The Bliss Of Getting Lost In Someone Else’s Imagination!

‘What’s so fun about reading?’ I had mocked my book nerd friends in the past. Some of them explained and the others ignored. But later when I started reading books myself I found the answer strangely in the first book that I purchased online. It was printed on the complimentary bookmark which was kept inside the book. It read:

‘The bliss of getting lost in someone else’s imagination…’

To be honest, I didn’t understand it then. Yesterday, as I was reading a book by one of India’s finest writers, O V Vijayan, I understood what that meant. I came across a sentence which I quote:

“The stains on the walls, the tears in the carpet, were exactly as they used to be; unchanging, they waited for him.”

O V Vijayan, The Infinity of Grace.

This was exactly what I had felt, three years ago, when I visited my school and quarters after a gap of long thirteen years. The genius of the writer is that he had written this for me (I felt) many decades back. It was left for me to discover; it is left for each of us to discover the message we need in every book we come across.

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