A hobby turned buddy
There’s never a time my bed side table is empty. It is always loaded with reading material like books, magazines, clippings of articles I wanted to read from old newspapers etc which I put away for a later read. Most times, that later never came, ever. Yet, I had to have those by my bed side or at radius my arm can reach. Alongside a notepad and pen to jot my thoughts down whenever I felt like writing. The book shelves, office rooms, libraries I saw in movies and huge bungalows were enticing, I always wanted to have a room just for books, music and myself. Finally, I managed to set-up a li'l book shelf of my own in the living not as organized as I’d like it to be, but it’ll do now. I look at it now to admire my arranged stack of hand-picked mini library. In retrospect to my childhood, my father who has been a voracious reader, encouraged me to read books and brought me everything from Chandamama, Champak, Wisdom, Competition success to Archies, Tinkle, Chacha Chowdary and many ...