I started reading books from my early childhood. Not because I had particular interest in reading, but because I was restricted all other sorts of entertainment (I mean "time-pass"). Watching television was restricted to 1 hour each day, of which 30 minutes goes for NEWS (exceptions were Saturdays and Sundays when we enjoyed the luxury of watching a Regional Movie). Playing was also restricted to 1 hour each day. And how long can one read those monotonously written school books?
Anyway, now I feel very thankful that my parents cultivated in me this wonderful habbit of reading books. Reading gives me immense gratification. But for the mental strength I amassed through this reading habbit, I would have been a collapsed being. Its true. This reading alone gave me the mental strength to endure all the mishaps and cataclysms, those occured in my past life. This reading alone is giving me the thrust to achieve greater things in life. Above all, this reading alone is giving me the sapience to understand our existence (if not as a whole, atleast in bits).
My recent reading was a novel named "Anna Karenina" by Leo Tolstoy (whom I would like to call "The Specialist Novelist").
Few years earlier I read "War and Peace" by the 'Specialist Novelist'. Mezmerized by it, I determined to read all his works. But, life has its own unwritten rules, and we are bound to play the game by those rules. It is true that 'One can't force things to happen' and equally true that 'Things don't happen to one on its own'. 'One has to be prepared, and with watchful eyes, wait patiently for the right moment, to grasp the next opportunity --- opportunities existing in surplus all around, and popping every now and then'. I was either unprepared or not watchful or din't recognize those presented opportunities until two weeks back. I had to wait until two weeks back to read his work again.
The 'Specimen Novelist' has the knack to mould the mind of the reader, by directly appealing to the heart. I underwent all kinds of 'unexplainable' physical and mental emotional states over the past two weeks, whilst I read this novel. Mezmerizing and hypnotizing, that i felt duty-bound write this blog.
Since, I don't have the qualification to be a critic of the great novelist, I will be publishing few of his works in my next few posts, which I enjoyed reading. I hope you will too.
