I don’t remember when I started liking reading novels but every now and then I find myself searching for the next book to indulge myself in. Usually I need to surround myself with this quiet comfy atmosphere to really comprehend and feel what I am reading but lately I find myself pulling out my novel whenever I have free time. That realization hit me recently as I was ordering takeaway from Chili’s and I noticed it was somehow quiet so I decided to continue my reading through ‘A Thousand Splendid Suns’ when I came across a part that was so intensifying that I was breathing heavily and not believing the words I was processing with my eyes and when I was finally done, the live atmosphere around me came crashing in through my ears so fast, the loud sounds shocked me that I had to look around to see where it was coming from and noticed that the restaurant was fuller than when I came in. Somehow I managed to block the sound and live in my fantasy cocoon for a while.

Reading is a wonderful experience once you have the right book. From each and everyone I have learned something. It just hits deep, even if temporarily, into your heart, mind and soul. Even the ones I didn’t like and skimmed through really fast or had a hard time finishing them, I always find, even if it is only a single line, something to relate to.