Hogging books

That’s what my hubby says whenever he buys for me the books. But I cant help it…I started off with reader’s digest, a humble edition then, and I just started loving the book world.the main point was when I had just finished my 10th std, holidays were longggggg and I was really bored. That’s when my grandmother’s friend who had loads of books invited me at her place. It was actually delectable sight. Books all around actually made my mouth water. And in my 2 months tenure I almost finished most of the books. Then started my college life. At a decent pocket money of 200 rs started my rounds at raddiwalls of dadar (where my college was located) and around andheri (my place) rather than movies (that I almost got to see every time on TV) and eating out (I always preferred roadside sandwiches,vada pavs and dosas..economical and filling).when it came to books and cassettes (now defunct in the MP3 world) I borrowed money, usually from my mother with a deal of cutting the borrowed sum from the next month’s pocket money. And I got hold of latest music, instrumental and non instrumental,old classics (thanks to my dad’s passion for C.Ramchandra’s “Sunday ke Sunday” which rewinded every sunday) and new tunes, rock and pop.
Books was a different story. Unlike my friends who read only when recommended by curriculum or at the exam time I read and read thanks to my subjects like psychology (human brain and its innumerable functions called “cognition”) and english litrature just fascinated me. I read classics and modern literature, first to score more then because of interest. Language never was a barrier then (thanks to maxmuellers german I got hold of brecht)and now (alliance fancaise u rock with asterix and guy de Maupassant in the same vase) and ofcourse mother tongue marathi.Books give me a release, they refresh me and my imagination runs riot, thanks to books they improve my worldly knowledge as well the better knowledge …knowledge of soul