Dear reader, I plan to move to oorupost.wordpress.com. For a few months, I will cross-post, before moving from here. See you there? Dear reader, "Book-u, book-u," used to be my mother's choice words while scolding me. Whenever she called me to do a chore, I used to be in some corner with a book. I don't know how or when this habit of reading started, but I am so glad it did; even today, whenever life's boat capsizes into the valley of tears, I hold on to my book-shaped raft.
An unnatural refuge
An unnatural refuge
An unnatural refuge
Dear reader, I plan to move to oorupost.wordpress.com. For a few months, I will cross-post, before moving from here. See you there? Dear reader, "Book-u, book-u," used to be my mother's choice words while scolding me. Whenever she called me to do a chore, I used to be in some corner with a book. I don't know how or when this habit of reading started, but I am so glad it did; even today, whenever life's boat capsizes into the valley of tears, I hold on to my book-shaped raft.