Books make life more understandable. They give us the time to think about every possible thing in the world, mostly about people and their behavior. They explain to us calmly whatever they are trying to say. We can pause and reflect on what the author is saying without having to rush on with the next point in the flow. Which is why I love reading to no end. It makes me, me. As I mentioned in the previous post in this series, I’m not nothing without books and reading, but a huge part of me would be missing if reading wasn’t in my life. Reading makes me a better person.
And while I read, I give my all to it. I maintain a notebook to note down my thoughts about the books that I am reading, and I jot down the quotes that I like. I later transfer them to another notebook that’s specifically for these quotes. I’ve filled up 4 so far and have started on a fifth, which might give you an idea about how long this series is going to be. The short answer is: very long. 😛
Reading books is a wonderful, life-changing experience. Everything that got you into this habit, you remember with fondness and sometimes (like me), an emotion that threatens to spill every single time. As you continue to read, those vague answers you had to people asking, “How do you read so much?” might not become clearer. But you have a list of answers and reasons ready to the “why”.
I want to start off this blog post by saying something profound. Something like how reading has always been a huge part of my life and how I am nothing without it. And although that’s true to a large extent, I’ve come to learn that I am something without reading, but reading is what makes me a better person. It makes me realize the wrongs I’ve done and to acknowledge them. It makes me look at perspectives especially because acknowledging that there are so many of them in the world helps me understand the world and the people around me better. So there. That was my profound introduction to a blog post that has been in the works for a long time.