. People who are not really in love with books can never understand how one can reread a book.
But I have my favourites. Not only because of the stories they carry but also because each time I have reread them I have read a new version. Because along with time I have not remained the same ‘me’ and my perspective has changed. So each time I have found a new gem.