Letting My Books get Old!

I have never liked the idea of my books getting withered and worn out. Though I lent my books to some friends, I always ask them to return back in good condition. I feel somewhat bad to see my books dog-eared, pages sticking out and looking battered. Whenever I see some shabby, overused books, I would promise to myself that I would take better care of my book as a sense of reverence and reciprocation for being my pillar of strength and knowledge. But I found myself on the wrong side when I was reading Paulo Coelho’s ‘Like the Flowing River’. A line in the chapter ‘Of books and libraries’ struck me: ‘I simply believe that a book has its own journey to make and  should not be condemned to being stuck on shelf.’  I was wowed by this line.

I have been keeping my books so close to myself, well-kept and as good as it is newly bought believing I am doing the best for them. But I had no idea that i had been denying their journey, their strength and  wisdom in making its way to the sea of humanity.

Just two days back, my friend returned few books I lent him and I was glad that these books made another journey  though they look bit battered and pages stuck out. I was happy that my books had been a source of knowledge and inspiration not only to me but also to my friends as well. When I told him about my willingness to lend books more often, he came up with an idea of creating a page of FB and announcing my friends about my mini library opened at their service. I would be more than happy to lend  if we share the taste in same kind of books!

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