To my Beloved…Book

As the pages of a book are turned, I  feel my whole world is broadening and changing. Sorrows are forgotten and happiness prevails I feel so beautiful so wise and strong and sometimes I feel mean and despicable if I wanted to.

Throughout the years of my childhood, I had been exposed to quality books of all kinds: picture, story, rhythm and rhyming, adventure and mystery, fantasy, interpersonal relationships, travel, literature, riddles and puzzles, arts and science. It was my eldest sister’s effort that made reading a treasured part of my life.

“It just takes me to a world of my imagination” that was my answer when I was asked why I love reading books that much, but there are some books that you don’t get the feeling right it makes a fake world as if you stepped into wax museum, no soul, no sound no taste.

I’ve been blessed with bunch of good books on my shelf that I feel turning the first page is as if I pay a plane ticket to a world that exists only in my imagination, a world where thunder burns against my ears but doesn’t frighten me, a sip of Apple juice or bite of coconut biscuit that feels me up with a sweet taste, in this world I can do anything no boundaries, no limits, I can be what I want to be.. when I want it.. and how I want it.

Some books for me are like boats that sails through the oceans to carry me to new adventures, so I meet pirates, talking animals or monstrous trees, some others are like my mum with her soothing words or like a friend with sharp but truthful critical advice or like a person to whom I belong. Holding my book so close make me feel so strong that me and only me is able to give this world a halt or to relive in it again with different voices, different tastes and different emotions.

Just delving deep inside each book sparks my creativity and imagination; introduces me to new people, places, and ideas; builds up my confidence and strengthens my feeling of life worth; and clarifies difficult situations and troublesome feelings. In short, books help me reach out to the world beyond the here and now and perceive an ever-expanding array of possibilities.

 Ellie

3 Comments »

  1. Aya Assem Said:

    ELLIE =D..
    Congratulations for the new blog, keeeep upp ;) !!

  2. bb-aisha Said:

    Beautiful imagery. I can empathise as I can trace memories of my childhood days through the books I read.

    I can never understand when people say they don’t enjoy reading. It defines me

  3. Samo2a Said:

    when I think of my readings, immediately the story of “sleeping beaty, Cinderella” jump to my mind, it’s beautifull that your childhood reminds you by these lovely stories, and the best that you know how much you’re lucky to enjoy reading and having such amazing parents who raised you love reading …thank u Ellie


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