As with all my habits, the foundation for my interest in reading was also laid at a very young age. As is the case with most Indian families, my siblings and I had a fairly strict upbringing. Television and playtime were strictly regulated and studies, inordinately encouraged. All these factors conspired to create an environment Read more…
Books have always been my partners in crime. If I had to describe their place in my life using a hashtag in this social media-obsessed world, it would be #myconstant. I owe this love for books to my mother, who was the one responsible for bringing them into my life. Having been an avid reader Read more…
Years ago, the 10-year-old me was very excited as we made our way to our village on a fateful holiday, and I had every reason to feel that way. After all, I was exceedingly fond of my grandmother’s special pedas, which, mind you, are still my favorite. As I wandered around the old granary, I Read more…
Reading is a habit that caught me when I was a teeny human being full of curiosity, wonder, and a sense of not belonging anywhere. I don’t really know who the culprit was behind me getting enamored with reading: my mom, who got me those mini story books from my school fair, or my aunt, Read more…
“Reading is everything. Reading makes me feel like I have accomplished something, learned something, become a better person. Reading makes me smarter. Reading gives me something to talk about later on. Reading is the unbelievably healthy way my attention deficit disorder medicates itself. Reading is escape, and the opposite of escape; it’s a way to Read more…
