And then..

First time ever its taking too long to read a book. Not because its not interesting, but because of the losing of tracks in between. The instincts are dying. Never gonna let it happen. There are hundreds of books to be read, hundred+ movies to be seen. Thats going to be real entertainment. When was a book last read? May be an year. Long time! 

Remembering my friend who introduced me to Enid Blyton books in school. It was then I found the world inside library. Before that readings had been limited to children's comics (though relatives used to describe it as book worm, it really wasn't). Enid Blyton to classics. Not a long journey. Ever since that libraries had been a hangout. After schools we had reunited to join a public library. But that didn't last long. Still those memoirs lead to the inspiration to read.

How has the reading time become lost will be unanswered. But to gain the lost treasure is one of the most happiest thing. The internet now has given a lot downloadable readings. Now the library is here. Re-entry is what required. Yes, I am standing at the entrance.