It is said that a book is not a set of words meant to be read, but rather a whole journey to be experienced and relived time and again. That has been the case with me. I close my eyes, and I’m transported back in time, 15 years ago. It was my third birthday. My Read more…

I was (and still am) an introvert and it took me a lot of time to come to terms with it (not that being introvert is some sort of cancer). As a child, I was not very much inclined to attend family functions or birthday parties. Books always succored me in those situations. As I Read more…