Sauntering through the streets, breathing in the sea breeze, I bumped into a book fare selling books by weight and I pulled my friend inside the hall, cancelling all other plans of movies and dinners. Just the mere whiff of the read pages, innumerable books stacked exquisitely got me oscillated which led me pulling out books one after the other until my basket was literally overflowing and I couldn’t drag it any longer. I was overjoyed with my new books, some of which I hadn’t even heard of but was excited to discover the new ones when my friend mentioned, “Mujhe aisa lagta hai jaise log kitanbe nahin but in kitanbon me khud ko dhund te hain.”
Translating it literally, “I feel the people aren’t finding books here but are trying to find themselves in the depths of these books.”
And all the while later I kept thinking how deep he had thought. Isn’t it true that we try to find ourselves in the books that we read?
Moushmi Radhanpara 
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