I never thought that my passion for reading would bring about such a considerable change in my life. Surprisingly, over time, books became my dearest friends, helping me get over my lifelong fear of being lonely. They also ignited my creativity and helped me simplify life’s complexities.
My story is one of a sudden shift from indifference to passion, and I owe it all to my father. Like every daughter on this planet, I also looked up to my father; he was my one and only hero. He was the one who made me believe in fairy tales. He was the one Read more…
I wasn’t much into reading before COVID beckoned. However, my initiation into reading was a very interesting one. I actually had nothing to do during the Lockdown, so I just started cleaning up my room. As I was tidying up my bookshelf, I came across this book titled Swami Vivekananda: A Biography. I had bought Read more…
Growing up in the middle of lots of books, I was always curious about what could be so special about those big, voluminous bundles of paper. I still remember the day my father brought me Anondomela, a Bengali children’s magazine. This was my first introduction to a hitherto unknown treasure. To put things into perspective, Read more…
Books give a soul to the universe, wings to the mind, flight to the imagination, and life to everything. I clearly remember the day when I first read a novel and fell in love with reading. Since then, my journey has been an ongoing one.
Ever since my childhood, I was curious about everything. I had little idea that this curiosity would only peg me back in the long run. Ironically, I started reading e-books or hardcovers much before comics came into my life. Coming from an orthodox background, it was not easy for comics to find their way to Read more…
I was a typical child – one who would read anything put in front of her – including billboards and posters on the side of the street. It was, after all, a good way to kill time. The turning point came one summer vacation in July. I, a bored school-goer, discovered my older sister’s old Read more…
As hard as I may try, it is hard for me to recall a time when I was not interested in books. I even asked my father, and he confirmed that books had always mattered to me. I actually started reading in seventh grade. Until then, the only books I read were my school textbooks. Read more…
My love for story books began in my school library. In fact, the picture of my first day in second grade is still fresh in my mind. We all queued up near the library with our fingers to our lips. The teacher opened the library gate, and what a surprising view it was in there. Read more…
Hey, guys! I am Milind Lal and I am here to take you on a decade’s worth of journey over the next few paragraphs. I am 20 now. However, as I glance back at the last 10-12 years of my life, I find that books have played a major role in making me the person Read more…
