I remember standing there and gazing at the long rows of tall shelves on both sides. My gaze stayed with just that one part of the second floor but I felt like a part of the entire library- all three floors. Long halls, tall windows, unexplored corners and wide silences. Pulling out a book after another and thumbing through them. Stopping to read a paragraph and heading to sit down to absorb more.
It has been long since I’ve sat reading in a library- amidst the smell of books, and echoing footsteps. Sitting at a table in the same sunlit long hall with many others at other tables reading many different worlds.
Typed out words that form my first post on a blog and I wonder if these words will become part of many different experiences of reading. But writing it surely has been my very own little epiphany :-)
5 comments:
Really I could smell the books myself and sneezed inside:-)Libraries are always precious paradises full of wonderful experiences and peepholes which allow peeking at favourites before we select what we like...
:-) Yup. You think we'll ever sneeze when we browse through virtual libraries!
Hmm waiting for more girl :-)
I was thinking of my favourite repeatedly read book at one point of time, it was a play called "Admirable Crichton", have you read it? It talks about values crichton belive in - Everybody is not equal, people with more skills and previleges should be on the top", there is a shocking interplay of this value.... This book has really made me question my beliefs and to what extent I am ready to go with them and how do I know they are right??
the epitaph of moorchukki? what happens after the first post? waiting for the next post!
It is like 'Silent snow and Secret snow'.
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