Bookish Problem

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So today’s problem is, stacking books!!!!!

I have a small room to myself which till date I have been sharing with my brother. He is now studying in a different city but most of his belongings are here, so again it leaves me with no extra space. The room has 2 small wardrobes, amid which there is a dresser with few chest of drawers and a study table big enough to cram the room.

Basically no shelf, rack, or a separate space to store books.

Over the time, I have filled my study table and all its drawers with my novels, after which the drawers below the dresser came. Can you believe it? Novels in the space where one would usually find accessories, lipsticks, nail paints and what not. And now, I am literally out of space!!

I don’t know where the following books would go. But I am pretty sure the books wouldn’t stop coming!

Occasionally I do threaten my brother to vacate his wardrobe so that I can cram books there, but in return I get to hear I can throw away all my clothes and replace it with books, if I am so desperate for space.

Does anyone relate to it? Any one of you face the same book problems, or is it only me who always runs out of space!


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67 responses to “Bookish Problem”

    1. Moushmi Radhanpara Avatar
      Moushmi Radhanpara

      Thank you dear.

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  1. Shobha Iyer Avatar
    Shobha Iyer

    very true…these day, apartments being small in size, there is too little space; unlike in good old days, when our forefathers had mansions…so you could have a separate study / library !!!!

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    1. Moushmi Radhanpara Avatar
      Moushmi Radhanpara

      That would really be helpful, you know 😉

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